It seems like it's been a little over half a month since I've written, and I'm panicking inside.

So I organized the content as in the title to share with you.

From my ID you should be able to tell that I have an English name Aria , this English name is not very popular, but also not very niche - because although it is not so ubiquitous, with which to register a variety of sites will certainly be reminded that "

Aria is not a popular English name, but it's not a very popular one - because even if you don't use it everywhere, you're bound to be reminded when you register on various sites that your username already exists.

Both those who know me well and those who don't don't know me very well.

Of course, there are some curious babies who have asked me, but I know that if I really explain it to them carefully, maybe they will fall asleep.

I think there are quite a few people who might be in my situation.

Although the name I was given by one of the smallest of the thousands of beings is a very small thing that means very little to the next person, today I suddenly wanted to write down how the name came to be, and to do it as plainly and beautifully as I could, both because I really like it, and ......

Well, I'm not sure if I can explain it carefully, but I know that if I did, they would probably fall asleep. p>

Okay, no two ways about it.

Aria is actually the Romanization of my Japanese name アリア.

Of all the names out there, Aria hit me like a bolt of lightning.

Because あ line is my favorite.

あ (a) さ (sa) か (ka) ら (la) な (na) は (ha/wa) all make me feel comfortable.

Well, there is one exception: ma (ma). Because I am really scared of my mother.

And アリア, which starts with a, ends with a, and has a soft "ri" in the middle, is as dreamy and beautiful as an angel.

In fact, I'm particularly fond of combinations like

this one, which always seem to be full of beauty.

I don't know if this explanation makes any sense.

However, I didn't invent the name, because I was terrible at Japanese at the time, and I was worried about making up a name that I would be embarrassed by.

The first time I came across it was when I watched this anime:

Raise your hands if you've seen it (there's a mysterious smile here)

At the time, I was a middle-aged teenager obsessed with the girl/guy number two, and the brunette in the picture above made me fall in love with her after just one episode.

Her name is Aria.

Her name is Aria, which translates to "sky," though I never knew why it was used.

But I thought it was good.

Then I learned that the word aria exists, and that it means "aria". At once, I felt that it had become too big for me and that I didn't deserve it.

However, I had the cheek to keep using it.

By the way, I'd like to recommend the "Aria on the G-string" that appears in various Anime, which I personally find very nice.

For example, this one from Tang

Ice Fruit - Aria on the G String

Other appearances:

From Netflix

Now I love and cherish this name, even if I don't think it's aesthetically pleasing to pronounce in English.

No harm done.

Love just doesn't make sense.

You're welcome to call me Aria.

I've realized that lately I've been really good at coming up with inexplicable titles, and I wish I could send that skill to the person who was always the last to come up with titles for my high school essays.

I came home from work the other day and wanted to ride my bike after walking for a while, so I made a reservation on Mobay in style.

After circling around three times near the little orange car logo on the map, there wasn't much sign of a bike.

Undeterred, I searched all the way down the greenway, which is completely perpendicular to my way home.

Eventually I managed to walk to a subway station 2km away from my starting point, and was able to get on my bike and ride home with an empty stomach that was making strange noises in protest.

In fact,

as long as I quickly gave up when I didn't find the Mobike, and went back to the original way to continue;

as long as I stayed calm when I realized that the ofo 50m ahead of me was in fact broken, and gave up and turned back;

as long as I didn't hold the thought of "forget about it, I've already traveled so far" when I've already deviated very far;

as long as I don't hold the thought of "forget about it, I've already traveled so far!

If only I hadn't thought "never mind, I've come this far" when I was already so far off the beaten track;

Then I might have gotten home half an hour earlier.

So as not to get too upset, I picked a ramp all the way down to get home.

I found this road by accident, on a night ride I skidded down it without any brakes because there was no one else on the road, and I was about to take off.

This time I wanted to do it again,

but I didn't realize that the downhill performance of Mobike and Ofo would be so different.

I even wrote about it on DAY ONE.

Because the truth is, some decisions and developments in life are just like that.

Wednesday night, after a day of work and study (mo), I dragged my tired body into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, let the water run, wet my hair, and prepared to squeeze the shampoo...

Woke up with a start: "Crap, I haven't taken off my makeup yet! "

For the second time this week, I walk out helplessly, dry my hands and face, and think in despair.

Yes, I use makeup removers that require dry hands and face. (which seems to be the case with most of them)

And I had stubbornly tried wet hands and wet face, and it didn't come off clean I washed it once with a regular cleanser, and then came out again to dry my hands and face, and then washed it again with a cleanser because it felt weird on my skin.

Oh.

As a result of this, on Thursday and Friday I only used sunscreen that I could wash off with cleanser.

And last night in the shower, looking at the innocent makeup remover on the sink, remembering this, I couldn't help but ask my soul: Why is this happening?

I had a full, self-reflective 15 minutes @toilet.

Probably because:

It's normal to be so busy that you can't remember to dry your hands and face to remove your makeup first.

I walked out of the bathroom satisfied and decided to stick with the tube of no-makeup-removal sunscreen for the next week.

By the end of the May Day vacation, that decision had become last week.

To be clear and simple : I was offered a promotion at my current company, but I passed it up.

I went for an interview and received an offer to come on board, but I chose to pass it up at the last minute and had to come clean to my HR manager about my thoughts of leaving the company in the next year. I know that this is a big no-no in the workplace for any employee who is still employed, but at the time I had no better options.

Now I have no way back, I can only cherish this six months to a year time, as soon as possible to "put the death of life".

Seriously, I want to give myself the "Best wishes" that I would have written on a card in middle school.

In the time I've been preparing for my career change, I've met a lot of peer(xing) people. They often throw out the question, "XX industry is so good, why do you want to change your career? " Those who are now working in banks, power grids, or the oil industry bear the brunt. Many people do not understand, think they now have a stable and secure job, why do you want to come out to suffer and suffer.

I always silently think, everyone has their own choices, some people are never limited to the immediate acreage, the above enterprises are not never disappear shelter. Since others are willing to give up the current favorable conditions and devote themselves to the risk of "switching to the poor three years", TA must have TA recognized reasons. Why ask?

I am a small language translator. I've been working for four or five years, and although my performance is not bad, I'm always on edge. The promotion opportunities I mentioned are still for translators, which to me is "a change in the soup, but not a change in the medicine".

I've always thought that translation was one of the jobs that would be hit hardest and fastest by AI in the future, and even if I hadn't waited for AI, the process of internationalization would have killed me on the beach.

If I'm greedy for a better-sounding title for three or five years, where will I be in ten or fifteen years?

I can not help but ask myself.

In fact, the best thing to do is to figure out the answer to this question from the beginning, and then do not go to the interview, leave the opportunity to others, and hide deep. But my brain is hot, think of such a position is not to follow the senior leadership of a variety of long knowledge, but also a kind of self-experience and enhancement ...... so I ran to the interview. In order not to lose face, I also carefully prepared (manual forehead ......

Later I figured out that the ROI of this thing is too low. I can't get on this boat.

Although, I really figured it out a little late.

I don't think I'm very talented, I'm one of those mediocre, ordinary people you see around you. But at the same time, I don't think I'm worse than average.

In this frame of mind, I met a friend. She is the same age as me and is in charge of a team in a famous electrical group. Her team won an award at the company's year-end conference, and she elegantly represented her team on stage in a beautiful evening gown to receive the award and give a speech.

I have been working for four or five years, and I am still a screw in the company. I have not managed anyone, I have not led any team, and what's worse, I always feel that I have not created any great value.

From the environment, our company's annual meeting is only a lengthy leadership speech, hurried awards, no award-winning employees to express their feelings, and the stage is almost all black pressure is male.

Staring at her picture, I suddenly felt very ashamed and sad.

It's time for a change. At this rate, ten years from now, I'll probably still look like this, and I'll be too embarrassed to go to a class reunion.

A voice inside me screamed louder and louder: I can do more things, more meaningful things, more valuable things!

The company often have seniors told me that the interpreter in the ten years after the accumulation can also have their own career development, in other positions to achieve the level of manager or above. That's right, so I don't want to refute them, it's true. But I also believe that ten years can do more.

Don't judge, so I don't deny that some translators within the company's career achievements, they do fight in limited conditions belongs to their own road, but the times have changed, this is not what it used to be, the past ten dollars is not now ten dollars, the past ten years is not now ten years.

Perhaps, this is also the ROI high and low there is another kind of performance.

When all the material disappears, when my life comes to an end, I just hope that I will be grateful to myself today.

Instead of regretting, I will continue to be on edge and not be at peace.

Finally, I'd like to end with a very heartwarming quote from WeChat: "The road ahead may be long, but it's still promising.

Also for you.