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Thursday, September 01, 2011

Beautiful


Stanford Report, June 14, 2005
'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says
This is a prepared text of the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005.

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

I rec Jon's Album from Jill today!!!!

Jon, finally managed to get my hands on ur first album.. i was so so so excited when i saw it! annione who stumbled onto my blog must get it!! it's made with sincerity, honesty and of cos, jon's heart n passion for good music. http://jplewismusic.com/main/main_merch_music.htm or from http://www.amazon.com/Stories-Hollywood-Jon-Peter-Lewis/dp/B000JUB39I/ref=pd_rhf_p_2/002-3396873-1413614.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Colours of Your Eyes

作者:Sinn

Blue is the color of the sea, is the colour of your eyes, occasionally.
Green, the color of grass, as I walk along a park, see the colors of your eyes again.
Grey, a mixture of white and black, mysterious and bright, which is who you are?
Blue is the color of the sky, when i hold my head up high, see the color of your eyes again. Kermit! it's not easy being green, yet your eyes turn green, effortlessly.
Grey, as sky starts to dusk, watching dimming seas grow dark, drowning myself inside your eyes...

作心情:
This song is written for Jon.. http://www.jplewismusic.com
he's the person who changed my life..

Thursday, October 05, 2006

For jOn

Jon,
Firstly, congratulations to u on ur Sold out status for ur Single on Arizona! Really happy for u, n i'm sure that it's an affirmation from the market to u that ur sound n music works. Luckily for me, jplewismusic.com will be giving me one for my participation in the MySpace project. Do you know that for me, the Shipping fee costs more than twice of ur single.. y do i have to live so far away?:{ And I'll definately get ur album.. no matter how much it's gonna cost me. =)
n also, if i can take up a few mins of ur time, i hope to ask u on ur advice. i'm standing at a crossroad, and am unsure of what step i should take. Do u think today(at around 20+ years old)'s desire is more important than future (around 40+)'s desire? I've always feel that you are very couragous in chosing the path less taken. Most AI alumnus jump into the industry, yet you would prefer to let your fans wait and come out with something that is true to yourself. At any point of time, do you have secound doubts on your decision because it is so risky for your future?
I'm 24 now, and I wish to have freedom, and I used to have a job which allows me this freedom. The pay may not be outstanding but it's definately giving me a comfortable lifestyle. A few months back, i requested to be transferred out from that department and to another one, which I thought is a good training ground for a much more competitive and prestigious job maybe 10 years later if i stick and excel in it. But it's only the 4th day in this new department and i'm totally hating it. I don't like what I'm doing, and i'm starting to question myself if I will be really happy if I have this , to this new department which i thought was a good training ground which can bring me to higher , 1 week ago, i transferred

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

times always flies.
it's already aug 2006, n yet it seems like we have just finished celebrating CNY..
soon, i will be leaving my first job and move on to prevent myself from stagenting.
if life is a story a book, it's a big big big story, no one will know the ending till we want it to be.

seems like i will not be able to break out from this cycle.. how i wish life is more simpler, more laughter and less frowns n unhappiness.
i dunno what to say.
hao xiang ku, duo zai ni de huai li ku
bu xiang shu, shu diao wo men de xing fu

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seems like my memory of jon is fading.. thou seeing his name still gives mi a thrill..
i'm scare, scare that he'll become less and less important to me gradually.
scare, scare that i will give up on God, and his love. Scare that life will take over me, and i will forget who i am.
Scare, scare abt many things.

Tired, tired of many things.. is it my choice? or is it something that i want to act like? i haven found the ans yet. . :(

Friday, July 14, 2006

i realli love jon...

it's been a long time... guess bloggin really not for me...
but i'm still trying. like i've been so damn bz for the past few wks.. n luckily, i decide to go online.. n jon is also online.. n it feels good to know that he's at some place with comp that aloows him access to the net. n we r on the same domain.. haha.. n i was so happie to send him a mesage, thou it may not him online... but i believe it's him.. i realli love jon..

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

This is for Jon...

Dear Jon..

You have my hopes all gently hoping, you have my every affections, desires, dreams and respect.
You have whispered words that belongs to you, thoughts you have inspired and blessings that have touched the deepest of my heart.
You have all my admiration for being such an incredibly precious person.
You even have words that I have no words for.
You have my unending gratitude for the way you have brightened and changed my life, and I wish upon every prayers that, one day, I will be able to thank you for all of this...

Loving you from the deepest of my heart.. I love you...

Sindy

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Wo shi zhen de Xin Fu de!!

What more can I want?
Of cos.. besides him..
n he's moved in my heart permanently..
My Angel




n Jon sings Rodeo...

Everyday I get a little smarter, watching the reruns of "Welcome Back Cutter"
Vili Babarino and the Verning Shirley, I learnt a lot from Larry, Moe and Curly yea.

Well, TV's great, but I'm your super Hero, like John Wayne and Bobby Dinerio
My ten gallons half fills up to eleven
Well, I'm the action figure that you wana take.. home. And the cowgirl sings along

Rooo rodeo, Rooo roodeo Rooo doodeo
Love is one big Rodeo

Down town gets pretty dirty, a white shirt turns greeey by 10.30
Countrybooy looking for a showdown and a hip hop shot pop couldn't really go downnn yea

When the stakes are high the boys step aside
Now it's time to let the big dogs rise
Mr Greenspan smiles and the bull runs wild. And the cowboy sings along

Roo rodeo, Rooo roodeo Rooo doodeo
Love is one big Rodeo


Everyday I get a little randy
watching the eposides of threes company
Chissie and Janet and Mr Roper
you never know Jack Tripper just might just get lucky. And the cowboy sings along

Roo rodeo, Rooo roodeo Rooo doodeo
Love is one big Rodeo


Roo rodeo, Rooo roodeo Rooo doodeo
Love is one big Rodeo


Ro Ro Rodeo rodeodeo Ro deodeodeo ro deodeo
Ro Ro Rodeo rodeodeo Ro deodeodeo ro deodeo
Ro Ro Rodeo rodeodeo Ro deodeodeo ro deodeo
Ro Ro Rodeo rodeodeo Ro deodeodeo ro deodeo
Ro Ro Rodeo rodeodeo Ro deodeodeo ro deodeo

I love Jon...

Rodeo

Listening to Rodeo now..
Thank God for giving me Jon..
www.myspace\jonpeterlewis..
who needs Taylor Hick when u have JPL?
haha..