华文？！英文？！

我从来没想过会有那么一天，我需要考虑运用哪一种语言来写部落格。是华文？或英文？很抱歉，我摒弃运用马来文来写部落格，并非我的造诣差，也没有任何贬低之意，而是没那个必要。

会想要用英文，只因它是个不可或缺的良伴，学业上需要它；未来也需要它。不运用它来多多提升、磨练下自己的水准，似乎又说不过去。英文、英文，踏入第三学府开始，它便开始变成了必备的、基本的生存资产，有它则存，无它则亡。正因为它的重要性，所以，"摒弃"一词与它无缘了。

会想要用华文，只因它是深得吾爱的挚友。从小至今，我的母语便是它，讲的话也离不开华语，所以它可以算是我的根，龙族子女最引以为傲的语言。曾经有朋友问过我，"英文不会更有效表达你的思想吗？！"他引用了反问句。我只是一笑置之，不置可否。因为我知道，无论运用哪个语言，每一个人的想法、喜好、风格皆不同，自然而然哪一种管道会更加完好妥善地表达个人思想也会随人而异，这是无可厚非之事，所以也不值深论。

暂且不论造诣，随性是我的宗旨。兴致来了，想运用华文就用华文；想琢磨自个儿的英文程度，玩玩一下，便用英文。有时候徘徊于其中，琢磨不定，便有两个选择：一则写，一则不写。有时，还能让小女子我感觉到李白笔下的一段诗"问余何事栖碧山，笑而不答心自闲"的奥秘呐~所以啊~这整个月便在我这种意兴阑珊、混混沌沌的作风中溜走了！嘻嘻~不见了！虽然混沌，但不代表脑袋迟钝；日子再怎么过，该知道的，该认真的，本姑娘倒是有动动脑筋想了想。时候到了，体内的劲力也会随而复发，从新运作。所以，各位乡亲好友不必担心，切莫挂怀；本姑娘仍然强壮如牛，声如洪钟…… 飞鱼曰:"欸~ '声如洪钟'应该不是这样用的吧？！" 本姑娘："你管我怎样用！哼！"飞鱼曰："怪女子一位。"本姑娘："嗯？！"

本姑娘和飞鱼就此停笔。鞠躬！

Time for Story-Sharing

Hello, fellow readers!! The month of November is almost end! So before it ends, I have a story to share with you. I read this story long time ago, and it is still fresh in my mind. There is nothing consider about the end of the month though, but the reason I post it up is simply it impressed me. Hope you enjoy it!!


(^__________^)



I will never forget the first time I saw her. She was there playing with the other children. She turned when she saw me entering the room, the previous look of pure radiance replaced by one of cold hardness. I was taken aback. It was only later, during my break that I had the chance to speak to the matron about her. Her name was Marie and had suffered from cancer since she was eight. Her parents had left her in the care of various hospitals, hoping for a cure but after all these years, there did not seem to be any more hope. Upon hearing that, I felt I wanted to get to know her better and be her friend.


As I got to know her over the many months ahead, I discovered that she was basically like any other child, warm and caring and all the children in the ward enjoyed spending time with her for she had the ability to bring out the best in a person. But it was her courage that I admired most in her. She knew she had only a short time left to live. Despite the outward appearance of strength, the look of despair could not be hidden especially when she saw the other children recovering and leaving the hospital, knowing that it would never happen for her.


Then, at the beginning of autumn, I discovered a change in her. No longer did she spend time with the other children and often was she alone by herself. When I asked her about it, she merely smile and said she was tired. The glow that used to make her eyes shine was no longer there. The doctor said her condition was stable and it was only a phase that she was going through. I prayed earnestly that it was true. Even though I knew only too well that nurses should not get too emotionally attached to their patients, I could not help but love this girl.


Marie was sitting by the window one evening, watching the leaves falling from the trees one by one. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears. When she saw me, she clung to me tightly and cried her heart out, her sobs muffled against me. When her crying subsided, I held her up and brought her to her bed. I tucked her in and gently brushed my lips on her forehead. As I turned to leave, Marie took my hand and said in a whisper,”Thank you.” I smiled and left the room.


The next morning, I went to the hospital and realized that everyone was rather quiet and subdued. I dismissed it as a figment of my imagination and went to check on Marie before beginning my duty for the day. When I entered the room, my blood ran cold – it was empty. Just then, Matron entered and delivered the news that I knew would come sooner or later and yet dreaded to hear. Marie had died in her sleep the previous night.
The sadness that filled me was overwhelming and my vision was blurred by the tears that flowed like rain down my face. I moved towards the window where Marie had sat the night before and saw the last autumn leaves falling to the ground.


~End~


I do not know who is the writer of the story, the title neither. I’m sorry for this.


(@__________@)

A short farewell

Blank!!

When I looked at my academic calendar, I knew nothing about what I am going to do in the next two months break. Yes, I am going to have a long semester break after going through four months of Semester One academic coursework in Taylor's University College. During these four months, I had gone through a hectic college life which was full with different assignments, class tests, quizzes, and the most important exams in Sem1 : IELTS exam and finally, the final exam.

I went through those tasks one by one, and with the help from my comrades here together with my own determination, I fought for the best and I had succeeded in doing it to which the outcomes of my works breached beyond my expectation of myself. I was shocked nevertheless I was satisfied with the positive growth I had shown in my performances. Thanks to all my dear friends and family who always support me whenever I lost myself.

As what my friends always say, time flies without pause. Till now, 20th of November 2009, we had fumbled across our sem one unintentionally, and the last school period of Sem 1 was just ended nine hours ago. Four of my "foster" sisters: Chloe(the eldest),Jen(the fifth),Shang Qi(the sixth), and Hui Hui(the seventh) had gone back to their hometown today, more specifically this afternoon. Tomorrow will be me(the third), Jeanne(the forth) and Wan Yu(the eighth)'s turn to go back to our hometowns which are far away from each other. Lastly, my beloved second sister, Beatrice will be going home next week, right after she settle her personal matter.

The destination is the same: Going home. Yet, the direction is different. The four cardinal points(East, South, North,West), plus the other four intermediate directions, eight channels to go, and everyone stay in different directions.

Well..this will be a short farewell between us, u and me and my dear friends. We shall meet again in the coming 14th of January 2010. Will you?? Take care, my friends!! Have a happy and good holidays~~=)

(^___________^)

p/s: I won't let my blog freeze in this coming December. Lets warm it up!!=) Jingle bell~~

想。过去。未来。

郁闷。。。

当人没有事情做的时候，思绪就会开始胡乱飞，胡乱想；想想过去，梦梦未来。

考完试后，大家变得特别空闲；此时此景与两个星期前的情况宛如天壤之别。

依然记得两个星期前，随着年终大考及国际英文评估考试，大家忙得团团转，一刻也不能分心；深怕一分心，知识就会随风飞去，消失地无影无终。当时，国际英文评估考试的重要显然是大家焦距的中心。怀着忐忑不安的心情，我看着朋友们一个个踏进考场，一项接一项地过关斩将。随着朋友们考完后愉悦轻松的笑容，嘻嘻哈哈的谈笑声，我的心情并没有因此而松懈，因为，我知道，轮到我了！！

接踵下来的考试曾一度让我觉得很压迫，很窒息。庆幸地，我有一群很好的朋友，和他们一起读书、一起温习、一起讨论问题，一起谈笑风生；烦闷深奥的课题，视乎也变得简单，头大的问题也迎刃而解了。皆大欢喜，不是吗？？真的很谢谢他们！！

最近，我和一群死党去NEWAY唱K，唱着唱着，竟唱了整个下午！！随后的账单，竟然高达百余块。汗呐~~~第一次跑去唱K，消费却这么贵。心。。。痛死了~~~哈哈

接下来的一天，我破例没去上课，跑到大老远的云顶逍遥去。哈哈。。。但我并不内疚哦~~因为我有交代了一声，让我亲亲妈咪知道我的去向，不让她担心！！我。。很乖吧！！！哈哈。。。

(^____________^)

玩归玩，但对于朋友所给于我的个人意见，我还真的认认真真想了一回。领悟出来的东西，还真是非笔墨能形容。所以这两天以来，我的收获也算是不少哦！！！

彩莹对我说，我的部落格很深奥，有太多深沉难懂的词连接在一起，使整个句式变得局促，难懂。而卉慧也给了我同样的评语，不同的是，她。。。多多少少还抓得到我的信息，但多半不明确。模糊。说起来，那些艰难、复杂、混乱不明的词、字，不就真正的体现出我那复杂，难懂的自我吗？有时连我自己也不懂得自己，也难怪朋友们不能明白我。无奈呐~~~

话虽如此，但友谊依然不变，友情依然与我同在。朋友，干杯！！！

想着想着~~时间又溜走了！！

有时候，我真的很矛盾。感觉自己像个双面人，一个开朗，一个阴沉。思绪常常混淆在这两者之间，所以情绪也随着起伏不定，让我变得更加难以捉摸，更加不平稳；就像一座睡火山，一旦到了极限，滚滚岩浆便会倾泻而下，而火山的喷发又会造成多少伤害呢？？唉~~~

有时候，我很梦幻。喜欢幻想这，幻想那；发发白日梦，回归到自己梦中乐园，无忧无虑过一天。和多数女孩子一样，喜欢幻想自己的白马王子，与亲爱的他漫步在袅袅炊烟升起，夕阳西下的宁静田边。仰或是。。幻想和他在维多利亚式的舞会中，穿着维多利亚时代的蓬蓬裙，与帅帅的他翩翩起舞，徘徊在那缤纷灿烂的时光，仿佛世界只剩咱们俩。还有许许多多小说里的情节，也曾经成了我幻想的插曲，填满了我贫瘠的烂漫细胞。

未来的我，又会变成怎样的一个人呢？？真期待！！

嗯~~~~想着想着。。肚子饿了。好了，休息时间到！！！该停笔咯！！掰掰，下次见！！

（^__________^）

Pictures Worth A Thousand Words

Am I Going To Lose My Friends?

Am I going to lose my friends??

These few days especially after receiving a sudden blow from my clique of friends, everything seems to be so obscure to me. People, things, events and myself, I am totally lost!! I found out I had lost my self-perspective, and principle which I used to keep along with me in my routine. I never put a doubt on the principle I held for so long, nevertheless in this time, I did. I doubt for the effectiveness of the maxim that I had with me since I was a child, and I really felt discouraged when I tried to figure out the matter that confused me these days and the solutions did not come out with a good sign, I did not know myself very well.

Desperate...

Yet, I still tried my best to conceal my baffle in front of my peel group, tried hard to keep myself seems normal in front of them. Tried hard to cheer myself up!! Yeah~~indeed it worked!! As my friends brought me to One-U for a sing-out-loud event today, I put all my energy in that event, tried to sing as many songs as I can, and I really could get self-fulfillment from there even though it was just a mere short-term happiness that overwhelmed me tonight, but at least it gave me a chance to get myself out of the torment I had with me.

I am NOT disliking the things that happened on me, I am NOT!!!Perhaps, my actions showed an adverse impression of me to you that I was rejecting the world, but PLEASE...for those who really understand me, please...please get yourselves understand that I am NOT rejecting anything, I am not getting myself away from you, nether hate nor disdain you. I am just confused and perhaps I am too skeptical in my own way. I am indeed putting myself in some kind of trouble that does not necessarily affect me, yet I put myself in the agony unwittingly.

Please give me some time to make myself clear of what I want for now. Please...perhaps, if you could help me, do you mind to leave me some advise as my friends used to be?? I am gonna sort it out~~Heal myself~~

T__________________T

I am too sensitive!! I do not know why I tend to be like this once in a couple of months...MISERY...

Anyhow, I wish I could hold my friends tight with me while I am in such a toilsome dilemma. I do not want to lose any of my friends, especially those I cherish so much!! Please forgive me, my dear friends...if I had done something that hurt you so much..I swear I never have the intention to hurt you all. NEVER!!

Please try to understand me..Please~~~

How To Save A Life

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

CHORUS:
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

CHORUS:
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

CHORUS:
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

CHORUS:
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life

CHORUS:
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

CHORUS:
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life

~ The Fray

You Belong With Me

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesnt get your humour like I do

I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like
And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself
Hey isnt this easy?

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

Standin by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.

Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

Standing by or waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that
You belong with me
You belong with me

Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me

~ Taylor Swift

Sometimes

You tell me you're in love with me
Like you can't take your pretty eyes away from me
It's not that I don't want to stay

But every time you come too close I move away
I wanna believe in everything that you say
'Cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow
There's things about me you just have to know

Sometimes I run(sometimes)
Sometimes I hide
Sometimes I'm scared of you
But all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night
Baby all I need is time

I don't wanna be so shy (uh i)
Every time that I'm alone I wonder why
Hope that you will wait for me
You'll see that you're the only one for me

I wanna believe in everything that you say
'Cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow
There's things about me you just have to know

Repeat CHORUS
Come just hang around and you'll see
There's nowhere I'd rather be
If you love me, trust in me
the way that I.... trust in you

Repeat CHORUS
all I really want is to hold you tight

~Britney Spear

懒惰虫的先师

惰性，人人皆有之。


无可否认，每个人都会偷懒。无论是白人、黑人或是我们较熟悉的黄种人，绝对曾想过或做过“偷闲”的举动。 偷偷闲，谁不会啊！？成人不就是个很好的例子了吗？更何况是小孩子！


烦闷枯燥的工作迫使人们压抑着自己的生命过活。同样的东西，日复一日地做不停，谁不闷呐？？所以，偷懒似乎变成了合理的借口让人类喘几口凉气，以避免自己的生命值持续下降。这。。。多多少少也该会让自己恢复些体力，好在这尔虞我诈的社会中继续奋斗下去。


接下来，我有个故事想和大家分享。我相信，那些有修读中国文学的朋友们肯定知道谁是差不多先生吧！！他可是个很出名的懒惰虫哟！！！好吧，让我们来重温他的事迹吧！！


（^_____________^）

你知道中国最有名的人是谁？

提起此人，人人皆晓，处处闻名。他姓差，名不多，是各省各县各村人氏。
你一定见过他，一定听过别人谈起他。差不多先生的名字天天挂在大家的口头，
因为他是中国全国人的代表。
差不多先生的相貌和你和我都差不多。
他有一双眼睛，但看的不很清楚；有两只耳朵，但听的不很分明；
有鼻子和嘴，但他对于气味和口味都不很讲究。
他的脑子也不小，但他的记性却不很精明，他的思想也不很细密。

他常常说：“凡事只要差不多，就好了。何必太精明呢？”
他小的时候，他妈叫他去买红糖，他买了白糖回来。
他妈骂他，他摇摇头说：“红糖白糖不是差不多吗？”

他在学堂的时候，先生问他：“直隶省的西边是哪一省？”
他说是陕西。先生说，“错了。是山西，不是陕西。”
他说：“陕西同山西，不是差不多吗？”

后来他在一个钱铺里做伙计；他也会写，也会算，只是总不会精细。
十字常常写成千字，千字常常写成十字。
掌柜的生气了，常常骂他。
他只是笑嘻嘻地赔小心道：“千字比十 字只多一小撇，不是差不多吗？”

有一天，他为了一件要紧的事，要搭火车到上海去。
他从从容容地走到火车站，迟了两分钟，火车已开走了。
他白瞪着眼，望着远远的火车上的煤烟，
摇摇头道：“只好明天再走了，今天走同明天走，也还差不多。可是火车公司未免太认真了。
八点三十分开，同八点三十二分开，不是差不多吗？”
他一面说，一面慢慢地走回家，心里总不明白为什么火车不肯等他两分钟。

有一天，他忽然得了急病，赶快叫家人去请东街的汪医生。
那家人急急忙忙地跑去，一时寻不着东街的汪大夫，却把西街牛医王大夫请来了。
差不多先生病在床上，知道寻错了人；但病急了，身上痛苦，心里焦急，等不得了，
心里想道：“好在王大夫同汪大夫也差不多，让他试试看罢。”
于是这位牛医王大夫走近床前，用医牛的法子给差不多先生治病。
不上一点钟，差不多先生就一命呜呼了。

差不多先生差不多要死的时候，一口气断断续续地说道：
“活人同死人也差……差……差不多，……凡事只要……差……差……不多……就……好了，
……何……何……必……太……太认真呢？“他说完了这句话，方才绝气了。
他死后，大家都很称赞差不多先生样样事情看得破，想得通；
大家都说他一生不肯认真，不肯算帐，不肯计较，真是一位有德行的人。
于是大家给他取个死后的法号，叫他做圆通大师。
他的名誉越传越远，越久越大。无数无数的人都学他的榜样。
于是人人都成了一个差不多先生。——然而中国从此就成为一个懒人国了。 

(^__________^)

怎么样？
看完这故事后，你有什么感想呢？？
你觉得我们该向差不多先生学习呢，还是该避开这种习性呢？？
真的欢迎你留些感想，让我知道全世界华人堆中长大的龙的传人，想法又会有什么不同呢？
真期待！！！

（^0_______0^）

反对无效，懒惰虫！！！=P

IELTS Week

Well, this time!! I am going to talk about my feeling on what had happened to me throughout the week of "IELTS"(02112009-07112009).

As soon as all my Group 4, 5, and 6 friends finished their IELTS test last week, stress had changed its direction and aimed itself towards me. Unwittingly, I became the next victim of it. It was such a torment when I tardily came to a realization that IELTS had spread its claws and held me tight in its palm. Tonnes of pressure was exerted on me and I was so out of breath.

On Monday itself, I knew my Speaking test would be held on Wednesday. Anxiety and stress kept on intruding my heart, and it made me discouraged, and it was really annoying. So, what I had done was I spent most of the time asking my friends questions and telling them to ask me back some questions which could make my "crapping system" failed. Yes! They had succeeded in the task I had given to them. I stuttered when they asked me about genetic relationship between family members. I could hardly answer well for the questions as my knowledge on that kind of topic was relatively scarce. I answered badly at that time. It really demoralized my confidence on crapping which I had once proud of it.

I went through my Tuesday classes unintentionally. Surprisingly, I talked in ENGLISH for whole day long!! I talked to my classmates, my housemates, my "casa"mates, and my best friends, I talked to them non-stop!!And finally, I ended up getting a mild sore throat at that particular night!My friends asked me to take a rest, but I insisted to keep on talking until my voice worsen, and my BIG SISTER scolded me, I rested.

~WEDNESDAY~

I had my speaking on that day.Well to say, my sore throat got well and the woman who interviewed me was a very nice and gentle woman. She liked to smile, indeed. No matter what I had said, she would nodded her head and smiled.Her expression made me felt relax, but my brain went blank when it came to part 2 where she wanted me to give her a newspaper or magazine article that I still remembered. Ooh gosh, who cares for articles?? I seldom read those articles in newspapers or magazines and even if I read, I'd never carved it in my mind. So..when it came to this question, I was stunted!!!!Totally stunted!!!! With a time of only one minute, it was indeed impossible for me to think about a real article that I still remembered at that time. So, I decided to create one fake article on my own. Whatever!!! As long as I could answer the question, who knows it was fake? Huh??

So, the questions she had asked me are listed below:

PART 1
PLACE I LIVE IN
1. Tell me about the town or city you live in now.
2. Do tourists visit your city? Why or why not?
3. How is the transport system in your city?
4. Will you stay in this city for long-term?

FRUITS AND VEGETABLES
1. Do you eat fruits or vegetables everyday?
2. Does it easy to get fresh fruits and vegetables in the place you live in now?
3. How do you get fresh fruits and vegetables in this city?
4. Did you eat fruits and vegetables when you were a child? Why?

PART 2
Describe a newspapers or magazines article that you are still remembered.
You should say:
1. What the title is
2. When do you read it
3. Where do you find it
4. What the content is

Explain why you are still remembered about the article.

5. Do you recommend the article to your friends?
6. Do your friends give you any opinions about the article?

PART 3
Lets talk about newspapers and magazines.
1. Between TV news and newspapers, which would be the preference of the people in your country? Why or why not?
2. Why people want to read newspapers?
3. Do you think young people will choose to read online news rather than written news? Why or why not?
4. What kinds of magazine do people read at different stages of their lives?
5. What are the positive and negative effects of magazines that will impose on the young today?

Phew... You should feel very glad as I'm still managed to call out all the questions she had asked me long time ago, as all my friends used to forget about it once they went out from the interview room. Haha..(actually, I had jotted down the questions on my Math books after that interview.=P)

One thing that I want to share is on that particular day, just like what other candidates would do, I swiftly peeked into the three interview rooms and I saw different things in those rooms. All the interviewers were Chinese women, the Australian Caucasian was in Hall A. Sad to say, I didn't have a chance to be the candidate of his. Anyhow, back to the first room, the interviewer was a normal Chinese woman who was "expression-less".

(Imagine the woman in the picture is older and expresion-less.The first interviewer was just like her,but older.)
No matter what the candidates said, she didn't give any expression or response, even a blink of her eyes was also a suspicion for me. I wondered whether she got blink her eyes or not. She is so cold!! The interviewer in the second room was a Chinese women as well..hmm..i guess, because I was not sure about her race. Nevertheless, she was so scary!! She looked so stern and unfriendly at all!!! Her look was so amusing and eerie for me, but for those who were going to be interviewed by her, her look was like The Green Hulk--scary, stern, and terrific!!

(I show you a sample picture of her expression,but please imagine that she was older and fatter. Indeed, she was!)
I saw one Malay guy who sat beside me at the waiting room took a deep breath when he saw her face. He was like knowing himself were going to be decapitated in the next minute, he frowned. I wished him luck and prayed for my luck as I was not going to be interviewed by her. THANKS GOD!!! Well, the lady in the third room was pretty nice and gentle as I had said just now. She liked to smile and she looked motherly!!!I liked her because she eased my tension well.=)

Thursday, Friday, and now Saturday..my IELTS listening, reading and writing tests.

I reached IDP at around 7.30am as I and Jen took Chloe's car rather than bus, because I didn't know what time the bus would come. So, when it came to 8.00am, we registered, we took our seats in our room and we waited for another 15 minutes before the invigilator started the "introduction" of the test at 8.30am. So, my comrades who were there with me include Chloe, Shang Qi, Mei Yee, Sze Ching, Siew King, Zu Bin, and Ahmad. Our seats were around the middle and the very end of the room. I was sitting in the middle of the room with one speaker at the very front of me which was 5 tables ahead and another speaker was beside me which was in a distance less than 1 metre! So, when the invigilator tested the speaker, the sound produced boomed my ears straight away!!It was so loud!!!!!!!And Chloe asked for the volume to be tuned to a higher pitch some more!!!Oh gosh~~~my poor ears!!!!!Luckily, the sound didn't distract me as I was still able to catch the words in the conversations.Phew...lucky!!

Next, we moved on to the reading test!!The test was very HARD!!!!For each passage, I couldn't catch the answers for at least 2 questions!!The answers were hidden and sometimes the questions were twisted. What I mean is the questions weren't straight forward and somehow the questions were like playing trick with us. Well...even though it was hard, but I was still managed to capture most of it, excluded some questions that were really intricate!!Okay, for reading test, what I can say for time is the time flew!!It flew extremely fast!!!!!!!!!!!As for the writing test, the questions were easy and straight forward. But i doubted we wouldn't be able to get a good band easily as the questions were easy in some way that was weird for me.

Well to say... sitting for almost three hours and doing tests in a continuous mode was indeed very exhausting!! However, I felt very relax and happy when I finished the tests!!!It was so COOL!!!!!!!I could feel the load that suppressed on my shoulders disappeared!!

HAPPY!!!!!

(^____________^)

S.C.H.O.L.A.R.S

No matter who we are, the poor or the rich, the retarded or the normal, as long as we are scholars, we can hardly avoid ourselves from being tagged by people as the most intelligent and all-rounded students who, they think, only need less effort from teachers and our superiors to raise us up in our potential abilities. But who knows the dilemma we had behind this fantastic and superficial kudos we portrait in front of people? Who knows that we, scholars suffered from various kind of pressure and harassment from the surrounding? Who knows what we feel and think about this?

Being a scholar is just like a lottery winner who gains a good ticket for him or her to get a bumper prize. The very first moment when we knew we could gain a scholarship from any bodies we applied to, the people around us surely would first, congrats us upon our honor; second, pieces of so-called "advice" would flooded our ears. (Poor us have to endure all the mantra from different people~)

Advices like:

"You are very lucky!!The government had given you a chance to achieve your goals in your life. The authority seldom open the opportunities to yellow skin people."
"You are brilliant!!!"
"You should appreciate this opportunity."
"Don't waste your talent, accept the offer!!"
"This is GREAT!!!"
"I'm so envy of you!! You are fantastic!!!"
"Hey, don't act stupidly. Grab this chance and move your feet to the stage....."
"Cheer up!!The government aren't so good that they will give you a second chance!! Accept it!!"

Sad to say, these are what the people will say once we get this "luck". I can't deny that some of the advices are true. The government seldom opens great chances for certain ethnic groups to have opportunities to pursue their dream especially students who are just finished their secondary education and those who are hoping for a chance to get a school. When these kind of thought run though our mind, we are indirectly being influenced by the opinion and ideas given by our elders, teachers, friends and the people when we are appraised by them. This is what I called as "Synchronized Ideas-Influenced Syndrome".

We are infected!!!!!!!!


For scholars like us, we are actually very lucky to have the opportunity to embark on our tertiary studies especially for those who are from poor family background. We will force to think in this way which, i think, is contradicting with our concepts and principles, and gradually, just like what the people think about us, we accept the "fact" that we are really brilliant and superb to have the chance to fly away and strike for the best.

It is very common for people to think that we are very brilliant and lucky to gain such a great chance to be a scholar, though, they do not really know what are the repercussions that follow up the acceptance of these kinds of scholarship on scholars themselves. Who really understand what we want from the status as a scholar? And who has good ears to be the listeners of us? The voice of resentment keep on accumulating in the mind of scholars, and who can appease the wave of indignation?

Scholars, scholars, scholars!!!!!!!!!

Stop treating us in such an arbitrary way, please!!!!

PLEASE!!!!!!!!!

Just like you, We are also HUMAN.
We are NOT super genius who have IQ score of 200;
We are NOT as brilliant as you think we are;
We are NOT problem settlers who you think we can solve every single task you give to us;
We are NOT the kind of person you think we are;
We are NOTHING but HUMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We are just as normal as you are.
For mercy, please give us a short while to breathe, treat us normally, raise us up slowly.Please...


We are just a group of innocent victims...of this modern world.

(T______________T)

Excess Alacrity

Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!

Welcome back to Flying Fish de Story..
2009.11.01 (A Lovely Sunday)

First of November with my first theme for the month "Excess Alacrity".

Actually, I should not update my blog today because I had too many stuff to do, YET, I was reluctant to move myself to solve and to pick up those piles of homework and focus my sight on those plain and dull papers. Lol...applause and roses please, as I am willing to tell you the truth that I was lazy and too energetic till I couldn't concentrate on what I supposed to concentrate on. Come,come, clap,clap,clap...

Thank you!! Thank you!!!Thanks a lot!!!

Okay, what I am going to announce is...

"OH MY GOSH, Buddies!!NOVEMBER had came to the front of our door!!!!!Argh.....IELTS and Final Exam are coming SOON!!! Very soon!!!!Aaaaaaahhhhhh"

"What to do?? What to do??? What to do????"

"So how?? So how??? So how???"

Oh my gosh, I am going to be mad!!!(Pretending myself express in such a hysterical way.lol...)

(@__________@)

Hmm...do I need to explain why I was too vivid today??? Hmm...contemplating....
Okay, I think I shall tell you. The answer is...very simple...because...I also don't know!!Hahaha~~

Okay, serious now!! Today, I woke up very early in the morning owing to my two BEST friends chitchatted with a high pitch and volume in the living room, heehaa laughed out loud like mad in the morning, and my ear sensed their noise, so I instinctively woke up even though I felt reluctant to leave my bed alone at a corner of my room. WuuuWuuu

(T___________T)

Hahahaha~~~~

Well~~well~~at least updating my blog enables me to release some of my energy and to squeeze some of my..hmm..should be only a little bit of my brain juice to produce such a very GOOD essay..hohohoho..(For sure, English teacher will faint with their mouth bubbling out some white puke once they see this. Blek=P)

p/s: I am a GOOD and SUBMISSIVE girl especially to those who seem older than me..weeehaha..I won't torture my lovely "tea_char". Wakaka~~

12-Hours Hibernation of Little Dormouse

The end of October... Phew~time flies

I had been staying in a small corner in UEP(United Estate Projects) Subang Jaya for almost 4 months. Day after day, I saw and I learnt a lot of thing that I had never thought I would have to learn it. Things came to the climate in my Sem 1 when I discovered that I had went through my life and the things around me all alone in this foreign and distinct township in Klang Valley, Selangor, Malaysia. In great surprise, I found out I was growing up not physically but mentally indeed, I started to become self-dependent and more often I solved my problems with own hand and without the guidance, advices, and care from my parents and those who had consanguinity with me.

I started to realize that I was changing towards a social-adaptable girl..Ooh~should be lady now!
I started to realize that I had contemplated a lot of thing that I used to neglect it in the past.
I started to realize that I could hardly put my sincere smile up in front of my comrades now.
I started to realize that I didn't have so much of happy and sincere stuff to laugh about.
I started to realize that the world wasn't as perfect as I had imagine before.
I started to realize that my parents couldn't afford to protect me under their wings since I had flew out from the cage to further my potential and ability at a place so far from them.
I started to realize more and more things in my life...and the most significant "theory" I had discovered thus far is I have to work hard and try hard to find some happy, funny, interesting twaddles or events to get myself free from the overwhelming stress from the surrounding. Or at least, get myself some times to breath and to put on my smile that I wish to show all the time.

Well~12-hours of hibernation in my new room was totally a new experience for me. What I meant is I had never been in a state of dormant for so far in my new dorm. It made me awake,more conscious and too energetic till all my system down for a couple of hours due to excessive and explosive voltage that melt down my fuse. Haiz..haiz..I've to replace another one to allow my system to regain normal status.

Well~12-hours of hibernation in my verdant bed was utterly a newfangled experience for me. Usually, my "CRAP" system and "LAUGH" system operated within me once I woke up and regain my spirit from my utopia. I was used to smile and laugh after something humorous flashed through my mind, but today..aha~I was completely taken aback when I saw my sweetheart didn't nag me up with his sharp, shrieking "ring,ring" sound. I woke up instinctively, stared at his face and shocked. I knew I had woke up this morning especially when I heard the sound when the front door opened, and I knew my friends were ready to go for their battle, I wished them luck in my heart and I continued to have my sleep. My dream..and finally I ended up woke up extremely late in the afternoon and settle myself with my breakfast=lunch. Haha~and overwhelmed myself with my affection because my "LAUGH" system was out of function, and finally broke out sobbing in front of my laptop because I miss my family. Haiz~~='l

Started to realize a lot of things and started to realize......

~CHERISH~

#Dormouse regains its health, fuse changed.

当情绪遇上“认知失调”时

玲儿曰：

我很矛盾
当我觉得我不应该如此鲁莽、冲动行动时，
我却反其道而行，越做越夸张，越说越离谱，
越解释，谎话也变得越来越多。

我很讨厌
当我觉得应该对他人好的时候，
当我愿意把我会的东西拿出来和他人分享的时候，
当我把一切都传授出去的时候，
他们却对我摆个冷脸、来个莫不相识的表情。
冷酷得。。不再像我印象中所认识的人。

这算什么。。？！
算什么？！！

背叛的感觉掺杂着那酸涩的心。。。
而在孤独无助的感觉笼罩下。。
我觉得很辛苦。。很心酸。。
真的让人好想哭！！
好想好想大声大声地哭出来~~
哭个痛快！！！

飞鱼曰：

可恨呐~~也很可笑啊~~
欲哭无泪~~
就算想哭，也只能像小媳妇般，小小声地、压抑地、断断续续地哭得眼睛红肿，像个疯婆子般自爱自怜，自我安慰，这算什么？！算什么？？！
你干嘛要这样折磨自己，干嘛要为那些鸡皮琐碎的事情哭得死去活来。
真讽刺！！！一点都不值得这样做！！！！！！！！！

小女孩该长大了！！！
世界是现实的，继续活在美梦中只会让你跌得更快，更狠，更狼狈！！
世界一直在走，人也变得越来越浮夸、险恶、奸诈， 许许多多负面的情绪、经验、感想持续侵蚀着人类少得可怜的纯洁之心。
纯洁？！！？世界还有这样的人存在吗？

早该知道，早已见识过人类无情的一面；为何还学不乖？！
难道要等到摔得支离破碎、瓦不相全时，才会记住这个教训吗？？！

身边对你好的人不多，真心对你的人也曾提醒过你了。
为何你还那么地笨、那么地傻？！
醒醒吧~利益相辅的世界，没什么是全白或全黑，其中的灰色地带才是最危险的！！

事情显而易见呐~~
世界若是全白的，全世界就不需要警察、法官、律师的存在，也不需要他们的服务。
他们的存在只会是多余的。。
世界若是全黑的，全世界就不需要人类的存在了。。
男人、女人，小孩、少年、成人、老人，
个个都是阴狠凶险的，冷酷无情的，自私孤傲的，
全黑的一面影藏着无数腐败的心灵。
世界的存在还有何意义？？

干脆来个大爆炸，让一切回归于零，
重新出发，重新出现人类，达文西重新研究人类的演变，人类的成长。爱迪生重新发明灯泡，贝尔重新发明电话，马克波罗重新往汪洋探险去。。。
不！！！！不不不！！不要。。不要。。。不要。。。。

他们。。别再出现了！！！别重新再来过~
我们所受的苦还不够多吗？失去的还不够吗？所承受的压力还不够重吗？？

别了，别了，历史别再重演了！！
若重演，那重生就失去了意义！！！

了无意义~

算了~~

#心灵的抒发、情绪的纾解；想说的就说，想做的就做。##
多说无益，赶快睡觉去！！！

P/S： 第一次尝试如此的疯狂讽刺、抨击，虽然一点都不像我的作风，却超爽的！重读它，还真的很恐怖。
@___________@

UU

炸到！！Boom~~

Old Ghost

~Chapter One~

It is Jim Brennan's birthday. He wakens on this humid August morning, startled by birdsong echoing across the garden outside and, for a long time, he stares in confused remembrance towards where the swelling orange sun is burning the faded floral wallpaper across from his tumbled bed.

'It's my birthday,' he finally realises. 'I'm seventy-six today. Where did it go?'

Climbing painfully from a sore mattress, standing in striped pyjamas by the window, Jim stares gardenwards. There's much too be done. Later. Much later. These days it's all weed killing, backache and wishes. Outside in the sunrise garden roses are already awake, clematis climbs like a growing child and all the border marigolds are on fire.

'It's my birthday.'

Next door's dog barks. A cat scales a glass sharp wall and drops beside its shadow under an apple tree, stalking anxious sparrows with the first sun. Under the broken birdhouse a mouse plays with a nibble of yesterday's bread. Shadows shrink in bright shyness against all the garden fences and the last star melts into dawnrise. There's heat in the breathless August day already.

Jimmy Brennan, seventy-six, sitting in his kitchen. Silent. The house, holding its breath around him, the roof heavy and oven baked. Jim's thick veined hands brush toast crumbs from the plastic tabletop and when he moves his faded slippered feet dust dances giddily on the sun patched carpet. He listens to the awakening of the new day: the clock on the dresser ticks hurriedly and the letter box snaps awake.

Jim walks to the hall and picks up bills and ads that promise discounts and holidays abroad. Jim has never been out of Ireland, never crossed the sea. His tired eyes examine the envelopes at arm's length. There are no birthday cards to sigh over - these days who would know?

Returning to the familiar kitchen he slides a knife along his letters, slitting out their folded information. It's better than nothing. Even if the electricity is red and overdue. At least, they keep in touch. No longer absorbed in his letter opening task Jim looks at the sunlight shining blindly on his glazed, brown teapot and then, laying the bad news aside for later, he pours more lukewarm tea. He sits and thinks about birthdays back then. Cakes and ale, songs and celebrations and the long dead who cared. Back when.

~Chapter 2~

'Time flies,' he says.

He's talking to himself most days - who else will listen? Up in the still shadowed parlour a clock chimes the hour and Jim rises tiredly and prepares to face the day. When he turns on the wireless the news assaults his soul. The world is littered with dead children and pain. Bad news amuses while the ad men slip in a jingle. The world has gone mad with cruelty and nobody seems to have noticed. He turns a dial and foreign voices cackle urgently in the ether. Talking violence in tongues, telling of the rapes of children, no doubt. The media loves abusing the innocent with their excited updates and urgently breaking stories. It was different back then. It seemed quieter and children could play on the streets. Back when.

Ring- a- ring- a- rosy! Jim smiles and finds Mozart and the morning is saved by Cherubino. Then he dresses and walks, cane and cloth cap, to the front door and checks the windows and the bolts and all's secure. When the nighttime house creaks with its own age, Jim thinks of burglars and imagined violations and trembles in case they invade him.

What a world!

Jim swings open the front door and sees Ellen Kelly stands there, smiling like sunlight.

'Happy birthday, Jim.'

No longer astonished, Jim smiles back and sighs because Ellen isn't really there.

Ellen Kelly, fourteen last week. He's been seeing Ellen a lot lately. She walked behind him all the way to the hushed library yesterday and when he sat to rest in Carolyn Park she was standing under a tree, waiting in its shade.

'I didn't forget,' Ellen says.
'I know, I know.'
'Will you come out to play?'
'I can't Ellen. You're dead.'

The sun slides down the street and settles on Jim's house and Ellen fades like a startled shadow.

'Poor Ellen,' Jim whispers sadly. 'My poor dead darling.'

Jim avoids the supermarket. It's too complicated. Grim checkout people urgent to get home. Kids breathing asthma. Babes bawling immediate needs. Bald headed young men pushing forward, rings in their ears, rape in their shiftless eyes. Never stare back. Girls demanding more. Car parks cluttered with stress earned money. Housewives hurrying, car exhausts, liberated women with little freedom. The exhaustion of super markets and too much choice. Too big, too modern. Too lonely for Jim.

~Chapter 3~

He goes to smaller stores, chats with familiar people and gets milk and eggs and a small loaf of fresh bread. Further along, outside the charity shop, Mrs Barret from number twenty-nine nods an inquisitive greeting.

'How are you keeping?' she asks, looking past him at the bargains in the window.
'Grand, thank God. Yourself?'
'Couldn't be better.'

Life is strangled with polite lies.

Jim walks home through the heating streets towards sanctuary at seventy six.

In his armchair in the parlour looking out on the road. Hearing the parlour's ten time chime and the long day stretching ahead like a dreadful eternity. The terror of ten a.m. Nothing to do and outside bright girls hurry through the morning, sun on their heads, time on their hands. Feet clattering, black tights, skirts just short of sin. Making promises.

I'm glad I'm not young anymore.

Jim despises this time of day. Already too hot for the garden and nothing to fill the mind until making something at lunchtime. Light sustenance for the long afternoon lengthening drearily ahead like an empty road going nowhere. Jim tries to read but even in glasses the words are a blur.

'Ellen,' he whispers and her name rings in his head like a tolling bell.

Ellen Kelly, Kelly Ellen, Kellen Nelly.

Jim plays with her. His eyes close. He becomes delirious with dreaming and hears distantly the brass handle under the Brassoed letterbox clattering once. Jim shuffles down the hall and when he cautiously opens the wide door Ellen is there, fifteen and lovely, framed in the sun like a miracle. Ellen Kelly, budding with womanhood and childfresh happiness.

'Will you not come out to play, Jim?'

From behind, a different ghost in the dark hallway, Jim's mother, smiling.

'He's got to do some shopping for me, Ellen dear.'

Jim, sixteen, between women, inter Ellen's, adolescently happy.

'I'll come along with you, then,' Ellen, always agreeable.
'We'll go to the shops together. If that's all right?
Mother agrees, loving neighbour Ellen like the daughter her grey age longs for.
'Of course it's all right with me, darling.'

Jim and Ellen walking down the path with mama at the door, waving like a mother, waiting until they are beyond the gate, forever worrying about crossing roads and unsuspected illnesses. Tuberculosis, Pneumonia. Polio. Measles. Mumps. You name it. Young people often died young back then.

~Chapter 4~

Jim and Ellen, heads tilted, magnetic affection drawing them closer, talking, laughing, a pair apart from others. In love. Ellen's raven hair curling around her tiny, elfin ears. Ellen, quiet and reliable as the moon.

'Will you love me forever?' Jim asks.
'Forever and ever,' Ellen assures, squeezing his hand.

On the way back they short cut thorough the August woods. A long short cut. Still talking, their words tumbling like thistledown on the hot butterflied silence. In the deep green they settle in shade and kiss among fernleafs, innocently. They kissed like that for years.

Life, a summer holiday until seventeen. Then. Jim goes to Cork with his father. A business trip. Magnificent Cork and boat bobbing, cathedraled Cobh and then the Metropole Hotel. Swanky. Dinner and desserts. Black ties, brown cigars. Gin and tonic with a twist of lemon. Now Cork is always dry gin and a twist in Jim's fading memory. Bitter lemon.

Jim with father's friends. A party and the talcum smell of sex. Dad leaves early with a friend. Dad feels only half married. Winking a man's signal. Permission to sin. A bird in the bush.

Jim dancing until dawn with necklace and pearls. Back at her oak roomed upstairs house she says her parents are away and Jim is still not sober.

'Let me help you to bed,' he says, learning the rules of the game and when to cheat.

Sixteen Ellen smelled of love and roses. This girl is twenty and slick with gin. Pearls in her ears, stones in her heart. Bath naked she drips rich. Jim falls into her and is devoured. Ellen, sweetest sixteen, gave him everything except that. Her tended flesh is reserved for the marriage bed. Jim wanted more. Pearls before swine.

Mea culpa, Ellen -mea maxima culpa!

The blonde one came to Dublin with the snow, passion pursuing Jim all grown up and knowing. Blood on snow. Seventeen Ellen, discarded, like a toy wound down, broken and useless.

'Don't you want me anymore?'
'No.'

Tears on Ellen's bitten lips. Eyes red with pain. Soul seared. Ellen goodbye.

'No. I don't want you.'

Jim brave and final, cruel as winter. Abandoned Ellen, quietly waiting for him to mature. Next year he took the pearly girl away. Holidaying. Not even saying goodbye to pale Ellen, eighteen and alone with sickness teasing her young pink lungs, her heart dark with love. Ellen's innocence like petals blowing on grass, dancing redly away. Crowns of thorns for Ellen's virgin bridehood. Veils of tears.

~Chapter 5~

Ellen ill.

On Jim's return his mother greets him with rubbing, folded fingers. Wet cheeks.

'Poor Ellen,' mama whispers.

Respect for the dead.

Jim matures. Instantly.

Too late.

Ellen's black blood on her spitting lips. The flowers on her grave stiff in frost. Brown leaves tumbling, flying wildly in the frozen air, reburying her. No more warm kisses and a heart soaring with love. Ellen nineteen, never twenty. Mama behind the coffin, mama in her own maternal grave. And rain for fifty long years and more, after that.

My darling gone for evermore!

Clock chime. Ding. One. Ding. Two. Et Cetera.

Jim struggles from a dream speaking her name into the listening shadows.

'Ellen?

The pitch dark shadows silent as lovewords from dead mouths. Marble graveyard lips, cold as stone. Ivy and moss. Memories haunting his present. Jim shivers and steps into the window sun. Rubs his thick veined hands. Prays. Then he makes lunch. Tomatoes and ham. He dreams the evening away - half out of life. On the radio a woman sings Four Last Songs. You don't have to know the language.

Such sweet sorrow. Who said that?

Later, a seat in the garden looking towards the singing sunset. There is nothing to see except blackbirds and sparrows; nothing to hear except the noise of butterflies' wings.

Even later, the clock in the parlour chimes twelve heartbeats. Night comes hot and bothered.Climbing into an empty bed, Jim turns off the sidelight and watches the shadows huddling against the floral wallpaper. Stars look in at his greying face. A hot August moon in the open window. Soft as silence, quiet as apple blossoms falling, gentle as Ellen's dimpled smile. Ellen's same sad glad smile standing there by his bed. Faithful Ellen, waiting.

'Do you want me now?'
Yes! Dear sweet God - yes!
He says 'I can play now, Ellen, If you like. I'm finally, properly dead.'
'I'm glad. I've been waiting for such a long time!'

Jim rising from his bed, leaving his seventy-six years between the laundered sheets. Soaring through the moonlight with Ellen in his arms, the pair of them shooting like comets into Eternity while the clock in the parlour stops.

Forever and forever.

~~Sweet story from A.J.McKenna~~

What a Friday

Another Friday…

I flipped through my little calendar and was taken aback with the upcoming events that will surely squeeze off all my brain juice, energy, spirit and my little precious enthusiasm towards my college’s life. For the next three weeks, I will have to work hard for my Moral Quiz, Moral Presentation, Economics Presentation, IELTS Exam, and finally 4 days of Semester One Exam. Accounting Studies, English Studies, Economics Studies, Moral, Mathematics, and Psychology. Phew…by looking at those stacks of notes and homework, I feel it is not going to be so easy to pass through all the challenges that are awaiting me in the coming future. Work hard, work hard and work hard; I keep on ushering myself to put more and more efforts on SAM, a course that I had decided to accept at the end of May. From the moment my accepted JPA’s offer, I knew I will have to bear the responsibility of my future on my shoulder. Whether I can succeed or not, I knew it is depends on how much effort I had put in it. Studying at Taylor’s was like investing ourselves in the stock market which was full of uncertainty and quite often, it is always fluctuates. Every time a test comes, we have to study hard to get “satisfaction” marks which can help to reduce the burden we need to bear at the final year exam as the final marks of those subjects are accumulated from the tests, quizzes, assignments that we had done. Haiz...so sad~~T.T

~The very first time ice-skating with housemates(lack of one "kaki")~


Luckily~ those heavy loads didn’t oppress me too much as I still can find myself some beautiful scenes, funny stuffs, and a few entertainments to relax myself. Listening to music is one of the sources that I can use, and usually I would like to sing out loud in my little K-box, until all my stress was fully released~~It is a very good way of expressing my feeling..Woohoo~~fun!!!!!!!!!!I think one gulp of cold, fizzy soft drink would be the best enjoyment while singing!!

~HAPPY FRIDAY~=P

别是一般滋味在心头

曾经。。我很讨厌写作文。

 

文体、文笔、段落、章节、开头、结尾，老师都很讲究。只要稍微不谨慎些、懒惰些，粗心地遗漏了一个，那。。。等待我们的，就是一长篇烦躁枯萎的"唠叨"经，东念念~西评评~老师的"狮子吼"，有时还真的会使我们耳鸣。呜呜呜~~~

 

曾经。。我很喜欢踩着单车去踏青。

 

和哥儿们--成群结队跑到矿湖去垂钓，到水沟旁挖蝌蚪，到学校的篮球场打场漂亮的篮球，到草场踢踢没规则的足球。。呼啦呼啦地，一天就过了。

和姐妹们--这儿逛，那儿狂。在学校里玩跳绳，看看谁跳得高、而谁又翻筋斗翻得厉害。。玩得不亦乐乎。家家酒，我们不削；洋娃娃，凉在一边。姐妹们，嘻嘻哈哈玩整天。

 

现在。。哥儿们各飞他处，有些长高了、有些变帅了、有些发福了，有些甚至已断了音讯。姐妹们也各奔西东了，有些变美了、有些变瘦了、有些变白了，但也有些不见了。。不知所终。。。

 

庆幸的是，虽然已经很久很久没碰面了，偶然的碰面，我们还是认出了对方。还会送上真诚的微笑，细细地寒酸几句。若有空，还会互相联络联络，偶尔出来喝喝茶、品品茗。真好！！！

 

劳燕分飞，大家已往自己的方向发展。

东、南、西、北

都有各位朋友的足迹。。。

往事已成回忆。。。

现实的世界依然继续往前走，从未为任何人停留过。

生活还是持续着。。。枯燥乏味！！

 

现在。。。

 

你又想起某个夏天

热闹海岸线

记忆中的那个少年

骄傲的宣言

伸出双手就能拥抱全世界

相信所有的梦想一定会实现

一切看起来都不会太遥远

转眼之间过了几年

轻浮的语言都已经慢慢沉淀

即使难免会变得更加洗练

我们不曾妥协

那是我们都回不去的从前

幸好还可以坚持当时的信念

世界尝试改变

当初的那个少年

那是我们都回不去的从前

当你站在那个夏天的海岸线

我们还是心里面

那个偏执的少年

 

~~想念的心情持续不断，剪不断，理还乱；是离愁，别是一般滋味在心头。~~

Happy Journey For Deepavali~=)

This is my very first time sitting in The Web and doing my blog!! I never thought that one day, i would be sitting here and update my blog page as I used to spend quite a long time to write my lengthy and sometimes can be considered as redundant "essay".Haha~~ =P

What I want to leave at here for today is I will be going home today..hmmm..more specifically, I only have two and a half hours at Kuala Lumpur before I go back to my hometown to celebrate Deepavali festival with my Indian friends in Taiping!! Yoohoo~~~I love Deepavali as first, it allows me to have a few days holidays (even though it is not enough for us to fully celebrate the festival), secondly, I will have a chance to eat various kind of Indian food and dishes during this celebration!! Haha~~so nice and cool!!!!! Just imagine I will have a chance to swallow all my neighbours Muruku, biscuits, "Tosai", "Iddli" with chicken curry, plus a jug of orange juice!!Woohoo~~my salivary gland started to excrete the enzyme and I feel more hungry and excited now!!!!!!! Ahaha~~ I really fond of those kind of food in some way!!(^O^) YUmmy!! Yummy!!

However, I really wondered how could I caught a cold without any notice? What I mean is I didn't put myself in a condition where I can easily get a cold, such circumstances includes bathing for a long time with cold water especially during morning time, or I didn't get myself wet in rain! So I really hate this symptom came without any warning, and I had suffered from it started from yesterday night!! Arghhhh... I wish it will not get worse, or else I guarantee to you that it will affect my mood of having my holidays in the next few days~~I wish~~I wish~~

WEll~~well~~it's time for me to end this "essay"
as it is almost time for me to go out and have some food~as I really do not want to endure the pain of gastric all along the journey back to home, because the time required for the bus to bring me home consume around 4 hours~~T.T so sad, but by the mean time, I will have my nap to reduce the boredom of sitting in a still place for a long journey!! Okay, have to stop! See Ya~~

~HAPPY JOURNEY BACK TO TAIPING~HOME SWEET HOME~=)

Resonance in Affection

Yup, I found something that was interesting from the paper tsunami occurred early in this morning. Well..it was actually a poem, "Offerings" created by Hilary Tham. Let me show you this, because it somehow made me reflected back the incidents that happened on me and people around me.

~Offerings~

I came to you at sunrise
With silvery dew on sleeping lotus
Sparkling in my gay hands;
You put my flowers in the sun.

I danced to you at midday
With bright rain tree blooms
Flaming in my ardent arms;
You dropped my blossoms in the pond.

I crept to you at sunset
With pale lilac orchids
Trembling on my uncertain lips;
You shredded my petals in the sand.

I strode to you at midnight
With gravel hard and cold
Clenched in my bitter fists;
You offered me your hybrid orchids,
And I crushed them in my despair.

by Hilary Tham

I felt very pity of the guy who tried hard to confess his love to the girl he loved, yet his effort seems to be useless, especially when the girl treated him in someway that hurt him a lot. Well...I admitted that I was totally an outsider in the topic of any affection that bonded between a guy and a girl. But at least I know, it is not only girls can behave like that, somehow, guys also will act like that when they confront with girls. Haiz...a person like me should not touch on such topic, because..haha...a nerdy still remains as a nerdy wherever we go..haha!!

But, I really wonder, if one day when one side wants to achieve resonance with the other side, what will they do to accomplish that task?? How would they do to get closer and be so consonance? Aha~what a complicated topic!

Questions:
1) Do you think 1 sided love would be better than nothing at all?
2) How do you pursue someone that you like?

=) Happy day!! Nerdy is still working hard for her exam....

Paper Tsunami

Piles of papers were stacked aside by me since last few weeks and till now, it had accumulated like a huge and messy hillock beside my desk. The paper itself was fine, but if the whole stacks of paper were stuffed aside arbitrarily, it will cause lots of trouble to us. Let us imagine, if you put the stacks of paper beside your desk and without something that hold the paper while somehow you become so stupid and absent-minded, switch on the fan with the highest speed, what would you think will happen in the next few minutes? Yes!!It will really really piss you off to the peak of Mount.Himalaya when you see all your papers flinging ahead of you and scattering in every corner of your room. Argh....If the papers is properly arranged and put according to the subjects, it would not be a problem for me to search for the paper that i want. And if the papers were put nicely in the folders, it would not distract me when i see it as well.

Hence, I decided to sort out all the papers accordingly and put it nicely in the MOST....proper place for them. I had my expanding file with me, so I will use it as a medium to store all the papers that accumulated day by day since i started my college life. Well...usually, the work of arranging and sorting those papers is not a heavy task for me, nevertheless, after a strong blew from my fan, it became so..troublesome and complicated!! I spent extra time to rearrange that piles of paper, grouping them according to the subjects, sorting it by date and topics, and filing them in the most suitable file..Hoho..what a great task for me!!

Finally, the paper hill that distracted me for so long disappeared just in a couple of hours and the paper tsunami that caused me to search and recollect my paper from every single corner of my room subsided. Ha ha...=)

Fragment of memory code 280909031009

Albee's brain system, also known as the BL's system had undergone severe damage since last Monday due to an invasion of Alzheimer's virus which destroy the memory space and database of the system. The system is currently under construction and fragmentation of the memory remained in the system had been successfully extracted from the memory chip.

The report is as followed:

--280909, MONDAY--

"I feel very nervous, extremely worry about the oral test that is going to be held tomorrow. I didn't know that the test already brought forward and I didn't prepare myself for the test. Ooh gosh~what should I do now??arghhhh...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"

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--290909, TUESDAY--

"Woohoo~I really admired Ms.Jess so much!!!! Love her!!!Haha...the story goes like this: Ms.Jess distributed our second class test paper to us, and glad to say, I scored full marks in the test!!!Yoohoo~~~my effort finally worked out!!So glad and sooooo..happy!!And I think most of our classmates also got very high marks, cheers for them. This is a good base for us to score a good grade in our final exam. I hope everything is fine and run smooth in the future,and yet I know, life is not a bed of roses, there might be something hidden waiting ahead for us to explore it and conquered it as well.

Secondly, the oral test that I afraid the most...ahha!!I was upset with this event, it had postponed!!!!What a great shock!!!!!!!!!!!I forced myself last night to digest all the material, and now, you said to me that it had postponed to next week~~Waaaaa.......lao...eh.....okay, i will make it clear! I am not blaming anyone, just I can't believe that it had postponed!I thought I can relax myself and celebrate the moon cake festival without worrying about the test..haiz...so sad....xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "

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--300909, WEDNESDAY--

"Almost all my housemates were tested for their speeches today. Even though all of us are not fluent English speakers, but I saw my friends spoke very well when they were tested by Ms.Nadia. I saw them went to the same place, sit on the same seat and tested by the same teacher, and at that moment, I saw the determination on their face and the strong support between us, I felt safe and no longer nervous or worry about the test, because I know, if my classmates can do it very well, why not me too? Was there any different between us??We are human, and we are also gals. We should have some same features between us in some way, right? So I can do it as well!!I believe I can!=)xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "

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--011009, THURSDAY --

"I was reflecting back the incident happened yesterday. Still having the shock from the natural disaster happened at overseas. Indonesia earthquake...Casa Subang experienced the aftershock from Sumatra. I was having my dinner during that time, and Hui Hui was busy watching TV beside me, while Shang Qi was fighting with her cooking utensils and raw materials for her dinner in the kitchen. Everyone was doing their own stuff peacefully until....'Dum''dum''dum',one of my housemate rushed out from her room and asked:"do you all feel that the unit is shaking??I felt dizzy." Everyone stared at her and silent.... then, sound broke out...and started from that moment, all of us bumped out from the seats and shouted for everyone to run to the ground floor. I felt like we were chasing by some kind of monster behind us when I saw people ran like mad, Woohoo~~you know what I was doing??Ahaha~sarcastically, I ran down the stairs for the first few minutes and then I started to walk with Hui Hui and Wan Yu when we were at the P1 floor. Jen asked us:"Are you all go for a stroll now?? So relax.."Haha~~I realized that I should run rather than walk, but then, I don't know why, we prefer to walk rather than run, maybe somehow in our mind, we knew that something bad was not going to happen...well..at least will not happen for now..how optimistic are we..xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"

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--021009, FRIDAY--

"Yuuhuu~~I love Friday!!! But not this Friday, because we had our Malaysian Studies final exam today! Well~~we ended our class at 1pm, but we had to wait till 3pm in order to sit for the exam. And I used the time in between to swallow the content of the notes given by Mr.Ari. Long live, Mr Ari Om!! All your notes were simple and short, yet not detailed enough to know the exact events. However, I still managed to answer the questions given, even though some of the questions were quite...twisting...hahaha....anyhow, the exam had ended, and we need not to worry about it anymore. Lets put all the facts gazette in the books aside and have fun
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--031009, SATURDAY-- {memory low, system reconfigured.}

"Ahha~~my weekend!! I love to cook during weekends as I had my time with me. So, today I cooked for myself and Hui Hui a pot of porridge. Woohoo~~a successful porridge with nice fragrant and texture. I am not bluffing, it is true!! Hui Hui gave me a big clap for my masterpiece. Well, the materials needed for the porridge are easy to get. Carrots, Japanese cucumbers, potatoes, rice, 1 cube of chicken stock, salt, pepper, mono sodium glutamate or we usually known as gourmet powder and water. That's all for the ingredients and materials for the porridge. Hahahaha....I spent all the afternoon doing my financial statement and balance day adjustments, and finished all my homework straight away!!I felt relieved after that!!Then, at night, i didn't know what I was doing, but I knew that I chatted with one friend for the whole night and finally I realized that we were crapping for the whole night!!So cool, broke my record for chatting so long......xxxxxxxxxxxxx"

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