Today we SM3 students witness two basketball games in Eton Hall. I was in one of the games. That was a game between Group 4 and Group 8. The game was more than wonderful, but a little fierce. Both of the teams see highly of the game. We all want to win this game.
The game started at 6:30 punctually. Our first three are Xiaodong, Steven and me. We all do our best to do offense and defence. Our strategy is mainly a strategy of center. I was honorly assigned to be the center. The game went on so fast that got out of our control. First half, we were 4 points behind.During the first half , all of us lost most of energy.
Then came the second half. The game was even more fierce than the first half.Unfortunately, I got my ankle sprained at about 10 minutes left.But I pretend ed that nothing had happened after a terrible scream. We were too tired in the second half and I even felt my legs nearly cramping.At last, Xiaodong's leg cramped severely. Finally I asked the referee to end the game.
The whole game went on in a high pace, and there was something wrong with our strategy.However, the referee is the one to blame.It is obvious that the judges were very poor.He missed more than 60% of the fouls. He acted so stupid which made me wonder whether does he know basketball rules!
After this, I suddenly realised that it is just a game.And it is life.
March 31, 2009
March 30, 2009
Kungfu Panda(Yap)
It was after midnight that I watched this movie. All of my roommates had drifted off, and thus deep silence was surrounding me. The attracting plot, moving dialogues and fantastic scenes made me lose the sense of time. An excellent movie, indeed. Many words and scenes touched me and made me contemplate involuntarily.
“Nothing is impossible.” “There’re no accidents.” Plain words imply profound philosophy. Just believe everything may happen. And prepare for it. If truth be told, I really believe in destiny. That’s why people are born different. No one can change his destiny. Notwithstanding, we can choose to perform our egos to the best on our way to the destiny. And there are no destined losers. If one’s destiny knocks him down, his destiny must pick him up again, because no one knocks himself down.
Teamwork. I was amazed that I thought of this word. Strange but sensible. It is strange because the whole movie does not have this word or words related. “That is why you trained us.” Tigress said, and then followed the scenes that the Five went to intercept Tai Lung. Thanks to the sacrifice of the five, the teamwork is formed. In this team against Tai Lung, Panda PO acts as “dragon warrior”, the master as “dragon warrior” trainer, and the Five as fighters to delay Tai Lung in order to get enough time for the former two to achieve their destiny. Perfect teamwork not only brings success but also makes every of them learn the true meaning of life.
“There are no secret ingredients.” The only factor that can inspire your full potential is yourself. Everyone is special and irreplaceable. That’s why panda wins finally. He knows that he is “the” big fat panda, not “a” big fat panda.
Finally, I want to talk about the aesthetic scenes of this movie. The first one is when Wugui vanishes. Peach blossom is wafted towards Wugui by the breeze and surrounds him. Then his body begins to disappear from the bottom. He died, but keeps alive with the nature, a part of nature. His spirit motivates the Master to believe in Panda PO and strive for peace. The second one is the last scene. The peach seed that was tossed by the Master spouts two green lovely leaves, which symbolizes that new vigor has been injected into the valley.
A wonderful night with Kungfu Panda!
“Nothing is impossible.” “There’re no accidents.” Plain words imply profound philosophy. Just believe everything may happen. And prepare for it. If truth be told, I really believe in destiny. That’s why people are born different. No one can change his destiny. Notwithstanding, we can choose to perform our egos to the best on our way to the destiny. And there are no destined losers. If one’s destiny knocks him down, his destiny must pick him up again, because no one knocks himself down.
Teamwork. I was amazed that I thought of this word. Strange but sensible. It is strange because the whole movie does not have this word or words related. “That is why you trained us.” Tigress said, and then followed the scenes that the Five went to intercept Tai Lung. Thanks to the sacrifice of the five, the teamwork is formed. In this team against Tai Lung, Panda PO acts as “dragon warrior”, the master as “dragon warrior” trainer, and the Five as fighters to delay Tai Lung in order to get enough time for the former two to achieve their destiny. Perfect teamwork not only brings success but also makes every of them learn the true meaning of life.
“There are no secret ingredients.” The only factor that can inspire your full potential is yourself. Everyone is special and irreplaceable. That’s why panda wins finally. He knows that he is “the” big fat panda, not “a” big fat panda.
Finally, I want to talk about the aesthetic scenes of this movie. The first one is when Wugui vanishes. Peach blossom is wafted towards Wugui by the breeze and surrounds him. Then his body begins to disappear from the bottom. He died, but keeps alive with the nature, a part of nature. His spirit motivates the Master to believe in Panda PO and strive for peace. The second one is the last scene. The peach seed that was tossed by the Master spouts two green lovely leaves, which symbolizes that new vigor has been injected into the valley.
A wonderful night with Kungfu Panda!
An amazing beginning for F1 (Jega)
I have been waiting for several months and now the new Formula One 2009 season begins. Unfortunately, no TV live is available in our room , so I have to go to NUS on weekends with my computer. I have known that according to the test result, the new Brawn GP is leading and Ferrari still has a lot of work to do. Anyway, no fans will doubt the strength of the famous team. Therefore, I still look forward to a good result in the coming Austrilian Grand Prix.
But the result of exercise and the qualifying laps doesn't make me optimistic any more. I happen to see Ferrari has already lost its leading position. Many small teams make a great improvement and they even have advantages over Ferrari. I just deeply lose myself in thought. What will happen tomorrow? Could the situation become even worse? We have got used to the custom that F1 is the fight of the big teams like Ferrari , Mclaren and BMW. How come that the big teams fall behind and the small teams take the leadership?
On sunday, I just get ready for the online signal when the race begins. Ferrari takes advantage of the KERS and get a good start. While, the good condition doesn't last long when the tyres do not work as expected. Then, the cars become slower and slower, the rank gets lower and lower. Maybe when Massa quit the race for mechanic failures, I just feel freshing. I can finally get away from the disappointing race. Yet, the whole team should take a review of the race and find the reason, the problem. I will always be for them and give my best wishes to them. Good luck for the next races.
(YAP) Paper Works
Two of my roommates are making paper roses by themselves to send to their beloved ones or those they care about in China. I got one and put this special green paper rose at a most conspicuous place on my desk. Sometimes I look at it thinking how much love has been put into it, which finally reminds me of my paper works that once were given to others.
I made my first birthday card to a friend of mine when I was still an eighth grader. His birthday that year was right after we became desk mates, while we had already been very close friends then. So to make a birthday card for him was more like a ceremony for celebrating our closer relationship. I prepared more than two weeks making dehydrated flowers. With elaborately chosen ribbons and other decorations I completed something I called perfect. It was not surprising that he turned out to be moved and his compliment stimulated me to "manufacture" more and more cards (neither of which were the same, of course). So subsequently I made everyone of my good friends birthday card as an attachment to their gifts; however those lovely paper works were their favorite, for they were unique, they were out of my hands and they were full of love.
No more than two years later I gave up this habit to curb the expected monotony of repeating. Much to my disappointment, I never find a better way to express how special my friends mean to me afterwards. And I am wondering if they still keep those paper birthday cards as well. That’s why I am now putting forward the paper rose in front of me. Meanwhile, I hope those who will receive the paper works could cherish the pure beautiful friendship from my roommates. In regard of me, to walk down memory lane is also a kind of happiness anyway.
learning time: "white man" can sometimes mean the person we can rely on because he or she is honest.
I made my first birthday card to a friend of mine when I was still an eighth grader. His birthday that year was right after we became desk mates, while we had already been very close friends then. So to make a birthday card for him was more like a ceremony for celebrating our closer relationship. I prepared more than two weeks making dehydrated flowers. With elaborately chosen ribbons and other decorations I completed something I called perfect. It was not surprising that he turned out to be moved and his compliment stimulated me to "manufacture" more and more cards (neither of which were the same, of course). So subsequently I made everyone of my good friends birthday card as an attachment to their gifts; however those lovely paper works were their favorite, for they were unique, they were out of my hands and they were full of love.
No more than two years later I gave up this habit to curb the expected monotony of repeating. Much to my disappointment, I never find a better way to express how special my friends mean to me afterwards. And I am wondering if they still keep those paper birthday cards as well. That’s why I am now putting forward the paper rose in front of me. Meanwhile, I hope those who will receive the paper works could cherish the pure beautiful friendship from my roommates. In regard of me, to walk down memory lane is also a kind of happiness anyway.
learning time: "white man" can sometimes mean the person we can rely on because he or she is honest.
The visit to Pulau Ubin(ML)
The recess week has been the past tense but the memory of the visit can be the future tense.
In fact, the Pulau Ubin is quite far from Eton Hall. It almost takes us about one and half hours to get there. Thinking back to the transportation that we take, I find that we almost take every type of the transportation. Firstly we walk to the MRT station. Then we take the underground and go on with the bus. Finally we use the boat to get on that island. In addition, we spend most of the day riding bike there. Although we don’t take the plane, we still many planes fly in the sky which we say they come back to China.
The most exciting and memorable part is riding the bike. I have never before so it is quite fresh to me. When the wind passes by, the sound gives you the sense of freedom and youth. When we shout on the road and seaside, when we laugh across the forest, when we ride bike by bike, when we strech arms to greet the wind, I feel that it is so good to be young. It is the youth’s right to be crazy. Something can be only done in the youth. It is so nice to do crazy things with the one who has the same thought.
The trip is full of laughter and excitement. I can not say I will remember it forever and ever but I know that when I ride the bike again, when I come to the seaside again, when I feel depressed, I will think of the trip with the smile. At last I want to say thank you to all your guys for giving me the special memory.
In fact, the Pulau Ubin is quite far from Eton Hall. It almost takes us about one and half hours to get there. Thinking back to the transportation that we take, I find that we almost take every type of the transportation. Firstly we walk to the MRT station. Then we take the underground and go on with the bus. Finally we use the boat to get on that island. In addition, we spend most of the day riding bike there. Although we don’t take the plane, we still many planes fly in the sky which we say they come back to China.
The most exciting and memorable part is riding the bike. I have never before so it is quite fresh to me. When the wind passes by, the sound gives you the sense of freedom and youth. When we shout on the road and seaside, when we laugh across the forest, when we ride bike by bike, when we strech arms to greet the wind, I feel that it is so good to be young. It is the youth’s right to be crazy. Something can be only done in the youth. It is so nice to do crazy things with the one who has the same thought.
The trip is full of laughter and excitement. I can not say I will remember it forever and ever but I know that when I ride the bike again, when I come to the seaside again, when I feel depressed, I will think of the trip with the smile. At last I want to say thank you to all your guys for giving me the special memory.
my early memories (08) (ML)(1)
When I was writing my 4th essay—one of my earliest memories, I also came up with another several.
I think it was a cold winter day when I was 5 for 6 years old,I did not want to go to the kindergarten and was also not quite myself that day. i might have caught a cold, so mum gave me a thermometer to take my temperature.5 minites later,I got the thermomerter out .
“Hope that I am having a fever,but what should I do if the temperature is not high enough?”must sort out a way to make the temperature higher.guess what happened,I saw the heating radiator .so I put the thermometer on the radiator ,several seconds later, mum called me to take out of the thermometer.she was shocked when she saw temperature was more that 44 degree,then she toug hed my head ,which was not that hot.
“When was the thermometer broken?”mum wondered,
“I don’t know,is it broken?why did you say so?”
“You temperature is more than 44 degree,you will be killed if you are 44degree!!” laughed mum.
“Ok,so~~” I was in a guilty conscience.
“GO to the medicine box to get another thermometer.”
“the thermometer was put on the radiator for too long! “murmured I walking to the medicine box.
so I put the second thermometer on the radiator for just 3 to 4 seconds before giving it to mum
“oh,my goodness,how do you feel now?”mum was really shocked this time when she saw the themometer.
“I have a headache and want to throw up”,
“you are having a fever. You must have caught a cold, I will get you some medicine. Don’t go to the kindergarten today.go to bed to have a sleep.”
So I went back to my room and played for a whole day like that and enjoyed myself very much that day.
I think it was a cold winter day when I was 5 for 6 years old,I did not want to go to the kindergarten and was also not quite myself that day. i might have caught a cold, so mum gave me a thermometer to take my temperature.5 minites later,I got the thermomerter out .
“Hope that I am having a fever,but what should I do if the temperature is not high enough?”must sort out a way to make the temperature higher.guess what happened,I saw the heating radiator .so I put the thermometer on the radiator ,several seconds later, mum called me to take out of the thermometer.she was shocked when she saw temperature was more that 44 degree,then she toug hed my head ,which was not that hot.
“When was the thermometer broken?”mum wondered,
“I don’t know,is it broken?why did you say so?”
“You temperature is more than 44 degree,you will be killed if you are 44degree!!” laughed mum.
“Ok,so~~” I was in a guilty conscience.
“GO to the medicine box to get another thermometer.”
“the thermometer was put on the radiator for too long! “murmured I walking to the medicine box.
so I put the second thermometer on the radiator for just 3 to 4 seconds before giving it to mum
“oh,my goodness,how do you feel now?”mum was really shocked this time when she saw the themometer.
“I have a headache and want to throw up”,
“you are having a fever. You must have caught a cold, I will get you some medicine. Don’t go to the kindergarten today.go to bed to have a sleep.”
So I went back to my room and played for a whole day like that and enjoyed myself very much that day.
March 29, 2009
A trip to Palau Ubin
Last Monday, our group have a trip to Pulau Ubin.
It was sunny that day,no cloud and no wind. It is said that the sun had shone Singapore vertically at 1am that day.
7:40 am, we went out of eton hall. About 10 o'clock , we got onto the island. During that time, we took an MRT to the EW4, then a Bus 2 to the terminal and finally got on the island by boat. The boat was very old, but the engine seemed to be very powerful. With the roar of the engine, the boat arrived the small island.We rent bicycles right after disembarking.
In my first sight of the island, it is green island which is covered by many kinds of plants.There was a seafood restsurant just at the disembarking point. I was happy to notice that one of the waiters was a Chinese woman from PRC.
There are two kinds of bicycles, one is the single one with two wheels, and the other is for two with three wheels.I was not surprised that all the bicycles are made in China.
The bicycle trip is a little bit difficult for the routine was not that flat.The road streched up and down. A part of it was even muddy.Thanks to the sunny day for not making it a nightmare.
At last , we gathered on the end of a 'trestle' something like a corridor extending into the sea.There we saw several aeroplanes taking off from the Changi Airport.That really recalled our homesick.How we wish that we were on of the planes! We shouted, we cried, we waved hands to the planes. It sseemed that we had totally release the press in the chests.
When going back to Eton Hall, ecerybody had worked out. However, the memory will last for my lifetime . It is the memory that will never fade.
It was sunny that day,no cloud and no wind. It is said that the sun had shone Singapore vertically at 1am that day.
7:40 am, we went out of eton hall. About 10 o'clock , we got onto the island. During that time, we took an MRT to the EW4, then a Bus 2 to the terminal and finally got on the island by boat. The boat was very old, but the engine seemed to be very powerful. With the roar of the engine, the boat arrived the small island.We rent bicycles right after disembarking.
In my first sight of the island, it is green island which is covered by many kinds of plants.There was a seafood restsurant just at the disembarking point. I was happy to notice that one of the waiters was a Chinese woman from PRC.
There are two kinds of bicycles, one is the single one with two wheels, and the other is for two with three wheels.I was not surprised that all the bicycles are made in China.
The bicycle trip is a little bit difficult for the routine was not that flat.The road streched up and down. A part of it was even muddy.Thanks to the sunny day for not making it a nightmare.
At last , we gathered on the end of a 'trestle' something like a corridor extending into the sea.There we saw several aeroplanes taking off from the Changi Airport.That really recalled our homesick.How we wish that we were on of the planes! We shouted, we cried, we waved hands to the planes. It sseemed that we had totally release the press in the chests.
When going back to Eton Hall, ecerybody had worked out. However, the memory will last for my lifetime . It is the memory that will never fade.
March 28, 2009
Our recess week is over （AW）
Yeah, our recess week is over. Maybe you have not enjoyed watching movies until two or three in the morning. Maybe you have not enjoyed playing computer games with your friends, forgetting to have your dinner. Maybe you have not enjoyed shopping because MOE have not sent our ‘salary’. But the fact is our recess week is over.
For studying, one week is quite a long time. However for our recess, one week is just two or three hours break after lunch. Even if this is short time, I could say I have enjoyed it. Not just playing with my friends, but also get something from my thinking.
At the first day of recess, our bridging course group went to Pulau Ubin, which is a small island locates on northeast of Singapore. We, 14 students, rode the whole day. Though there were two mates in our group did not know how to ride, it never disturbed our exciting. We rent two tandems and asked two good riders to lead them. It was no any problem, none of us was injured by accident. We had our picnic on the beach during our games on cards. After the whole day’s playing, we were all tired, many of us got asleep in the MRT back to our Eton Hall. However this activity has increased the relationship between us. As a group, we become more united and helpful to each other.
In the others day, I finished the things about math and C language because of the exam coming the next next Saturday. I also met two seniors, one majors in chemical and the other majors in mechanic, to get some information about my major. I decide to make chemical to be my first choice then common engineering. Now I can get rid of this painful determination.
However I wrote a letter to my parents, maybe a little surprised to you. It is so convenient to make a telephone, why do I choose this primitive way? Calling is so quick that causes you don’t know what you will say when you hold your mobile. Writing is a good method which summons the words from your heart. Though before science lesson on Friday, I spent 30 minutes posting it because of queue, I think it is worth.
New phase is a new start. Come on, everyone. Don’t forget our dreams, living with them everyday!
For studying, one week is quite a long time. However for our recess, one week is just two or three hours break after lunch. Even if this is short time, I could say I have enjoyed it. Not just playing with my friends, but also get something from my thinking.
At the first day of recess, our bridging course group went to Pulau Ubin, which is a small island locates on northeast of Singapore. We, 14 students, rode the whole day. Though there were two mates in our group did not know how to ride, it never disturbed our exciting. We rent two tandems and asked two good riders to lead them. It was no any problem, none of us was injured by accident. We had our picnic on the beach during our games on cards. After the whole day’s playing, we were all tired, many of us got asleep in the MRT back to our Eton Hall. However this activity has increased the relationship between us. As a group, we become more united and helpful to each other.
In the others day, I finished the things about math and C language because of the exam coming the next next Saturday. I also met two seniors, one majors in chemical and the other majors in mechanic, to get some information about my major. I decide to make chemical to be my first choice then common engineering. Now I can get rid of this painful determination.
However I wrote a letter to my parents, maybe a little surprised to you. It is so convenient to make a telephone, why do I choose this primitive way? Calling is so quick that causes you don’t know what you will say when you hold your mobile. Writing is a good method which summons the words from your heart. Though before science lesson on Friday, I spent 30 minutes posting it because of queue, I think it is worth.
New phase is a new start. Come on, everyone. Don’t forget our dreams, living with them everyday!
Weeping for Happiness (Lugg. 7)
Yesterday afternoon, I happened to see a sentence stating that the city of Hangzhou has been weeping for Haizi for three days. I was curious about that and asked my classmate who wrote down the poetic term about the meaning of it. Immediately after he told me the fact that Hangzhou has been raining for three days, I got the idea and shared empathy with him.
Thanks to him, I remembered it was the anniversary of the death of Haizi, the famous modern poet. It was on March 26, 1989 that Haizi committed suicide on the rail track, ending his youth, brilliance and poetry as the train passed by. I’ve no idea where his soul was taken to, neither did I care. He might have fulfilled his fantastic dream by reaching the ideal state above the heaven.
All I know about the weird poet is his well-known poem which I learnt in high school. “From tomorrow on, I will be a happy man.” The word “happy” is such frequently mentioned every day that we even feel nothing special on hearing it. Nevertheless, how many of us can, with complete confidence, claim that “I am doing what makes me happy”. Probably you will think twice before you conclude that. Does taking with a smile on face means happy, or why we do so is merely because we’ve formed the habit? Perhaps no one dares to say he’s absolutely happy.
I’ve been into trains and tracks since my first experience of taking a train more than a decade ago. I don’t know whether Haizi liked them, but in my opinion, if he must leave the world, it’s wiser to choose there. With the railway running parallel to the boundary of your visual world, your mind will also wander following your inner consciousness to the most central part of your heaven. The marching train resembles your life, with passengers off and on. There are some travelers who cover the whole journey, but you do want to get rid of them for long. On the other hand, one or two passers get off the train before you realize how much they mean to you. You are in full speed during some interval, while you drag yourself forward a little at a time when your fuel has run out. More than that, you might break down when an earthquake or something strike.
Singapore failed to show sympathy for Haizi and she seemed fairly cheerful nowadays. Isn’t time to hand out some raindrops?
Thanks to him, I remembered it was the anniversary of the death of Haizi, the famous modern poet. It was on March 26, 1989 that Haizi committed suicide on the rail track, ending his youth, brilliance and poetry as the train passed by. I’ve no idea where his soul was taken to, neither did I care. He might have fulfilled his fantastic dream by reaching the ideal state above the heaven.
All I know about the weird poet is his well-known poem which I learnt in high school. “From tomorrow on, I will be a happy man.” The word “happy” is such frequently mentioned every day that we even feel nothing special on hearing it. Nevertheless, how many of us can, with complete confidence, claim that “I am doing what makes me happy”. Probably you will think twice before you conclude that. Does taking with a smile on face means happy, or why we do so is merely because we’ve formed the habit? Perhaps no one dares to say he’s absolutely happy.
I’ve been into trains and tracks since my first experience of taking a train more than a decade ago. I don’t know whether Haizi liked them, but in my opinion, if he must leave the world, it’s wiser to choose there. With the railway running parallel to the boundary of your visual world, your mind will also wander following your inner consciousness to the most central part of your heaven. The marching train resembles your life, with passengers off and on. There are some travelers who cover the whole journey, but you do want to get rid of them for long. On the other hand, one or two passers get off the train before you realize how much they mean to you. You are in full speed during some interval, while you drag yourself forward a little at a time when your fuel has run out. More than that, you might break down when an earthquake or something strike.
Singapore failed to show sympathy for Haizi and she seemed fairly cheerful nowadays. Isn’t time to hand out some raindrops?
March 26, 2009
Greet the End of Recess Week (Lugg. 7)
It appears that I still have a weekend to enjoy my recess week, but I feel just like we’ve come to the end of it. Thinking about the fully arranged weekend with a lot of trivia, I no longer believe I’m on holidays. Before recess week, I had heard someone saying that a week is such short time that we feel it passing by quickly even when we have lessons, let alone the free holidays. Anyhow, the fact is recess week had gone with the wind.
Yesterday evening, I, with some mates, went out to play with two Singaporeans at Apollo Center, greeting the end of recess week in a wild and crazily cheerful manner. The irony was that the money I spent on this activity was borrowed from my friend because my money had run out. Long ago, I encountered a saying that borrowing money from mates is nearly inextricable for us SM3 students. I treated it as a joke at that time, boasting that it would never occur to me. However, I became the first person to borrow money to live on among students I know. What grief it was!
To tell the truth, I thought the money was well spent since we really enjoyed ourselves during those for hours. We played several games together, some that I’d never met before included. The most exciting one was a card game. There are 35 cards, 7 pieces for each of the 5 patterns. To begin with the game, 5 people shuffle the cards together and then everyone snatches 7 cards, whose patterns must be downward. After the preparation, we exchange cards with one another to get a hand of cards that have the same pattern. We must make sure that nobody else can see the pattern of the exchanging cards. The first to achieve this shout “Pit” and put his hand on the table, after which the other four quickly put their hands on the first hand. The one who shout pit use a plastic hammer to pound the hands, while people can draw back their hands just before the hammer falls down. We laughed and shouted, and were all busy snatching cards.
The pity was that I failed to sum up my courage to practice English with the two Singaporeans, which was what I determined to do. Anyway, I lost myself in that small delicate game room, greeting the end of recess week with laugher and scream.
Yesterday evening, I, with some mates, went out to play with two Singaporeans at Apollo Center, greeting the end of recess week in a wild and crazily cheerful manner. The irony was that the money I spent on this activity was borrowed from my friend because my money had run out. Long ago, I encountered a saying that borrowing money from mates is nearly inextricable for us SM3 students. I treated it as a joke at that time, boasting that it would never occur to me. However, I became the first person to borrow money to live on among students I know. What grief it was!
To tell the truth, I thought the money was well spent since we really enjoyed ourselves during those for hours. We played several games together, some that I’d never met before included. The most exciting one was a card game. There are 35 cards, 7 pieces for each of the 5 patterns. To begin with the game, 5 people shuffle the cards together and then everyone snatches 7 cards, whose patterns must be downward. After the preparation, we exchange cards with one another to get a hand of cards that have the same pattern. We must make sure that nobody else can see the pattern of the exchanging cards. The first to achieve this shout “Pit” and put his hand on the table, after which the other four quickly put their hands on the first hand. The one who shout pit use a plastic hammer to pound the hands, while people can draw back their hands just before the hammer falls down. We laughed and shouted, and were all busy snatching cards.
The pity was that I failed to sum up my courage to practice English with the two Singaporeans, which was what I determined to do. Anyway, I lost myself in that small delicate game room, greeting the end of recess week with laugher and scream.
March 25, 2009
Singing on the Way(AW)
Singing on the Way
Every day we walk on the way at a fast pace, however, how many of us can keep a cheery smile on the face and sing all the while? On the most part, our eyes are caught by goals in the distance and almost everything distracting us are put aside. We tend to comfort ourselves by thinking we can make up for other things later on. Actually, we cannot go back to the past and the days passing away will never return. So remember to take your singing and smiles with you on the way.
Facing the pure blue sea and looking up at the spacious sky, I stand on the beach with breeze blowing on my body. A few guys standing on the huge rock shout in the direction of the edge of the sea. We sing our beloved songs at the top of our voices. At that time we are all smiles. We are wrapped in the ambiance of excitement and happiness. And we are young enough to do whatever we want. We have a dream one day a delicate house will be built by the sea. Every day we can open the window and appreciate the beautiful scenery. Every day we can set sail to fish on the sea in our own boat. Then we will realize that it is just the life we really enjoy.
Forming a group of friends, we set aside several days to visit a mountain far away. We put up tents at foot of the mountain, sit around the campfire, share food and talk happily. Though the heavy rain and tiredness are so irritating, we really enjoy ourselves and cover the road finally. Looking at the rain, we sit in the shelter side by side. At that time, a variety of things come into our minds and we share our experiences with pleasure. Although it is cold outside, our hearts are filled with warmth of love.
Treat our days sincerely as if they are the last ones. Walk on the roads we used to cover, sing the songs we used to sing and love the person we used to love. Then our lives are already full of warmth.
Every day we walk on the way at a fast pace, however, how many of us can keep a cheery smile on the face and sing all the while? On the most part, our eyes are caught by goals in the distance and almost everything distracting us are put aside. We tend to comfort ourselves by thinking we can make up for other things later on. Actually, we cannot go back to the past and the days passing away will never return. So remember to take your singing and smiles with you on the way.
Facing the pure blue sea and looking up at the spacious sky, I stand on the beach with breeze blowing on my body. A few guys standing on the huge rock shout in the direction of the edge of the sea. We sing our beloved songs at the top of our voices. At that time we are all smiles. We are wrapped in the ambiance of excitement and happiness. And we are young enough to do whatever we want. We have a dream one day a delicate house will be built by the sea. Every day we can open the window and appreciate the beautiful scenery. Every day we can set sail to fish on the sea in our own boat. Then we will realize that it is just the life we really enjoy.
Forming a group of friends, we set aside several days to visit a mountain far away. We put up tents at foot of the mountain, sit around the campfire, share food and talk happily. Though the heavy rain and tiredness are so irritating, we really enjoy ourselves and cover the road finally. Looking at the rain, we sit in the shelter side by side. At that time, a variety of things come into our minds and we share our experiences with pleasure. Although it is cold outside, our hearts are filled with warmth of love.
Treat our days sincerely as if they are the last ones. Walk on the roads we used to cover, sing the songs we used to sing and love the person we used to love. Then our lives are already full of warmth.
March 23, 2009
Poor Jack (Lugg. 7)
Jack is a piece of fire wrapped in an ice cube and the place he lives in is very cold. Once Jack exposes his inner fire to the outer world, the chill in the air will blow the fire, even crush out it.
People around Jack all feel that he is such an unfriendly guy that he turns a cold face to everyone. However, nobody knows the reason why he does so is that he is afraid of opening his ice cube protection layer. People who have touched his frozen surface would feel unsavoury and would never get close to him again. As a result, Jack is rather lonely, without any mates. As time goes by, Jack starts to get used to the situation.
Nevertheless, things will not remain what Jack thinks. One day, an optimistic and enthusiastic girl, who had been sick because of the cold weather, happened to meet Jack outside a hidden cave. She, with a pale smile on her face, greeted Jack and suddenly fell in a faint. Without hesitation, Jack clasped the girl running into the cave and exposed his fire to the girl, who came to herself after a time. The girl thanked Jack with an angel-like smile and suggested that they be friends. Jack agreed after taking a long breath. However, several days later, Jack became rather weak for his long time exposing his fire to the cold environment. So, he left the girl and felt much guilty.
Before Jack determined not to make friends with anyone, he came across with a friendly and warmhearted boy, who had the same experience as the girl. The boy also thanked Jack for saving his life and insisted on making friends with Jack. Jack was quite loath but he agreed once more as he sensed friendship or something. The consequence was as exactly the same as the case before. This time Jack turned out to be even weaker. Henceforth, Jack always drags his ice cube within only a dot of fire along the river, and never tastes any sorts of love.
People around Jack all feel that he is such an unfriendly guy that he turns a cold face to everyone. However, nobody knows the reason why he does so is that he is afraid of opening his ice cube protection layer. People who have touched his frozen surface would feel unsavoury and would never get close to him again. As a result, Jack is rather lonely, without any mates. As time goes by, Jack starts to get used to the situation.
Nevertheless, things will not remain what Jack thinks. One day, an optimistic and enthusiastic girl, who had been sick because of the cold weather, happened to meet Jack outside a hidden cave. She, with a pale smile on her face, greeted Jack and suddenly fell in a faint. Without hesitation, Jack clasped the girl running into the cave and exposed his fire to the girl, who came to herself after a time. The girl thanked Jack with an angel-like smile and suggested that they be friends. Jack agreed after taking a long breath. However, several days later, Jack became rather weak for his long time exposing his fire to the cold environment. So, he left the girl and felt much guilty.
Before Jack determined not to make friends with anyone, he came across with a friendly and warmhearted boy, who had the same experience as the girl. The boy also thanked Jack for saving his life and insisted on making friends with Jack. Jack was quite loath but he agreed once more as he sensed friendship or something. The consequence was as exactly the same as the case before. This time Jack turned out to be even weaker. Henceforth, Jack always drags his ice cube within only a dot of fire along the river, and never tastes any sorts of love.
March 21, 2009
What I can prevail over is nothing (Lugg. 7)
It turned out that what I could prevail over is merely nothing! In the past, I had been not able to determine my destiny; At present, I failed to conquer myself; In times to come, I would not be capable of dominating my memories.
Once the fertilization is over, we are granted certain fate that will go through our life with us. Some components of it can be changed while it is not true to others. I would never have the chance to ask God or something to give me the choice of my life, appearance included. I was not qualified to determine my property. It seemed that I was taking control of my way, however, as a matter of fact, there was no such saying of my way. I was dragging on Fate’s way. I might think I was not into physics, but what else could I do except accepting my destiny?
A lines puts it that today is a gift. What’s the gift? Perhaps it is the combination of a negotiator, a hostage and a hijacker in one person. The “negotiator I” is often persuading the “hijacker I” out of his deed and luring him to release the “hostage I”, who wishes that he were not involved. The “hijacker I”, on the other hand, is struggling to find an approach that will do him a favor. When it comes to the problem of choosing major, the hijacker will take away the hostage, compelling him to make the decision that will benefit the hijacker. Simultaneously, the negotiator is ready to reason the hijacker out of the hijack for many objective obstacles. However, the hostage has no interests in their negotiation and only wants to get out of there. I can do nothing to help at that moment.
After many years, when I were to gain lots of experience, I would, again, be defeated by my memories. I may stop regretting for my failing past only when whiskey calms my throat down. I may drink my hurt away a bit at a time under the lullaby.
What I could prevail over is in fact nothing, is none of the past destiny , myself now or the memories in the future!
Once the fertilization is over, we are granted certain fate that will go through our life with us. Some components of it can be changed while it is not true to others. I would never have the chance to ask God or something to give me the choice of my life, appearance included. I was not qualified to determine my property. It seemed that I was taking control of my way, however, as a matter of fact, there was no such saying of my way. I was dragging on Fate’s way. I might think I was not into physics, but what else could I do except accepting my destiny?
A lines puts it that today is a gift. What’s the gift? Perhaps it is the combination of a negotiator, a hostage and a hijacker in one person. The “negotiator I” is often persuading the “hijacker I” out of his deed and luring him to release the “hostage I”, who wishes that he were not involved. The “hijacker I”, on the other hand, is struggling to find an approach that will do him a favor. When it comes to the problem of choosing major, the hijacker will take away the hostage, compelling him to make the decision that will benefit the hijacker. Simultaneously, the negotiator is ready to reason the hijacker out of the hijack for many objective obstacles. However, the hostage has no interests in their negotiation and only wants to get out of there. I can do nothing to help at that moment.
After many years, when I were to gain lots of experience, I would, again, be defeated by my memories. I may stop regretting for my failing past only when whiskey calms my throat down. I may drink my hurt away a bit at a time under the lullaby.
What I could prevail over is in fact nothing, is none of the past destiny , myself now or the memories in the future!
Reflection on Phase One
How time flies. So far I have been in Singapore for about 100 days and I have finished my phase one in the bridging course. Maybe it is time for me to review what I have learnt in my bridging course.
There is no need to say that I learnt something on English such as vocabulary and some strategies of reading and writing. Beside such things, however, I learnt something else.
I still remember that the first day I went into the classroom each of my classmates and I had a presentation. When I stood up to introduce myself to others I was too nervous to say all the things that I wanted to say. So I just told my name and home school to others and then sit down with my trembling hands and legs. But after the phase one I become less nervous to show myself in front of others in that during the phase I had given five oral report, one story telling and one oral presentation in front of my classmates which gave us more chances to practice speak in public. Furthermore the tutors taught us how to perform when I am speaking in public so that I know where to put my hands, how to use gestures and how to involve the audience by proper eye contact.
Furthermore I also learn so good characteristic from my tutors and my friends. I learnt kind smiles can make you more acceptable to others. I learnt how to be lively to give others funny. I learnt how to involve the information you know into you conversation to make the conversation more lively. I learnt when studying I should be more scrupulous. I learnt how to treat you friends so that you friends will like you.
There are many other things that have not been mentioned above. I think it is a really meaningful phase and I am sure that all of my classmates also achieve a lot in the phase.
There is no need to say that I learnt something on English such as vocabulary and some strategies of reading and writing. Beside such things, however, I learnt something else.
I still remember that the first day I went into the classroom each of my classmates and I had a presentation. When I stood up to introduce myself to others I was too nervous to say all the things that I wanted to say. So I just told my name and home school to others and then sit down with my trembling hands and legs. But after the phase one I become less nervous to show myself in front of others in that during the phase I had given five oral report, one story telling and one oral presentation in front of my classmates which gave us more chances to practice speak in public. Furthermore the tutors taught us how to perform when I am speaking in public so that I know where to put my hands, how to use gestures and how to involve the audience by proper eye contact.
Furthermore I also learn so good characteristic from my tutors and my friends. I learnt kind smiles can make you more acceptable to others. I learnt how to be lively to give others funny. I learnt how to involve the information you know into you conversation to make the conversation more lively. I learnt when studying I should be more scrupulous. I learnt how to treat you friends so that you friends will like you.
There are many other things that have not been mentioned above. I think it is a really meaningful phase and I am sure that all of my classmates also achieve a lot in the phase.
March 19, 2009
IT Show〔Lugg. 7〕
Last weekend, I went to Suntec City to experience the ITShow, which undoubtedly could be described as a grand ceremony.
On Saturday, which was the third day of the great event, I went to NUS in the morning to join in the Open House, which was held for the purpose of introducing more about faculties, departments and majors. I, with another boy who also has the intention of choosing Information Systems, which is my first choice, wandered in the campus to collect relevant information. We even visited School of Computing, watching some of the student's final-year-project, which were fairly interesting and creative. It was not until 2 o’clock in the afternoon that we set out for Suntec City.
When we got off the bus, we got somewhat shocked at the enormous quantity of people there. What an amazing scene it was to see so many people in the mall！Actually we had a hard time reaching the elevator because hundreds of people were moving in an exaggeratingly slow speed in front of a single elevator. Worse still, we were intercepted by the security guard because they would let the elevator rest for a few minutes for fear of its breaking down after such heavy work. When we struggled to get to the fourth floor, it was already 4 o’clock. Taking a breath, we, again, joined the crowd in the hall for cameras. It was incredible that we spent 20 minutes or so covering such a short distance of no more than 100 meters. Fortunately, we got out of the terrible place, still alive! The sky started to darken, which was a sign of a rainfall. Anyhow, I got my new camera, which was cheap and enough for me to use.
The next day, I, in hoping that I might meet some mobile phones that were suitable for me, went there again. The fact was that I bought a new phone in the heat of the moment.
Overall, I experience the ITShow and bought what I was longing for. I also found a phenomenon that most SM3 students had found that the price was in fact not as cheap as we thought!
On Saturday, which was the third day of the great event, I went to NUS in the morning to join in the Open House, which was held for the purpose of introducing more about faculties, departments and majors. I, with another boy who also has the intention of choosing Information Systems, which is my first choice, wandered in the campus to collect relevant information. We even visited School of Computing, watching some of the student's final-year-project, which were fairly interesting and creative. It was not until 2 o’clock in the afternoon that we set out for Suntec City.
When we got off the bus, we got somewhat shocked at the enormous quantity of people there. What an amazing scene it was to see so many people in the mall！Actually we had a hard time reaching the elevator because hundreds of people were moving in an exaggeratingly slow speed in front of a single elevator. Worse still, we were intercepted by the security guard because they would let the elevator rest for a few minutes for fear of its breaking down after such heavy work. When we struggled to get to the fourth floor, it was already 4 o’clock. Taking a breath, we, again, joined the crowd in the hall for cameras. It was incredible that we spent 20 minutes or so covering such a short distance of no more than 100 meters. Fortunately, we got out of the terrible place, still alive! The sky started to darken, which was a sign of a rainfall. Anyhow, I got my new camera, which was cheap and enough for me to use.
The next day, I, in hoping that I might meet some mobile phones that were suitable for me, went there again. The fact was that I bought a new phone in the heat of the moment.
Overall, I experience the ITShow and bought what I was longing for. I also found a phenomenon that most SM3 students had found that the price was in fact not as cheap as we thought!
March 17, 2009
My Favourite Basketball Player(YAP)
Allen Iverson has come into my life and become my favourite star since I was 12 years old. At first it was his excellent skills, fantastic breakthrough and exciting playing styles that attracted me, but later, after knew more about him, it was his spirit of struggling against the unfair life and never giving up that made me become his faithful fan.
Like many other NBA stars, Iverson was born in slum and grew up in the projects as the son of a 15-year old single mother. His biological father never played any role in his life. But it did is his hard time in childhood that taught him to be strong and work hard to get what he want.
The one who dug out Iverson’s basketball talent and inspire him to success was his dear mother. One day after school, his mother threw a pair of Jordan sneakers which cost nearly two month's income of their family in front of little Iverson and said: "Today you're going to play basketball." From that day on, Iverson played basketball for several hours nearly everyday. He loved this game, and what was more important, he wanted to be successful and escape the slum. This year, he was only 9 years old.
Since he had the basketball talent and the strong will to become success, his way went on wheels. But when he was 17, the fate played joy with him again. He was involved in a black-white fight and be sentenced to 15 years in jail wrongly.
It seemed that his dream had come to an end. But Iverson didn't think so. He did every job in the jail very well and at the same time, grabbed every chance to justify himself. After soon, he was released because the police could not find any concrete evidence. Once more, he fought to get what he deserve successfully.
After entering NBA, his road also was not straight.People did not like him because he was so special and would never give up his way. In fact, he is a brave fighter in the court. Only after he made many achievements that people stopped criticising him as a person who never respect others. Yeah, he would never be stopped by people's criticism.
I think the only thing that can stop Allen Iverson is the injuries. Some time even the injuries could not stop him, in 2001 he led the Sixers to the final games against Lakers. After so many tough games, Iverson had got many injuries in his body, but he kept on fighting. After every games, he walked out of the stadium slowly just like an old man. When being asked, he just said, "this is my fate because I am not as strong and big as others. "
Now, many people said that Iverson is old and it is hard for him to make another big achievement. Anyway, wish you best, my AI.
Like many other NBA stars, Iverson was born in slum and grew up in the projects as the son of a 15-year old single mother. His biological father never played any role in his life. But it did is his hard time in childhood that taught him to be strong and work hard to get what he want.
The one who dug out Iverson’s basketball talent and inspire him to success was his dear mother. One day after school, his mother threw a pair of Jordan sneakers which cost nearly two month's income of their family in front of little Iverson and said: "Today you're going to play basketball." From that day on, Iverson played basketball for several hours nearly everyday. He loved this game, and what was more important, he wanted to be successful and escape the slum. This year, he was only 9 years old.
Since he had the basketball talent and the strong will to become success, his way went on wheels. But when he was 17, the fate played joy with him again. He was involved in a black-white fight and be sentenced to 15 years in jail wrongly.
It seemed that his dream had come to an end. But Iverson didn't think so. He did every job in the jail very well and at the same time, grabbed every chance to justify himself. After soon, he was released because the police could not find any concrete evidence. Once more, he fought to get what he deserve successfully.
After entering NBA, his road also was not straight.People did not like him because he was so special and would never give up his way. In fact, he is a brave fighter in the court. Only after he made many achievements that people stopped criticising him as a person who never respect others. Yeah, he would never be stopped by people's criticism.
I think the only thing that can stop Allen Iverson is the injuries. Some time even the injuries could not stop him, in 2001 he led the Sixers to the final games against Lakers. After so many tough games, Iverson had got many injuries in his body, but he kept on fighting. After every games, he walked out of the stadium slowly just like an old man. When being asked, he just said, "this is my fate because I am not as strong and big as others. "
Now, many people said that Iverson is old and it is hard for him to make another big achievement. Anyway, wish you best, my AI.
March 15, 2009
Open My Mind to NUS (AW)
This Saturday was a valuably day for me. I went to NUS to experience what the open house was. As our plan made before, I and my friend got up early in the morning and took No.963 to our school campus. The day was so different from usual days, because of the open house. What is open house? It is an introduction to the situation of NUS, especially about majors.
Now I still don’t know which major is suitable for me. Many people told me about choosing major depends on your own interest, but the real problem is I don’t know what my interest is. When I was in secondary school, I was interested in chemistry. I also love cars and the things relating to computer. Maybe a person has many interests is a good thing, but I don’t think it is a good thing for choosing majors like me. When I entered Chongqing University, the major of mine was civil engineering. However I can’t see civil engineering has a promising development in Singapore which is a developed country.
Maybe common engineering in the year one is a good choice for me. After one year study, I can see it clearly. I thank NUS for holding this open house for us, prospective students. In the information of engineering, I had a chance to talk with the professors and students from every major directly. I got the difference between chemical engineering and chemistry, realizing there is more similar between chemical engineering and mechanic engineering. What is the special of ISE? Why is it so popular? I also got information about EE and ME.
From my opinion, the models of chemical engineering are different from other engineering even in the year one. I can choose chemical engineering first and common engineering second. So if I can’t entre chemical engineering, common engineering will lead me to ISE, EE or ME. After one year, it’s easier for me to choose major, which is also a good idea.
In a nutshell, I am 19 years old, I have the ability of planning the future for myself. With taking many things into account, I have to open my minds to what I will do and what I will be. However half of my bridging course has passed, it is only four months left. I am look forward to the life in NUS.
Come on, everyone!
Now I still don’t know which major is suitable for me. Many people told me about choosing major depends on your own interest, but the real problem is I don’t know what my interest is. When I was in secondary school, I was interested in chemistry. I also love cars and the things relating to computer. Maybe a person has many interests is a good thing, but I don’t think it is a good thing for choosing majors like me. When I entered Chongqing University, the major of mine was civil engineering. However I can’t see civil engineering has a promising development in Singapore which is a developed country.
Maybe common engineering in the year one is a good choice for me. After one year study, I can see it clearly. I thank NUS for holding this open house for us, prospective students. In the information of engineering, I had a chance to talk with the professors and students from every major directly. I got the difference between chemical engineering and chemistry, realizing there is more similar between chemical engineering and mechanic engineering. What is the special of ISE? Why is it so popular? I also got information about EE and ME.
From my opinion, the models of chemical engineering are different from other engineering even in the year one. I can choose chemical engineering first and common engineering second. So if I can’t entre chemical engineering, common engineering will lead me to ISE, EE or ME. After one year, it’s easier for me to choose major, which is also a good idea.
In a nutshell, I am 19 years old, I have the ability of planning the future for myself. With taking many things into account, I have to open my minds to what I will do and what I will be. However half of my bridging course has passed, it is only four months left. I am look forward to the life in NUS.
Come on, everyone!
Shopping at IT show(Yap)
Is anyone here have not experienced IT show? The ones who have been in that human forest may know what I am going to talk about. It’s a disaster. For me, it’s one of the worst shopping experiences.
I wanted to buy an earphone and a hard disk and I heard that they are must cheaper at IT show. So I left Eton Hall with great expectation and energy with my friends. When we got there, we were shocked to see so many people. We knew that there would be many people but not such large account. It took us nearly half an hour to get to the second floor from the door. We could not move by ourselves, we were just one part of the human river.
After buying what we want, we were already out of energy and the only thing we could do was to bring the tired bodies back.
To be honest, I rather spend more than have such a tired experience. But many people may not agree with me, because to save money is very important, especially in such a hard time of financial. But I think our aims in lives and purposes in shopping is to enjoy but not to suffer, am I right?
I wanted to buy an earphone and a hard disk and I heard that they are must cheaper at IT show. So I left Eton Hall with great expectation and energy with my friends. When we got there, we were shocked to see so many people. We knew that there would be many people but not such large account. It took us nearly half an hour to get to the second floor from the door. We could not move by ourselves, we were just one part of the human river.
After buying what we want, we were already out of energy and the only thing we could do was to bring the tired bodies back.
To be honest, I rather spend more than have such a tired experience. But many people may not agree with me, because to save money is very important, especially in such a hard time of financial. But I think our aims in lives and purposes in shopping is to enjoy but not to suffer, am I right?
Openhouse(ML)
NUS held the openhouse on this Saturday. Openhouse is to introduce the majors and the campus life to the students who just pass the A level exam. I went to openhouse with my friends as well.
Openhouse started at 9am and we got there at 9:40. There was a board at the entrance of the openhouse. It wrote the time arrangement of the talks. I noticed that the talk that I wanted to listen to started at 11am, so we looked around. Firstly, we entered the room which is to show the life on campus. There were many counters. Some of them were about the dormitory and the others are about the activities and clubs in school. What surprised me was they gave out a lot of things. I got a shower cream when I passed by the King Edward VII and some of friends got a package of make-ups or magazines. Everybody seemed very happy. Then, we went upstairs to Hall 3. It was about the majors and there were a lot of professors. I went to the section of Engineering to ask something about chemical. But there was a professor of Engineering Science gave us a little lecture. In fact he talked about 15 minutes long. Although I felt a little bored, I could feel his enthusiasm about his subject and I became interested in it as well. When I came to the section of Computing, I happened to the professor who interviewed me in China. I talked to him for a while and asked something about computing because I almost decided to make computing as my major. And time was going to 11. Thus, I went to listen to the talk. However, I thought the talk was not of much use to help you understand the major. The speaker just mentioned how important and useful the subject was.
On the whole, the openhouse didn’t help me make the decision of choosing major easier, but the talk with the professors let me see that the enthusiasm and interest can help me make the best choice.
Openhouse started at 9am and we got there at 9:40. There was a board at the entrance of the openhouse. It wrote the time arrangement of the talks. I noticed that the talk that I wanted to listen to started at 11am, so we looked around. Firstly, we entered the room which is to show the life on campus. There were many counters. Some of them were about the dormitory and the others are about the activities and clubs in school. What surprised me was they gave out a lot of things. I got a shower cream when I passed by the King Edward VII and some of friends got a package of make-ups or magazines. Everybody seemed very happy. Then, we went upstairs to Hall 3. It was about the majors and there were a lot of professors. I went to the section of Engineering to ask something about chemical. But there was a professor of Engineering Science gave us a little lecture. In fact he talked about 15 minutes long. Although I felt a little bored, I could feel his enthusiasm about his subject and I became interested in it as well. When I came to the section of Computing, I happened to the professor who interviewed me in China. I talked to him for a while and asked something about computing because I almost decided to make computing as my major. And time was going to 11. Thus, I went to listen to the talk. However, I thought the talk was not of much use to help you understand the major. The speaker just mentioned how important and useful the subject was.
On the whole, the openhouse didn’t help me make the decision of choosing major easier, but the talk with the professors let me see that the enthusiasm and interest can help me make the best choice.
My First visit to Changi Airport(ML)
Last Sunday my friend went to Australia from Beijing and she would change the airplane in Singapore for about 9 hours. She told me that the plane was about to land at 3pm. I decided to see her off.
I have never been to the airport before and I just knew that the underground would carry me to the airport. I just phoned another friend and she told me that I should change the underground when there was three stops to the final stop. She also told me that the underground stops at Terminal 2 and I needed to take the skytrain to the other two Terminals. It sounded a little complicated and I was not quite sure about what she said. What’s worse, I didn't ask my fried her flight number, which means I didn't know which Terminal to go. Anyway, I should go to take the underground first. I started off at 1pm. It took me about 40 minutes to get to the airport. After I got off the underground, I found that there were some boards showing the information of the departures and arrivals. I was very excited and grateful for the airport. I looked at the board to find the information and I knew that my friend’s flight number was SQ817 and it arrived at Terminal2. I was quite glad to see that because I didn’t need to go to other place. I followed the sign to the arrivals. Although the process of finding the arrivals was a little bit hard, I got to know that the terminal has 3 storeys. The first floor is for passengers to check in and departures. The underground is for arrivals. The second floor is for passengers to have meals. Finally, I saw my friend off successfully.
From my experience I can tell you that you won’t get lost in Changi even if you have never been there before.
I have never been to the airport before and I just knew that the underground would carry me to the airport. I just phoned another friend and she told me that I should change the underground when there was three stops to the final stop. She also told me that the underground stops at Terminal 2 and I needed to take the skytrain to the other two Terminals. It sounded a little complicated and I was not quite sure about what she said. What’s worse, I didn't ask my fried her flight number, which means I didn't know which Terminal to go. Anyway, I should go to take the underground first. I started off at 1pm. It took me about 40 minutes to get to the airport. After I got off the underground, I found that there were some boards showing the information of the departures and arrivals. I was very excited and grateful for the airport. I looked at the board to find the information and I knew that my friend’s flight number was SQ817 and it arrived at Terminal2. I was quite glad to see that because I didn’t need to go to other place. I followed the sign to the arrivals. Although the process of finding the arrivals was a little bit hard, I got to know that the terminal has 3 storeys. The first floor is for passengers to check in and departures. The underground is for arrivals. The second floor is for passengers to have meals. Finally, I saw my friend off successfully.
From my experience I can tell you that you won’t get lost in Changi even if you have never been there before.
IT show (ML)
IT show lasts from March 12 to March 15. I have heard that the goods on that show are cheaper. I planned to buy a camera so I went there on March 14.
I got there about 4pm. I found that there were a lot of people along the way to Suntec from City Hall MRT station. I was quite shocked when I got Suntec. There were so many people that the crowd couldn’t move. It’s the first time I have realized that Singapore is a country with 490 million people. Because I could hardly see any people on street on the usual day. After a few minutes I pushed my way to it. There were 5 floors showing different kinds of IT goods. Firstly, I went to the second floor on which there was Singtel. There were different plans to pay per month in order to get a new mobile phone. But I think it’s not quite suitable for students. The cost is very high per month and the fee of the international calling is very expensive. I went to the fourth floor where displayed the cameras and computers. I got some posters about different brands of cameras. There were a lot of people everywhere and I could hardly ask the question. After compared the prices and qualities, I finally made my mind to buy a camera. I didn't know whether it's cheaper or not. But I thought it was worth it. There were a lot of people queuing to pay. And cashier told me that the cashcard system was jamming.
The feeling of IT show was that there were a lot a lot of people and the goods were not that cheap. So I decided that I would never go to IT show again.
I got there about 4pm. I found that there were a lot of people along the way to Suntec from City Hall MRT station. I was quite shocked when I got Suntec. There were so many people that the crowd couldn’t move. It’s the first time I have realized that Singapore is a country with 490 million people. Because I could hardly see any people on street on the usual day. After a few minutes I pushed my way to it. There were 5 floors showing different kinds of IT goods. Firstly, I went to the second floor on which there was Singtel. There were different plans to pay per month in order to get a new mobile phone. But I think it’s not quite suitable for students. The cost is very high per month and the fee of the international calling is very expensive. I went to the fourth floor where displayed the cameras and computers. I got some posters about different brands of cameras. There were a lot of people everywhere and I could hardly ask the question. After compared the prices and qualities, I finally made my mind to buy a camera. I didn't know whether it's cheaper or not. But I thought it was worth it. There were a lot of people queuing to pay. And cashier told me that the cashcard system was jamming.
The feeling of IT show was that there were a lot a lot of people and the goods were not that cheap. So I decided that I would never go to IT show again.
the coming recess week(5) lugg
Thank god! The phase one is finally going to be an end, which seems to be going rather fast though. But I am really tired and bored about the studying and stuff right now. As we all have experienced, every week we have to study 4 days for English. We always have to get up so early in the morning regardless of my eyes so hard to open up. After we get to our classroom, tired and sleepy as we are, we have to go on to do the silent reading. Those nearly a hundred of reading cards full of endless and tedious words always make me fall asleep much easier. But I have to fight against my willing to sleep; otherwise I will lose one big part of my study that day. Then we start to deal with the textbook and the SMs with our tutors. I must the SMs are pretty good written, sometimes the articles in them are really interesting and easy for us to read. However, in terms of the textbooks which are both heavy and hard, those obnoxious nightmares always make me fed up and feel like just throwing them away. Again, I should say it is very remarkable that I am not dominated by my unpleasant thoughts about the textbooks. I really try my best to cope because in my deep heart I really have the desire to learn something. And “no pain no gain” which I learned can just explain it.
Having talked so much about my tiredness and attitude, I think I should also revolve about what actually I have learned or improved after the first phase. Generally, I think I have learned and improved a lot. I have enhanced and enriched my vocabulary a lot. I try to learn some new words which I meet during the class and write them down in my notebook which makes it possible for me to review them later. And the oral reports really help in improving my verbal and presenting skill. Speaking and listening to English everyday also makes me adapted to a new environment of only speaking English. The journals and essays and so on enable me to start to write something really looks like them. In conclusion, I feel so happy that I have really made some progress.
So, I am going to relax myself well in the coming recess week and get myself ready for the next phase of intensive study. And first of all, I am going to have a really nice sleep!
Having talked so much about my tiredness and attitude, I think I should also revolve about what actually I have learned or improved after the first phase. Generally, I think I have learned and improved a lot. I have enhanced and enriched my vocabulary a lot. I try to learn some new words which I meet during the class and write them down in my notebook which makes it possible for me to review them later. And the oral reports really help in improving my verbal and presenting skill. Speaking and listening to English everyday also makes me adapted to a new environment of only speaking English. The journals and essays and so on enable me to start to write something really looks like them. In conclusion, I feel so happy that I have really made some progress.
So, I am going to relax myself well in the coming recess week and get myself ready for the next phase of intensive study. And first of all, I am going to have a really nice sleep!
the crazy IT show
The IT show which we all expected was finally held on March 12, 2009. As we did not experience the IT show before, we are full of expectation participating it. Someone says that the things are all on sale in the IT show. It would be much cheaper than ones we bought in the common days, with a lot of types. So it could be kind of attractive. I went to the IT show too and got a different experience. When I walked in the citilink , I saw more people, some of whom brought a lot of goods in their hands. At that time, I had been aware of the atmosphere of IT show. The moment I got to the suntec city mall on Thursday night, I could see nothing but people’s head. So many people, scaring number of people wanted to buy things in the IT show. Just looking at the elevator with full of people, you would be shocked. When I started to go around, I was aware of the fact that you could not go easily. It is better to be called people show than called IT show. What I felt most is the atmosphere, people by people, head by head. It is hard to find what you need because of the crowded people. You even could not attach to the seller.
It is so crazy that everyone seemed to be out of mind. Noise, handouts and goods filled the exhibition mall. That is the IT show, the true IT show. You would be running out of oxygen when you were in it. We can see a long queue of people who were waiting for the cashier. Luckily the exhibition mall was very large which could accommodate these people. The atmosphere truly shocked me and I think it would last for a long time in my memory.
That is a crazy IT show, a quite unbelievable experience.
IT show? Or people show? That’s a problem…..
It is so crazy that everyone seemed to be out of mind. Noise, handouts and goods filled the exhibition mall. That is the IT show, the true IT show. You would be running out of oxygen when you were in it. We can see a long queue of people who were waiting for the cashier. Luckily the exhibition mall was very large which could accommodate these people. The atmosphere truly shocked me and I think it would last for a long time in my memory.
That is a crazy IT show, a quite unbelievable experience.
IT show? Or people show? That’s a problem…..
Recess week is near(Jega)
Recess week is near
Time flies! The first part of our bridging course is about to end, and recess week is just around the corner. I should be very excited and happy to realize that holidays are somewhere beside me. Yes, that’s the way in which I should think from experiences in the former years in school. I still feel that way now. But grown up, I find something in me changed. I don’t sense a thing as I used to. I think a bit more. I am not purely happy any longer. The feeling is just as if I lost something important in life. I am obvious not satisfied with my life in the past three months. I had hoped that I would know more now, but the fact is that I know not more that what was stored in my head after graduation. A lot of things happened since then. I am surely more mature and perhaps changed a bit, but I am still the lazy person as before and I feel painful to face the real person who l am. I don’t like me—don’t like the one who is not responsible enough for life and family. I feel guilty as though I were a robber who robs myself of my dreams and robs my parents of their expectation. I should be in the jail so that I won’t forget that I should do what I should do and never be too lazy to upset anyone. The saddest thing in the world is that one is upset by himself. I am shock to find I am the saddest one and pitiful one. Why should I be so? No reason but reasons are found in myself. I am sometimes confused that I always owe my failure to other people or factors, but every time I find later I am the one who is guilty. The past is the kind of memory full of errors, but I am not regret now to have done any of these. However, will I regret what I do in the future? I am not sure because I always reminded myself not to do things that I would regret in the future, but now the reminding system broke down and I am in a wrong direction for a long time with no one to save me out of it. I don’t like me and I don’t want to be the person who I don’t like any more and I know the only one who can lead me to the right direction is myself.
Anyway, recess week is near. I am happy and feel good in spite of the unnecessary thoughts. I don’t have a formal plan for it but I don’t want to go shopping as we just arrived or stay in front of the computer all day long. I prefer to stay in the Hall and do something I like. Therefore, to sum up, no shopping and not so long online. Others are not fixed, but already drawn in mind. It will be a nice holiday and things will turn out meaningful. Oh, perhaps I will spend some time in NUS. I generally like the place, but the fee of bus is quite high. I hope I can walk there if I can find someone to be with me, but probably can’t. Staying in my room is not a bad idea, if it will not be too noisy. It seems that life will be dull in the recess week. However, once it is here there will be things to do and they won’t be as dull as it seems.
Full of hope. Welcome to recess week……..and the good time in it.
Time flies! The first part of our bridging course is about to end, and recess week is just around the corner. I should be very excited and happy to realize that holidays are somewhere beside me. Yes, that’s the way in which I should think from experiences in the former years in school. I still feel that way now. But grown up, I find something in me changed. I don’t sense a thing as I used to. I think a bit more. I am not purely happy any longer. The feeling is just as if I lost something important in life. I am obvious not satisfied with my life in the past three months. I had hoped that I would know more now, but the fact is that I know not more that what was stored in my head after graduation. A lot of things happened since then. I am surely more mature and perhaps changed a bit, but I am still the lazy person as before and I feel painful to face the real person who l am. I don’t like me—don’t like the one who is not responsible enough for life and family. I feel guilty as though I were a robber who robs myself of my dreams and robs my parents of their expectation. I should be in the jail so that I won’t forget that I should do what I should do and never be too lazy to upset anyone. The saddest thing in the world is that one is upset by himself. I am shock to find I am the saddest one and pitiful one. Why should I be so? No reason but reasons are found in myself. I am sometimes confused that I always owe my failure to other people or factors, but every time I find later I am the one who is guilty. The past is the kind of memory full of errors, but I am not regret now to have done any of these. However, will I regret what I do in the future? I am not sure because I always reminded myself not to do things that I would regret in the future, but now the reminding system broke down and I am in a wrong direction for a long time with no one to save me out of it. I don’t like me and I don’t want to be the person who I don’t like any more and I know the only one who can lead me to the right direction is myself.
Anyway, recess week is near. I am happy and feel good in spite of the unnecessary thoughts. I don’t have a formal plan for it but I don’t want to go shopping as we just arrived or stay in front of the computer all day long. I prefer to stay in the Hall and do something I like. Therefore, to sum up, no shopping and not so long online. Others are not fixed, but already drawn in mind. It will be a nice holiday and things will turn out meaningful. Oh, perhaps I will spend some time in NUS. I generally like the place, but the fee of bus is quite high. I hope I can walk there if I can find someone to be with me, but probably can’t. Staying in my room is not a bad idea, if it will not be too noisy. It seems that life will be dull in the recess week. However, once it is here there will be things to do and they won’t be as dull as it seems.
Full of hope. Welcome to recess week……..and the good time in it.
NUS OPEN HOUSE(Jega)
This weekend, NUS held an open house for the students who will go to college this July to help them to know more about NUS and its majors. For us sm3 students, open house works too. I enjoy the two days in open house and know more about what my college life will be.
Open house was held in Sports and Recreation Center, a place I seldom noticed in the past. On Saturday, after getting off the bus, I followed the crowd to the center. On the first floor, I found there were many halls displaying their hall life in a very big hall. There are not many people exclude the missionaries. We luckily became their first “customers”. Oh, sorry. I forgot to say that I went with Jiayue and of course on the way we met a lot of other sm3 students from Eton Hall. The staffs were all very enthusiastic. They introduced their halls to us and gave us small presents. We did know that we can’t choose where to stay, but we were touched by their enthusiasm and felt that all the halls were so good by their descriptions. I like their speech and perhaps we can be one of them in next year. Which hall will I live? Perhaps one of them, and perhaps not. It will be so good if I can decide where to live and I hope so. Besides displays of halls, there were also people from many clubs attracting new members. I think it was too early to do so as the students they were advertising to are not in NUS yet, but it may work for Singaporean students. Who knows?
The tour in this hall ended in no time. After that, we went to another hall for admissions, not very meaningful to us. Jiayue and I listened it more for the reason that we wanted to find a place to rest and cool down. We mainly ate our sweets given by the staffs of Reffles Hall. We leave the hall in the middle of the lecture which I knew was not polite. Then we went to the second level and consulted about the majors we can choose. The first day turned out not quite a fruitful day for I didn’t make up my mind to learn some major, but indeed I knew more about them and wanted to come again the next day. I did so. I went this morning again but not with Jiayue. I went to Level One and this time I didn’t listen much to introduction to halls. Instead, I went into the lecture hall and listened to the same admission lecture, which seemed not that boring. Later, I went to Level Two to consult more. Fortunately, I met two Chinese seniors. One of them is even from the same province as I and he is sm2.5. The other is sm2 two years ago. It was nice talking to them. I was then more knowledged and not as confused. I also met Doctor Chua and he wanted me to study science and gave me more advice. I felt learning science was not as boring as I thought. I find mathematics is OK to me if I failed in applying for other majors. What should I learn? I still can’t fully decide but more or less fixed. I will ask for my parents advice and also consider my grades in college entrance exam. The failure of the exam seems to have further affects on me other than the ones I experienced before. But there is no excuse, because it’s my mistake.
The future is still in my hand. I will make my decision after I am prepared. Perhaps I can learn more in the open house next Saturday. Then I will have more ideas.
Open house was held in Sports and Recreation Center, a place I seldom noticed in the past. On Saturday, after getting off the bus, I followed the crowd to the center. On the first floor, I found there were many halls displaying their hall life in a very big hall. There are not many people exclude the missionaries. We luckily became their first “customers”. Oh, sorry. I forgot to say that I went with Jiayue and of course on the way we met a lot of other sm3 students from Eton Hall. The staffs were all very enthusiastic. They introduced their halls to us and gave us small presents. We did know that we can’t choose where to stay, but we were touched by their enthusiasm and felt that all the halls were so good by their descriptions. I like their speech and perhaps we can be one of them in next year. Which hall will I live? Perhaps one of them, and perhaps not. It will be so good if I can decide where to live and I hope so. Besides displays of halls, there were also people from many clubs attracting new members. I think it was too early to do so as the students they were advertising to are not in NUS yet, but it may work for Singaporean students. Who knows?
The tour in this hall ended in no time. After that, we went to another hall for admissions, not very meaningful to us. Jiayue and I listened it more for the reason that we wanted to find a place to rest and cool down. We mainly ate our sweets given by the staffs of Reffles Hall. We leave the hall in the middle of the lecture which I knew was not polite. Then we went to the second level and consulted about the majors we can choose. The first day turned out not quite a fruitful day for I didn’t make up my mind to learn some major, but indeed I knew more about them and wanted to come again the next day. I did so. I went this morning again but not with Jiayue. I went to Level One and this time I didn’t listen much to introduction to halls. Instead, I went into the lecture hall and listened to the same admission lecture, which seemed not that boring. Later, I went to Level Two to consult more. Fortunately, I met two Chinese seniors. One of them is even from the same province as I and he is sm2.5. The other is sm2 two years ago. It was nice talking to them. I was then more knowledged and not as confused. I also met Doctor Chua and he wanted me to study science and gave me more advice. I felt learning science was not as boring as I thought. I find mathematics is OK to me if I failed in applying for other majors. What should I learn? I still can’t fully decide but more or less fixed. I will ask for my parents advice and also consider my grades in college entrance exam. The failure of the exam seems to have further affects on me other than the ones I experienced before. But there is no excuse, because it’s my mistake.
The future is still in my hand. I will make my decision after I am prepared. Perhaps I can learn more in the open house next Saturday. Then I will have more ideas.
The basketball match(5) Lugg
Gosh, what a fantastic basketball match it was! We SM3 students just had a really wonderful game on 8th, March. It was a game between team A which was made up of students from north-eastern and south-western universities and team B which consisted of students from north-western and south-eastern universities. Actually, it was all designed and planned by us SM3 students. We decided the starting and lasting time of the game, the certain clothes to wear, who would be the best to be the judge and how many helpers we would need as well. How precious it was! And it turned out to be four players joining in the game in our group 4, half in team A and other the half in team B. By the way, I was in team A.
After everything was ready before the game, we were all waiting excitedly for the game. However, a tiny accident happened. We could have played our game on Saturday afternoon if it were not raining dogs and cats at all. Anyway, that irritating rain did not let us down and we grew even more enthusiastic when the game finally came on Sunday morning.
Should I tell you there were really a lot of people around the court for the game! Some are nice helpers and some are excited audience to cheer for the players. The atmosphere grew very intense as soon as the judge piped the whistle. I was not playing the first half, but watching my teammates and the opponents fighting fiercely made me even more passionate than really taking part in the game. Whenever my teammates made a really nice shot, pass a really nice assist or rejected a very powerful offense, I clapped and screamed and acted just like a crazy fan.
However, the opponents seemed to be as good as my teammates, or even better, so after the first half we were a little bit behind them. Their scoring rate was pretty high in the first half and we seemed to have some evitable lapses. But the second half we did some better work. I did not know whether my hard work really stimulated my teammates or we tried hard to do some good teamwork. One thing was for sure that when I got on the court, the situation started to change to our side. In the last minute, there was also a very remarkable shot which totally showed our teamwork. At last, we beat the opponents 69-64 and it ended with pleasure and fulfilment.
I will end my blog up with one classic saying “ I love this game!”
After everything was ready before the game, we were all waiting excitedly for the game. However, a tiny accident happened. We could have played our game on Saturday afternoon if it were not raining dogs and cats at all. Anyway, that irritating rain did not let us down and we grew even more enthusiastic when the game finally came on Sunday morning.
Should I tell you there were really a lot of people around the court for the game! Some are nice helpers and some are excited audience to cheer for the players. The atmosphere grew very intense as soon as the judge piped the whistle. I was not playing the first half, but watching my teammates and the opponents fighting fiercely made me even more passionate than really taking part in the game. Whenever my teammates made a really nice shot, pass a really nice assist or rejected a very powerful offense, I clapped and screamed and acted just like a crazy fan.
However, the opponents seemed to be as good as my teammates, or even better, so after the first half we were a little bit behind them. Their scoring rate was pretty high in the first half and we seemed to have some evitable lapses. But the second half we did some better work. I did not know whether my hard work really stimulated my teammates or we tried hard to do some good teamwork. One thing was for sure that when I got on the court, the situation started to change to our side. In the last minute, there was also a very remarkable shot which totally showed our teamwork. At last, we beat the opponents 69-64 and it ended with pleasure and fulfilment.
I will end my blog up with one classic saying “ I love this game!”
March 14, 2009
Pursue My Dream ( M.L.)
I have always been interested in biological studies since I was a junior high student. But when it comes to choosing my future major, problems arise. Few PRC students choose to study life science because it is very demanding in terms of the technical vocabulary and experimental skills. Further more, the graduates of life science have bigger difficulties than others to find a job, and many of them have to go into jobs that do not use their proffessional knowlege. In addition, the biology sicence syllabus requirment of high schools in China is not as high as that of junior colleges in Singapore, because in the Chinese fundamental education system more emphasis is put on maths and physics so that biology is kind of neglected. This makes PRC students less competent in studies of life science, and our seniors have warned us that if we study life science, we have a bigger chance of fail and being sent back to China.
But I really have a strong passion for biological sciences and I am sure it is not just a blind interest. I borrowed some books on life sciences from the library and tried to find out what exactly I am interested for and I can see it is the order and laws of the living world. Even the basic unit cell has such orderly functioning ways that I believe a single cell is more delicate than the most advanced computer. Then comes tissues,organs,organisms, species, genus, families, classes, phylums. And the living things and the environment they are living in make up the biosphere. I just find this is fanscinating to me. I want to study the secrets of the abnormal reproducing of cancer cells and I want to discover the myths behind the species explosions which the evolution theory of Darwin cannot explain. There is so much I want to discover and I find beauty of order in it.
Despite the challenges I will face studying biological sciences, I want to choose it. When one has strong passion for a career, it is likely that he will succeed in the area. When one has little interest in what he is doing, there is no point even he is doing well. So I will listen to my inner voices and follow them. And to make up the linguistic disadvantages, I have began learning the glossary of biological terms this week. Pursue my dream and I am not going to regret.
But I really have a strong passion for biological sciences and I am sure it is not just a blind interest. I borrowed some books on life sciences from the library and tried to find out what exactly I am interested for and I can see it is the order and laws of the living world. Even the basic unit cell has such orderly functioning ways that I believe a single cell is more delicate than the most advanced computer. Then comes tissues,organs,organisms, species, genus, families, classes, phylums. And the living things and the environment they are living in make up the biosphere. I just find this is fanscinating to me. I want to study the secrets of the abnormal reproducing of cancer cells and I want to discover the myths behind the species explosions which the evolution theory of Darwin cannot explain. There is so much I want to discover and I find beauty of order in it.
Despite the challenges I will face studying biological sciences, I want to choose it. When one has strong passion for a career, it is likely that he will succeed in the area. When one has little interest in what he is doing, there is no point even he is doing well. So I will listen to my inner voices and follow them. And to make up the linguistic disadvantages, I have began learning the glossary of biological terms this week. Pursue my dream and I am not going to regret.
The Day of Open House in NUS(AW)
The Day of Open House in NUS
Since I was still in the dilemma of which course I should choose for my university, I had longed for the Open House for a long time, which aims to eliminate students’ confusion about university courses. In order to reach the place at an early time, I did not allot enough time to my sleep. So I pulled myself out of bed in the early morning. Subsequently, on the bus to NUS, my curiosity about the Open House kept striking me and I could not wait to see what it would be like.
It was a pleasant day. I walked along the path in the warm sunshine with breeze blowing through my hair. From far away, amounts of noises came to my ears. As I looked up, I found there were large quantities of people gathering around a building, which was well decorated with numerous lovely balloons and colored ribbons. “It must be the Open House!” I screamed with excitements. Could not holding back my great curiosity, I speeded up my paces. The crowd surged into the Open House including me, which suddenly revitalized the formerly spacious hall. There was a student activity show in the hall, which presented the colorful university life in various dimension. Everyone there was indulged with a cheerful atmosphere. Walking out of it, I was greatly impelled to enter another hall by the curiosity. This huge hall which can accommodate nearly five hundred people was filled with students, parents and staff. People moved around and discussed warmly. I walked from desk to desk to inquire information about different courses. After a while, a large pile of various course handouts was in my hands. With my strength running out, I took a seat and talked with my friends about courses in a corner.
After the day, my visit to Open House drained my last ounce of energy. However, it was worth the time and efforts since I had gained a better understanding of courses after that.
Since I was still in the dilemma of which course I should choose for my university, I had longed for the Open House for a long time, which aims to eliminate students’ confusion about university courses. In order to reach the place at an early time, I did not allot enough time to my sleep. So I pulled myself out of bed in the early morning. Subsequently, on the bus to NUS, my curiosity about the Open House kept striking me and I could not wait to see what it would be like.
It was a pleasant day. I walked along the path in the warm sunshine with breeze blowing through my hair. From far away, amounts of noises came to my ears. As I looked up, I found there were large quantities of people gathering around a building, which was well decorated with numerous lovely balloons and colored ribbons. “It must be the Open House!” I screamed with excitements. Could not holding back my great curiosity, I speeded up my paces. The crowd surged into the Open House including me, which suddenly revitalized the formerly spacious hall. There was a student activity show in the hall, which presented the colorful university life in various dimension. Everyone there was indulged with a cheerful atmosphere. Walking out of it, I was greatly impelled to enter another hall by the curiosity. This huge hall which can accommodate nearly five hundred people was filled with students, parents and staff. People moved around and discussed warmly. I walked from desk to desk to inquire information about different courses. After a while, a large pile of various course handouts was in my hands. With my strength running out, I took a seat and talked with my friends about courses in a corner.
After the day, my visit to Open House drained my last ounce of energy. However, it was worth the time and efforts since I had gained a better understanding of courses after that.
We Are All Animals 5. Until All Is Done (YAP 20)
Have you ever heard some little chirring sound late after ten pm in our hostle? I have, but I do not know where it is from until last Friday night. At that night, my friend happened to talk about wall geckos with me, and he told me they were wall geckos who made that chirring sound. Then I made up my mind to see those naughty creatures.
I went to the daylight lamp instinctively. I knew the daylight lamps are their dining rooms, and sure enough there were two wall geckos hunting for mosquitoes. The two were really proficient hunters. None of the mosquitoes flew by the daylight lamp could escape alive. So the hunters kept eating and the mosquitoes kept flying to hell. Soon, I noticed that the wall geckos’ stomachs were plumped; they were filled up with the rich meal. Amazingly, both of them kept staying on the lamp and eating mosquitoes. Did I misunderstand them as they were full? I stayed there just as they did. I wanted to see when they would finish their meal. I watched them for about half an hour and I became tired and giddy after lifting my head up for so long time.
Then I knew I shall give up. According to their behavior, they would not stop until there was no mosquito any more. I could not figure out what was really in their minds, did not they know eating too much was bad for their health? I just saw they tried their best to wipe out all the mosquitoes, regardless of the terminal boredom to stay in one place which was not satisfying at all. This reminded me of a hero who was named Zhu Geliang. He would not stop his work to rest for a while, until he thought all was done. And this is the very good merits all of us should gain to succeed.
I went to the daylight lamp instinctively. I knew the daylight lamps are their dining rooms, and sure enough there were two wall geckos hunting for mosquitoes. The two were really proficient hunters. None of the mosquitoes flew by the daylight lamp could escape alive. So the hunters kept eating and the mosquitoes kept flying to hell. Soon, I noticed that the wall geckos’ stomachs were plumped; they were filled up with the rich meal. Amazingly, both of them kept staying on the lamp and eating mosquitoes. Did I misunderstand them as they were full? I stayed there just as they did. I wanted to see when they would finish their meal. I watched them for about half an hour and I became tired and giddy after lifting my head up for so long time.
Then I knew I shall give up. According to their behavior, they would not stop until there was no mosquito any more. I could not figure out what was really in their minds, did not they know eating too much was bad for their health? I just saw they tried their best to wipe out all the mosquitoes, regardless of the terminal boredom to stay in one place which was not satisfying at all. This reminded me of a hero who was named Zhu Geliang. He would not stop his work to rest for a while, until he thought all was done. And this is the very good merits all of us should gain to succeed.
March 13, 2009
We Are All Animals 4. Will Is the Way (YAP 20)
Waiting for the school bus on the narrow footpath, there were about sixty Sm3 students. Most of us had nothing to do but to gossip all the time. This was quite boring time, and the tropical heat wave in the morning aggravated the situation.
Then there came a group of dogs who did go walking with their masters every morning except the rainy days. Watching the dogs went by was a much funnier thing to do than our mindless gossiping. So our sixty pairs of eyes were focusing on the dogs, expecting something magical would be done by the dogs, thus help us kill time.
The dogs went their way in a slow sequence. They never took a glance at us, but one of them had got the idea in our minds. He walked out of their group and refused to go back when his master pulled him through the rope. This really lighted the fire of curiosity in us all. What he wanted to do? Immediately, he gave us the answer: he wanted to go a different way, he wanted to pass through us people, and he wanted to be like a general and regarded us as his soldiers. At that time, we were preparing for parade and he was ready to be saluted. As he went by, all of us gave his way automatically, voluntarily and politely.
I really adored the dog very much. He was so firm in his will and made his way directly. Think about it, why would we give him way so naturally? I think it just because we see the determination in his mind through his steady footsteps. But we humans often do things with a lot of hesitation, which sometimes brings us a mass of hardships. And we are kind of lack of will. Maybe this dog was born to teach us the already known but seldom done proverb: where there is a will, there is a way.
Then there came a group of dogs who did go walking with their masters every morning except the rainy days. Watching the dogs went by was a much funnier thing to do than our mindless gossiping. So our sixty pairs of eyes were focusing on the dogs, expecting something magical would be done by the dogs, thus help us kill time.
The dogs went their way in a slow sequence. They never took a glance at us, but one of them had got the idea in our minds. He walked out of their group and refused to go back when his master pulled him through the rope. This really lighted the fire of curiosity in us all. What he wanted to do? Immediately, he gave us the answer: he wanted to go a different way, he wanted to pass through us people, and he wanted to be like a general and regarded us as his soldiers. At that time, we were preparing for parade and he was ready to be saluted. As he went by, all of us gave his way automatically, voluntarily and politely.
I really adored the dog very much. He was so firm in his will and made his way directly. Think about it, why would we give him way so naturally? I think it just because we see the determination in his mind through his steady footsteps. But we humans often do things with a lot of hesitation, which sometimes brings us a mass of hardships. And we are kind of lack of will. Maybe this dog was born to teach us the already known but seldom done proverb: where there is a will, there is a way.
March 12, 2009
Cape No.7 (YSM)
Yesterday I watched a movie named
Aga, an unsuccessful singer of a band; Yue, an old postman; Frog, a repairman; Dada, a little girl who plays the piano in a choir; Malasun, a booze manufacturer; Rauma, an ordinary traffic police founded a band, and were required to give a performance three days later in order to show the traditional culture of the village. That made Tomoko, the public relations miss, very unhappy and disappointed to the job. While story started to change when Yue broke his leg, and handed the job --- delivering letters to Aga. Aga found a parcel from
Seven love letters read in sentimental Japanese penetrate the whole story, with the other clue: love between Aga and Tomoko. The love of the past and the love of present combine naturally. Maybe, it is right the arrangement like this that better reflects the character of our age: We advances in a fast pace, we look proud in appearance but still can not escape from the disconsolate loses in ourselves; we fight but also compromise; we get accustomed conditioning by the environment, we work for the job we don’t like just in order to survive, while the real dream never give in to the destiny from the bottom of our heart; when life seems turning to be in despair, in fact, hope hides just somewhere waiting for you to discover it…
After sixty years’ waiting, the granny finally got the response of her boyfriend. Accompanying the dust-laden memory, Aga found his lost dream and new-born love. Passing though the history, that ship which carried away granny’s boyfriend and never was heard of since then seems secretly coming back to the port of the peace village. Through these yellowing letter paper, two souls which can not be together sixty years ago, meet at the moment…
Youth always makes people have extraordinary courage. In our mind, nothing is impossible. We swear confidently even if we are far apart from each other, even if time brings great changes to the world, nothing can change our love. While distance and time really come across, some one gives in and starts another love, after all, life must be carried on; some one spares no efforts to guard that unrealistic love. However, everyone cannot put down that no ending story. There is something we cannot explain why, because it is decreed by fate. Unexpected encounters, unforeseen possession, who can say it is not the gift fate gives us?
I hide myself in every corner you once came. I’m not evading, nor am I regretting, I’m here, only because there once was your figure. Please let me recall everything about you silently here.
Mountains are still mountains. Seas are still seas. But where is the person I’ m waiting for? How I wish I can stop the time, and see what eternity is.
Playing Computer Games (08) (ML)
Playing Computer Games
Ihave never thought that I would play the original computer games in my laptop for such a long time and learn so much.
As a result of the poor Internet in Eton Hall,I didn’t attach my computer to the Internet,so I started playing one of the card computer games called “spider card “on my laptop to kill time,which,I thought were easy and boring to play.
At first,I was playing absent mindly and failed many times.it had been about two hours since I started played ,but I didn’t win for even once!! the game had really provoked me .i got very angry and anxious,for my failing all the time.several hours passed ,I still could not win.i was so depressed and felt hurt.how could such an easy game keeps frustrating me ?i could not let my failure go and I kept playing.the more I played ,the more depressed I felt.i think it had had really a terribly bad effect on me and I was even about to cry then!!
Then I breathed deeply and started playing in peace,during which ,I thought over for a long time and found that it is not an game that easy to play and it has indeed its own way to be worked out.
At last ,I won the last three rounds before stopping playing.actually,when I released myself from fulfillment satisfication, only to find that it was already three o’clock in the morning!!then I came up with the oral report,chengzhenlei made in the daytime—“time arrangement” and I knew exactly that how hard it is to arrange time well and I am definately not the one who could manage time well !!
Back to my topic,I learned so much:
Everything has its rule and only by cooperating with it sincerely could you handle it.
Everything is not always it seems.
Practice makes perfect,as only by failing can you learn something.every problem has artifices to solve,which depends on how familar you are with it.
Calm yourself before obstacles because only in calm can you think efficiently and critically,where you are what you are .
Where there is a will,there is a way.
You should know which card you want like what is the goal and what do you want in your life.
Ihave never thought that I would play the original computer games in my laptop for such a long time and learn so much.
As a result of the poor Internet in Eton Hall,I didn’t attach my computer to the Internet,so I started playing one of the card computer games called “spider card “on my laptop to kill time,which,I thought were easy and boring to play.
At first,I was playing absent mindly and failed many times.it had been about two hours since I started played ,but I didn’t win for even once!! the game had really provoked me .i got very angry and anxious,for my failing all the time.several hours passed ,I still could not win.i was so depressed and felt hurt.how could such an easy game keeps frustrating me ?i could not let my failure go and I kept playing.the more I played ,the more depressed I felt.i think it had had really a terribly bad effect on me and I was even about to cry then!!
Then I breathed deeply and started playing in peace,during which ,I thought over for a long time and found that it is not an game that easy to play and it has indeed its own way to be worked out.
At last ,I won the last three rounds before stopping playing.actually,when I released myself from fulfillment satisfication, only to find that it was already three o’clock in the morning!!then I came up with the oral report,chengzhenlei made in the daytime—“time arrangement” and I knew exactly that how hard it is to arrange time well and I am definately not the one who could manage time well !!
Back to my topic,I learned so much:
Everything has its rule and only by cooperating with it sincerely could you handle it.
Everything is not always it seems.
Practice makes perfect,as only by failing can you learn something.every problem has artifices to solve,which depends on how familar you are with it.
Calm yourself before obstacles because only in calm can you think efficiently and critically,where you are what you are .
Where there is a will,there is a way.
You should know which card you want like what is the goal and what do you want in your life.
March 11, 2009
Hi to mentees Zhenlei, Linda, Ricky and Xiaokang
I am glad to see that you have been consistently blogging, and giving comments to your own mentee-group and your classmates. Good work!
Zhenlei, your postings on the Chongqing Hotpot and Pride and Prejudice are interesting, and especially your thoughts on the DISC test and your evaluation of yourself. Yes, I do agree, it takes something like that to make us aware of our weaknesses, and see the need for change.
Linda, you have been very hardworking and made seven postings thus far, so you need not blog anymore for Phase 1 if you do not wish to. I am glad you shared about your new experiences in Singapore, and the discoveries are still causing you to enjoy your stay here in this country.
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky! Your postings are so minimal, and I don't see the excitement in your blogs unless you are writing about NBA or basketball! Well, if you love that sport so much, do share with us more and keep us updated about your victories (and defeats). However, please try to write more, and include other topics besides your favorite game!
Xiaokang, thank you for sharing your personal thoughts about life, your experiences, and even about running! In your latest posting, it was interesting to read about your adventure. I want to encourage you to continue pursuing your aspirations even though you may sometimes feel the non-excitement of daily life. I can understand that life can get pretty uninteresting with the routine of waking up and getting ready to chase after the bus, AND attending one whole day of English lessons! As you shared, it is the little adventures and surprises that keep us excited.
Well, all of you, continue to work hard and do get yourselves a little excitement during the weekends and especially during the break. Take care!
Zhenlei, your postings on the Chongqing Hotpot and Pride and Prejudice are interesting, and especially your thoughts on the DISC test and your evaluation of yourself. Yes, I do agree, it takes something like that to make us aware of our weaknesses, and see the need for change.
Linda, you have been very hardworking and made seven postings thus far, so you need not blog anymore for Phase 1 if you do not wish to. I am glad you shared about your new experiences in Singapore, and the discoveries are still causing you to enjoy your stay here in this country.
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky! Your postings are so minimal, and I don't see the excitement in your blogs unless you are writing about NBA or basketball! Well, if you love that sport so much, do share with us more and keep us updated about your victories (and defeats). However, please try to write more, and include other topics besides your favorite game!
Xiaokang, thank you for sharing your personal thoughts about life, your experiences, and even about running! In your latest posting, it was interesting to read about your adventure. I want to encourage you to continue pursuing your aspirations even though you may sometimes feel the non-excitement of daily life. I can understand that life can get pretty uninteresting with the routine of waking up and getting ready to chase after the bus, AND attending one whole day of English lessons! As you shared, it is the little adventures and surprises that keep us excited.
Well, all of you, continue to work hard and do get yourselves a little excitement during the weekends and especially during the break. Take care!
March 9, 2009
just a blog
I want to say something when I was in my leisure. But when I really want to write something, nothing was left in my mind. With no reason, I am really curious about that..
By the book, we should have something to talk about in the article. Maybe we think it in the same way on our blog. So did I in the past blogs. I ever tried my best to find out something which could be written and shared with you. But no ideas came out of my mind; suddenly I realized that what I am writing is my blog! We lost the true meaning of blogs. I just want to write what I want, just like the ad Reebok ad said I am what I am. What is blog? It is a place where you present yourself as a public diary. So I will write anything that comes out of my mind at the moment when I want to write something. What to talk about? I don’t know. Talk about Obama? I have done it once and I do not want to be so vulgar like the journalists of the tabloid newspaper. Talk about our life? No interest and no need in describing our life even though it is colorful if you consider it as. Past has been history at times. Stars or movies? It will come back to the circle which I mentioned above. Something against my will would be put on the blog board once more.
So what should I say? Now, to be frank, what I want to say is that I really appreciate what I got now and I thanked the god that I am still alive though I am not a religious man. Maybe I will write something irrational in my blog which could get some gibe but it really follow my heart. I sometimes care about the way people think of me but sometimes I am too tired or insensitive to care about people’s feeling on me. That’s all I want to say. No more ,no comments any more. Things left will be revealed in the future.
By the book, we should have something to talk about in the article. Maybe we think it in the same way on our blog. So did I in the past blogs. I ever tried my best to find out something which could be written and shared with you. But no ideas came out of my mind; suddenly I realized that what I am writing is my blog! We lost the true meaning of blogs. I just want to write what I want, just like the ad Reebok ad said I am what I am. What is blog? It is a place where you present yourself as a public diary. So I will write anything that comes out of my mind at the moment when I want to write something. What to talk about? I don’t know. Talk about Obama? I have done it once and I do not want to be so vulgar like the journalists of the tabloid newspaper. Talk about our life? No interest and no need in describing our life even though it is colorful if you consider it as. Past has been history at times. Stars or movies? It will come back to the circle which I mentioned above. Something against my will would be put on the blog board once more.
So what should I say? Now, to be frank, what I want to say is that I really appreciate what I got now and I thanked the god that I am still alive though I am not a religious man. Maybe I will write something irrational in my blog which could get some gibe but it really follow my heart. I sometimes care about the way people think of me but sometimes I am too tired or insensitive to care about people’s feeling on me. That’s all I want to say. No more ,no comments any more. Things left will be revealed in the future.
March 8, 2009
(YAP) Library Books
More than one month ago, I borrowed Life Is Elsewhere from Century Library, NUS. I was thrilled when I reached this book, for its yellowish pages and primitive black covers. It rekindled my memories of grandpa’s myriads of books and a very good feeling appeared alongside. So I borrowed it almost immediately without hesitation.
The content of Life Is Elsewhere is not my topic today, but what was later added to the book. I have no idea about who have once borrowed this book, yet I know someone must have, not because of the “DATE DUE” page is fully sealed, but the highlighter or pencil marks on many pages. There is even a big sticker attached to one of the pages, which truly depressed me at first sight. I’m so upset to see those bright orange marks cruelly split the comfortable and satisfying atmosphere this whole book has created, and it’s public property anyway.
Subsequently, I asked myself to ruminate over this phenomenon. However, this phenomenon proved to be no rare at all as I read more books in the library. People underline or annotate willfully which is very irritating to the other readers. I’m not sure it’s an undisguised provocation of the regulation or simply due to their ignorance. What it’s certain is that this happens in every university throughout the globe. It somehow reflects a student’s cultivation. There’s no denying that people who are studying in the universities for sure have received good education. So it seems that good education doesn’t mean anything in this case. Nevertheless, I feel so incapable of changing or even influencing the situation. Maybe there will be someday when I can finally make a difference instead of complaining in vain here.
The End
P.S. I learnt from a book in the library that, “fish juice” means the water in the fishbowl. Very interesting.
The content of Life Is Elsewhere is not my topic today, but what was later added to the book. I have no idea about who have once borrowed this book, yet I know someone must have, not because of the “DATE DUE” page is fully sealed, but the highlighter or pencil marks on many pages. There is even a big sticker attached to one of the pages, which truly depressed me at first sight. I’m so upset to see those bright orange marks cruelly split the comfortable and satisfying atmosphere this whole book has created, and it’s public property anyway.
Subsequently, I asked myself to ruminate over this phenomenon. However, this phenomenon proved to be no rare at all as I read more books in the library. People underline or annotate willfully which is very irritating to the other readers. I’m not sure it’s an undisguised provocation of the regulation or simply due to their ignorance. What it’s certain is that this happens in every university throughout the globe. It somehow reflects a student’s cultivation. There’s no denying that people who are studying in the universities for sure have received good education. So it seems that good education doesn’t mean anything in this case. Nevertheless, I feel so incapable of changing or even influencing the situation. Maybe there will be someday when I can finally make a difference instead of complaining in vain here.
The End
P.S. I learnt from a book in the library that, “fish juice” means the water in the fishbowl. Very interesting.
Understand You (YSM)
On Friday, I read an article on xiaonei. It is a moving story, which caused me to think of many things. Now I want to share the story with you.
The brief content of the story is like the following:
It was the day when the author got married. At the marriage ceremony, she saw two old people dressed in miserable rags and tatters. At first she just regarded them as beggars who wanted to ask for some food, then her husband came and flattered that they were his uncle and aunt. She was surprised, because her only knew her husband was an orphan, she never knew he had relatives. She hurriedly said: “Since they are your relatives, why not let them sit at a better place, not that far away.” “No, no, they will be uncomfortable sitting elsewhere.” After the wedding ceremony, she never saw her husband’s aunt and uncle. However, every Spring Festival, her husband was always in low spirit. She knew that he was missing his parents.
One day, when she was on a business trip, she wanted to play a joke on her husband. So she chatted to her husband online with a strange identity named “Understand You”.
“Hello!”
“Hello.”
“May I have a talk with you?”
(Hesitation)
“…Sure.”
“What are you doing?”
“Missing my wife who is on a business trip.”
“You should be happy without the monitoring of your wife!”
“No, I love her, if you have nothing else to say, then goodbye.”
She was happy about his reply, but she didn’t want to end the talk so quickly, so she went on typing.
“Sorry, I was just joking. You seem unhappy, what’s the problem?”
“…I missed my parents.”
Facts tell us that people tend to pour out the bitterness to strangers.
“While, since you don’t know me, if you don’t mind, I will tell you the story of mine. If you think it’s ridiculous, you can just consider it as a fiction.”
“OK.”
“My father was a cripple and lived a poor life. That year, a blind girl and her father came to his village to seek for medical help. They were so poor that no one wanted to evolve in them. My dad is a kind-hearted man, and took them in. Before long, the old man died. My father then got married with the blind girl. Then I was born. They are happy that I’m a normal boy. Even though we are poor, my parents always tried their best to give me a normal life like the other children. They raised three hens, two of which lay eggs for selling; the other one was left to lay eggs for my eating. Mom said’ They said eating eggs is good for the development of children’s intelligence, if they eat eggs, my boy would too, and become clever than them.’ But they never ate eggs themselves. They worked without recognition of day and night, they husked corns for others until both hands were covered with bleeding blisters and callosities. Later, I was admitted by a famous university with the rank No
She silently listened to his story, unknowingly cried like a child. She didn’t blame him, on the contrary, she found she love him more and more and more. She put down her work, and asked for leave, then rushed to the village through thick and thin. The mountain roads were difficult to walk on for such a girl grown up in a favorable condition. As she walked, her feed hurt a lot, she wanted to cry, but thought of the bitter days her husband had experienced, she had courage again to go on. Finally, she found their house. The “aunt and uncle” were busily husking corns. She kneeled and cried out “Dad, mom, I’m here to pick up you home!” The old couple burst into tears, they were gratified that their son really got a good wife.
When she came back home, her husband was shocked to see his parents. She said to him: “See, you look down you wife before, I just want to tell you, your parents are my parents. I really really understand you, right?”
After reading it, I think of so many things my dear parents have done for me; I think of the meaning of true love; I think of the pain poor children are suffering; I think of how difficult it is to develop one’s career from nothing…
She's got a new boyfriend(YAP)(No.19 Alexis)
A sudden change of my mood occured today when I chatted with my former former girfriend. She 's got a new boyfriend.
I had loved her for five and a half years before she agreed to be my girlfriedn last June. However, that relationship didn't last long. She told me she was too young to have a boyfriend and we said good bye to each other quietly. I pretended to be calmed.
Several months have passed, and I have got a new girfriend. I thought I have managed to survive and have got rid of that experience. However, today, when I was told she has already got a new boyfriend suddenly, especially by herself, I still felt heartbroken. A feeling of conflict, just like something blocked in my chest; made me hard to breathe.
Why this happen? I really love my present girlfriend, but how can this awful feeling comes over to me? Maybe it is because she was my first girlfriend, but to get more close to the root, my conclusion is : Human beings are greedy and selfish. I myself am a greedy person either.
I think I had better write something, or I will simply die due to this terrible feeling. However, I can't write this feeling in my Qzone, where most of my blogs locate because of a certain reason. Then, I think of this stage here in blogger, and there's no risk at all. So I come here and write this article.
Anyway, after writing this blog, I feel better. Maybe this is the reason why people need this stage to express their feelings, emotions and experiences.
She's got a new boyfriend. She was my former former girlfriend~~~
I had loved her for five and a half years before she agreed to be my girlfriedn last June. However, that relationship didn't last long. She told me she was too young to have a boyfriend and we said good bye to each other quietly. I pretended to be calmed.
Several months have passed, and I have got a new girfriend. I thought I have managed to survive and have got rid of that experience. However, today, when I was told she has already got a new boyfriend suddenly, especially by herself, I still felt heartbroken. A feeling of conflict, just like something blocked in my chest; made me hard to breathe.
Why this happen? I really love my present girlfriend, but how can this awful feeling comes over to me? Maybe it is because she was my first girlfriend, but to get more close to the root, my conclusion is : Human beings are greedy and selfish. I myself am a greedy person either.
I think I had better write something, or I will simply die due to this terrible feeling. However, I can't write this feeling in my Qzone, where most of my blogs locate because of a certain reason. Then, I think of this stage here in blogger, and there's no risk at all. So I come here and write this article.
Anyway, after writing this blog, I feel better. Maybe this is the reason why people need this stage to express their feelings, emotions and experiences.
She's got a new boyfriend. She was my former former girlfriend~~~
March 7, 2009
We Are All Animals 3. Sorry To Be a Robber (YAP 20)
We were outside on a camp. When we felt tired, we stopped to have a rest. I noticed that there was a monkey who was only skin and bone stretching itself several meters away from us. And it seemed that he was keeping an eye on us all the time. This monkey was up to no good, I thought.
Someone in our camp felt a bit hungry and wanted to content himself with some snacks. So he took a big bag of beef jerky out of his camp bag. I saw the monkey stopped stretching and was staring at my campmate’s hands. It stood up quickly as my campmate started to open the bag. When the bag was open, the monkey dashed to it, grabbed it and ran away. Wow, how proficient the robber was!
The robber neither did leave directly nor eat the beef jerky, but looked at the victim. This made my campmate rather irritated. He picked up a stone-like branch beside him and threw it to the monkey with all his strength. The monkey hurt a lot, I thought. And it left away, drifting “his” food difficultly.
I feel very sorry for the monkey, and I think the monkey would feel sorry for himself, too. But this is not the point I want to emphasize. What I want to say is that I cannot figure out the reason why my campmate could act so cruel to the robber. The monkey was a robber for sure, but it could be a fatherly parent who risked his life to rob for food for his little hungry child as well. I also remembered another thing I heard before, that is, a man hit a robber who only robbed him of a tiny thing to nearly die. I do not know what it is in these peoples’ minds, is it human brain, the kindest human brain?
Someone in our camp felt a bit hungry and wanted to content himself with some snacks. So he took a big bag of beef jerky out of his camp bag. I saw the monkey stopped stretching and was staring at my campmate’s hands. It stood up quickly as my campmate started to open the bag. When the bag was open, the monkey dashed to it, grabbed it and ran away. Wow, how proficient the robber was!
The robber neither did leave directly nor eat the beef jerky, but looked at the victim. This made my campmate rather irritated. He picked up a stone-like branch beside him and threw it to the monkey with all his strength. The monkey hurt a lot, I thought. And it left away, drifting “his” food difficultly.
I feel very sorry for the monkey, and I think the monkey would feel sorry for himself, too. But this is not the point I want to emphasize. What I want to say is that I cannot figure out the reason why my campmate could act so cruel to the robber. The monkey was a robber for sure, but it could be a fatherly parent who risked his life to rob for food for his little hungry child as well. I also remembered another thing I heard before, that is, a man hit a robber who only robbed him of a tiny thing to nearly die. I do not know what it is in these peoples’ minds, is it human brain, the kindest human brain?
Explore My Way(AW)
Explore My Way
In the late morning, my eyes opened after several watery blinks. It seemed like another fine Saturday. Through the window, I glanced at the serene sky and warm sunshine. I got up and put on my clothes with ease since I know the first bus carrying us to the lecture in NTU would arrive at Eton Hall at 8:20 am. The time was adequate for a good preparation, I thought. But afterward I got to know how stupid the idea was!
My curiosity arose since I noticed there was nobody except me in the washroom all along my washing. Subsequently, I walked out my room with everything ready. Before I could reach the end of the path, four buses left in my sight. “Oh, no! It is the last bus!” How come! All the four buses arrived at the same time! Realizing I could not catch up with one, I stood there still without knowing what to do. Suddenly, the idea of taking a bus to NTU myself struck me. Avoid wasting a second, I rushed to the nearest bus stop. Only to find there was no bus available to NTU, I was completely driven to the state of irritation. Then I thought how about taking a taxi? But the idea was ruined once again, since I reached my hand into the pocket and found there was no money at all. While walking slowly back to Eton Hall with my head hanging down, I encountered a girl who was recognized as a Chinese student at the first sight. My hope came to life again. Instead of taking a taxi with a high fee, she advised taking the MRT first and then getting there by bus. So I did. With the guidance of a NTU student and the help of my friend, I reached the place finally.
Afterward I talked to my friends about the exciting exploration I had experienced. All of them listened so carefully with admirable stares at me as if I was the super hero in their eyes. Though it challenged me a lot, I was proud I made it at last.
In the late morning, my eyes opened after several watery blinks. It seemed like another fine Saturday. Through the window, I glanced at the serene sky and warm sunshine. I got up and put on my clothes with ease since I know the first bus carrying us to the lecture in NTU would arrive at Eton Hall at 8:20 am. The time was adequate for a good preparation, I thought. But afterward I got to know how stupid the idea was!
My curiosity arose since I noticed there was nobody except me in the washroom all along my washing. Subsequently, I walked out my room with everything ready. Before I could reach the end of the path, four buses left in my sight. “Oh, no! It is the last bus!” How come! All the four buses arrived at the same time! Realizing I could not catch up with one, I stood there still without knowing what to do. Suddenly, the idea of taking a bus to NTU myself struck me. Avoid wasting a second, I rushed to the nearest bus stop. Only to find there was no bus available to NTU, I was completely driven to the state of irritation. Then I thought how about taking a taxi? But the idea was ruined once again, since I reached my hand into the pocket and found there was no money at all. While walking slowly back to Eton Hall with my head hanging down, I encountered a girl who was recognized as a Chinese student at the first sight. My hope came to life again. Instead of taking a taxi with a high fee, she advised taking the MRT first and then getting there by bus. So I did. With the guidance of a NTU student and the help of my friend, I reached the place finally.
Afterward I talked to my friends about the exciting exploration I had experienced. All of them listened so carefully with admirable stares at me as if I was the super hero in their eyes. Though it challenged me a lot, I was proud I made it at last.
March 6, 2009
After watching "The Lord of The Ring"(YSM)
Yesterday I watch the film “The Lord of The Ring”. It was a myth film and it was a story about a magic ring which could give the person who worn it infinite power. But the one wearing it wound also be consumed by it. It would poison the person’s mind and if someone worn it, the king of devil named Sauron would be woke up and then dark would creep back into the forest of the world and cover the world. In order to stop such thing happening, a boy called Frodo carried the ring and went to a volcano to destroy it. But Sauron wanted to get the ring. So on the way to destroy the ring Frodo came across a lot of gruesome army. Furthermore as Frodo carried the ring, the power of the magic in the ring enticed Frodo strongly to worn it. Before Frodo no one who got it managed to withstand the temptation. But Frodo know if he could not defend the temptation the world would be filled with dark. So he kept fighting against the army in reality and the devil idea in his mind. After a long tough struggle he managed to destroy the ring.
In fact everyone has such rings in our mind which we call allurements such as bribe and power. And many of us fail to control themselves and become addicted to them. So we should learn from Frodo that we should not conquered by the temptations and we should never give up withstanding the temptations until finally the enticements are beaten. After watch this film every time I want to stop studying to play computer games, I will thought about the hero in the film, Frodo and his deed will help me beat the bad ideas and motivate me to keep on studying and never give up.
In fact everyone has such rings in our mind which we call allurements such as bribe and power. And many of us fail to control themselves and become addicted to them. So we should learn from Frodo that we should not conquered by the temptations and we should never give up withstanding the temptations until finally the enticements are beaten. After watch this film every time I want to stop studying to play computer games, I will thought about the hero in the film, Frodo and his deed will help me beat the bad ideas and motivate me to keep on studying and never give up.
March 5, 2009
Nearly 3 months have passed……(YAP)
Since I went to high school, I never sigh with emotion that the time flows and would never stop because I think it's nonsense. However, I have no choice but to say that the time really flows and would never stop. I have come here for nearly 3 months. I just can't imagine this to be true. The time really goes too fast, maybe one day, when I get up, I would surprisingly discover that I have lived here for 10 years and it's time to go back to China already.
How I wish the time really flew like the bird flied pass my window, which disappeared in a twinkling of an eye. I have left my motherland for nearly 3 months. Are you all OK? My parents, my friends, and what's more, my beloved. In the above paragraph, I force myself to think the time passed quickly. However, I do feel that the time passed so slowly that the December, by which time I will go back to my hometown for a few days will never come.Although I know I will certainly have chance to go back in just a few months, I still can't manage to stop myself from being home sick.
However, as a man, a man from China, I will never stop going forward due to difficulty or any missing feeling. I will keep going till tomorrow, no matter what difficulty I will meet because I am a man from China, a man with ideal, and what's more, a man who wants to make those who love him and those whom he loves live a happy and rich life in the future.
I want to end this article with a song namedYou know the closer you get to something, the tougher it is to see it. And I will never take it for granted. Let's go!!!
LET'S GO!!!!
How I wish the time really flew like the bird flied pass my window, which disappeared in a twinkling of an eye. I have left my motherland for nearly 3 months. Are you all OK? My parents, my friends, and what's more, my beloved. In the above paragraph, I force myself to think the time passed quickly. However, I do feel that the time passed so slowly that the December, by which time I will go back to my hometown for a few days will never come.Although I know I will certainly have chance to go back in just a few months, I still can't manage to stop myself from being home sick.
However, as a man, a man from China, I will never stop going forward due to difficulty or any missing feeling. I will keep going till tomorrow, no matter what difficulty I will meet because I am a man from China, a man with ideal, and what's more, a man who wants to make those who love him and those whom he loves live a happy and rich life in the future.
I want to end this article with a song named
LET'S GO!!!!
Am I eating too much(JEGA)
I still think I am a little fat although you may not see through my appearance. When I lived in my hometown ,I thought it's ok because the weather sometimes was very cool and people need some fat in their body to keep warm.While , the weather in Singapore is always hot so the fat has disadvantages. Once we climbed a mountain with other schoolmates, I had more perspiration than others. In this case, I decided to lose weight.
I do not avoid talking about the topic about losing weight. I think it is just a normal thing in our daily life. We should have a better knowledge of our bodies and know what we should do to them. Losing weight is a positive way of keeping healthy but it depends on the way you choose.Unfortunately,I see no good in exercising in such hot weather. Then , maybe I should keep on a diet. I tried this way many times,it really worked.Some time before, the food in Eton Hall seemed terrible to me , it was easy for me to eating less than normal. Now,I happened to find the food in Eton Hall improves a lot and I cannot help enjoying the dishes.Also in NUS, I still have a big lunch everyday,especially the Chinese cooked food. I think I will go crazy sometime later.
Now, I determine to eat less and try to exercise more, maybe it's hard for me ,I'm a bit lazy and I have a good appetite.I should always be responsible for myself,right?
I do not avoid talking about the topic about losing weight. I think it is just a normal thing in our daily life. We should have a better knowledge of our bodies and know what we should do to them. Losing weight is a positive way of keeping healthy but it depends on the way you choose.Unfortunately,I see no good in exercising in such hot weather. Then , maybe I should keep on a diet. I tried this way many times,it really worked.Some time before, the food in Eton Hall seemed terrible to me , it was easy for me to eating less than normal. Now,I happened to find the food in Eton Hall improves a lot and I cannot help enjoying the dishes.Also in NUS, I still have a big lunch everyday,especially the Chinese cooked food. I think I will go crazy sometime later.
Now, I determine to eat less and try to exercise more, maybe it's hard for me ,I'm a bit lazy and I have a good appetite.I should always be responsible for myself,right?
March 3, 2009
let me talk about blog
A blog (a contraction of the term weblog) is a website, usually maintained by an individual with regular entries of commentary, descriptions of events, or other material such as graphics or video. Entries are commonly displayed in reverse-chronological order. "Blog" can also be used as a verb, meaning to maintain or add content to a blog.
Many blogs provide commentary or news on a particular subject; others function as more personal online diaries. A typical blog combines text, images, and links to other blogs, Web pages, and other media related to its topic. The ability for readers to leave comments in an interactive format is an important part of many blogs. Most blogs are primarily textual, although some focus on art (art), photographs (photoblog), sketches (sketchblog), videos (vlog), music (MP3 blog), audio (podcasting), which are part of a wider network of social media. Micro-blogging is another type of blogging, one which consists of blogs with very short posts. As of December 2007, blog search engine Technorati was tracking more than 112 million blogs. With the advent of video blogging, the word blog has taken on an even looser meaning — that of any bit of media wherein the subject expresses his opinion or simply talks about something.
The personal blog, an ongoing diary or commentary by an individual, is the traditional, most common blog. Personal bloggers usually take pride in their blog posts, even if their blog is never read by anyone but them. Blogs often become more than a way to just communicate; they become a way to reflect on life or works of art. Blogging can have a sentimental quality. Few personal blogs rise to fame and the mainstream, but some personal blogs quickly garner an extensive following. A type of personal blog is referred to as "microblogging," which is extremely detailed blogging as it seeks to capture a moment in time. Sites, such as Twitter, allow bloggers to share thoughts and feelings instantaneously with friends and family and is much faster than e-mailing or writing. This form of social media lends to an online generation already too busy to keep in touch.
the coming eton hall SM3 basketball game
The hostel life in Eton Hall is really boring. Everyday 8 out and 5 or 6 back. If there is no basketball court here ,I can not image the life like that. Basketball add colour to the dull everyday life. Now it is the time for basketball. There is planned to be a SM3 basketball 'All -Star' game in EHFA( Eton Hall Forest Arena). There are two teams there which are named as Team A and Team B . Team A is made up by almost Northeast and Southwest, and team B is almost southeast and northwest. The game is supposed to be the top level in Eton Hall sm3. If you miss the game ,you will regret for a long time. The game is planned at 7th,March , if it do not rain.Apart from the 'All-Star' , there will be a series of game among SM3 groups .It is a 3v3 cup game. It will be even more interesting.
Basketball is a popular game in the world. Also it is famous in Eton Hall. So many our handsome guys are sweating and working out on the basketball court. Even pretty girls join the game.It is a good sign that everybody is in sports.
What I want to say is that it is very important for us to protect us from injury in the games.It is very harmful for us to get hurt because it may cause a day's or more absent to school and it will leave bad effect on our study.
Besides, bad minton is another game that can be held in Eton Hall.Regarding the success of the pooling game, I have confidence to believe that Basketball Cup will be a success.
Basketball is a popular game in the world. Also it is famous in Eton Hall. So many our handsome guys are sweating and working out on the basketball court. Even pretty girls join the game.It is a good sign that everybody is in sports.
What I want to say is that it is very important for us to protect us from injury in the games.It is very harmful for us to get hurt because it may cause a day's or more absent to school and it will leave bad effect on our study.
Besides, bad minton is another game that can be held in Eton Hall.Regarding the success of the pooling game, I have confidence to believe that Basketball Cup will be a success.
March 2, 2009
Welcome To My Hometown,Enping(YSN)
Welcome to my hometown,Enping,Guangdong,where you can enjoy youselves in the wonderful natural scene and activities. Now,let me give you some tips to help your visits to my hometown more colourful.
The most famous travel spot of my hometown is hotspring. So famous that some travellers even call Enping The Hometown of Hotspring in China. There are three hotsprings in Enping. In general,they are different from the ones in Japen or other places,because they are big ---- a little like swimming pool,but of course,much more beautiful ----- so that you should not bathe without clothes like you do in Japen. As well,you can enjoy a silent and comfortable bath in a small pool if you don't like the people's great passion around you in big pools --- remember,with swimming clothes. All the hotsprings are in the countryside and designed very well,so you can have great sightseeings at mountains,forests and so on the same time when you bathing. If you stay in the hotsprings'holiday villages for a few days,you can also play golf,go fishing,have picnics besides hotspring.I am sure you will enjoy them.
Another good natural activity my hometown offers you is visiting to farms.What can you do to enjoy the great nature in farms of Enping? I can tell for a whole day. At first,enjoy the natural food. Chickens and geese run freely in the yard,vegetables in field without harmful chemical and all kinds of fruit trees including lichi,mango,longan are standing there for you! Secandly,experience the life in country.You can learn to do a few farmwords to relax and have some special experiences,what's more,you will get much knowledge about farming.Also,you can play golf,play basketball swimming and other kinds of sports there.They are actually very good places for who from cities to go.
Although Enping is just a very small city,its beautiful countryside worth going for visits very much. And all the people in Enping welcome you!
The most famous travel spot of my hometown is hotspring. So famous that some travellers even call Enping The Hometown of Hotspring in China. There are three hotsprings in Enping. In general,they are different from the ones in Japen or other places,because they are big ---- a little like swimming pool,but of course,much more beautiful ----- so that you should not bathe without clothes like you do in Japen. As well,you can enjoy a silent and comfortable bath in a small pool if you don't like the people's great passion around you in big pools --- remember,with swimming clothes. All the hotsprings are in the countryside and designed very well,so you can have great sightseeings at mountains,forests and so on the same time when you bathing. If you stay in the hotsprings'holiday villages for a few days,you can also play golf,go fishing,have picnics besides hotspring.I am sure you will enjoy them.
Another good natural activity my hometown offers you is visiting to farms.What can you do to enjoy the great nature in farms of Enping? I can tell for a whole day. At first,enjoy the natural food. Chickens and geese run freely in the yard,vegetables in field without harmful chemical and all kinds of fruit trees including lichi,mango,longan are standing there for you! Secandly,experience the life in country.You can learn to do a few farmwords to relax and have some special experiences,what's more,you will get much knowledge about farming.Also,you can play golf,play basketball swimming and other kinds of sports there.They are actually very good places for who from cities to go.
Although Enping is just a very small city,its beautiful countryside worth going for visits very much. And all the people in Enping welcome you!
Why Clap,Why Dance(YSN)
Why clap and why dance? If somebody asked me these questions before,I would probably tell them that we clap because we should respect and inspire the ones who give speeches or perform something and we dance because we want to make acquaintance with other people or for any other sociality purpose. However,after the concert I attended last Sunday,I got new understanding about clap and dance.
It was rainy at that day and when I got to the Victoria Concert Hall,my shoes and socks had become wet---you can imagine how awful I felt. The concert was performed by Braddell Heights Symphony Orchestra. The first one hour,it was Beethoven's Violin Concerto in D,which is so soft and romantic that I felt very comfortable and then,fell asleep. It's shameful to mention this,anyway. What was more,it made me forget my wet shoes and socks. But apart from these,I can't say more about it,because I know little about music and don't know how to appreciate it.
What made me feel really exicted about music and force me to write this article is the second part of the concert,Symphony No.3 from Brahms and Polovtsian Dances from Borodin. If Violin Concerto in D is mild wind,then these two must be storms. How enthusiastic the music was! Following the rythems,I just felt that I could not sit still any more. There was a sound in my mind and told me:"Dance,just dance with the worderful music." The music lighted the fire in my heart. When it came to the end,I just could not stop clapping,not for respect and inspire and gentle,I just could not stop. How high I was at that time!
So my new understanding about clap and dance is that we do so becauce of the strong emotion we have,and we just can't control ourselves not to express it. Next time,when you see somebody can't stop clapping and dancing,please do not take them as crazy men with problem in brain!
It was rainy at that day and when I got to the Victoria Concert Hall,my shoes and socks had become wet---you can imagine how awful I felt. The concert was performed by Braddell Heights Symphony Orchestra. The first one hour,it was Beethoven's Violin Concerto in D,which is so soft and romantic that I felt very comfortable and then,fell asleep. It's shameful to mention this,anyway. What was more,it made me forget my wet shoes and socks. But apart from these,I can't say more about it,because I know little about music and don't know how to appreciate it.
What made me feel really exicted about music and force me to write this article is the second part of the concert,Symphony No.3 from Brahms and Polovtsian Dances from Borodin. If Violin Concerto in D is mild wind,then these two must be storms. How enthusiastic the music was! Following the rythems,I just felt that I could not sit still any more. There was a sound in my mind and told me:"Dance,just dance with the worderful music." The music lighted the fire in my heart. When it came to the end,I just could not stop clapping,not for respect and inspire and gentle,I just could not stop. How high I was at that time!
So my new understanding about clap and dance is that we do so becauce of the strong emotion we have,and we just can't control ourselves not to express it. Next time,when you see somebody can't stop clapping and dancing,please do not take them as crazy men with problem in brain!
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