Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Friday, September 02, 2011
Distance
no matter what, just try to get yourself fix into the pieces whenever something goes wrong.
Friday, July 29, 2011
遗憾
每当发呆的时候,一个人影不经会闪过我的脑海里。她曾经活在我的世界里,可是,记忆中的她愈来愈模糊了。当她离开人世的时候,我哭了好几天,也在棺 材旁睡上了一晚。我很厌恶葬礼的仪式,因为,两年内共经历了两次。这会让我有种错觉:接下来,还有谁呢?今年,又有两位叔公离开了人世,张家又少了几名家 庭成员。生死离别就好像一场旅程,大家坐在一列列的火车上,被安排坐在不同的位子上,谁先下车,无人知晓。在我的生命里,有些人中途下了车,又有人搭上了 车;有些下车了但偶尔还会搭一搭顺风车休息,或着,有些人是被我赶下车的。缘,是火车的燃料也是方向针,是指引也是迷津;缘,一直绕着我的火车。
奶奶得了癌症,起初,我不以为异,因为,我知道她不会离开我的。那时候,我就是这么想的。果然,她做了治疗痊愈了。直到我阅读了一本关于一位女生在奋抗病 魔的经历时,我才知道原来治疗是很痛苦的。那时候,我不懂。后来,病情恶化了,奶奶变了另一人似的。她很瘦,脸色苍白,常喊着:“很痛,很痛!”从妈妈的 口中得知,大家都不想让她知道她的癌症又复发了,还是末期。末期,好熟悉又陌生的词。电视剧常演着医生拿着报告,主角焦虑地等待医生的报告:你得了癌症。 看到他精湛的演技,大概都知道的了癌症的心情吧!
刚开始,奶奶喊很痛,很痛的时候,我不知道该这么办;那时候的我才十四岁。后来,奶奶躺在病床上痛苦的呻吟声逐渐地让我习惯了。经过多年的洗礼,我开始后 悔也恨自己为什么那么没用,奶奶病危时,我经过什么责任?我没有在床边好好陪她说话(当时,大多数,她都是在迷迷糊糊的状态),没有为她更换衣物,抹身 体,喂吃药等。我都没有做到,为什么?因为,我害怕,我的奶奶变了。第一次,姑姑拨电话来说奶奶不行了。一行人都聚在祖屋哭哭啼啼的,我也哭得泪不成泣, 奶奶要走了。可是,奶奶活下来了,不是好事,她便得更痛苦。当奶奶去世时,我是在高兴与悲伤之间徘徊。因为,一路以来,我觉得她留在世上是在折磨着她,她 很痛,我们无法帮她,还骗她是风湿痛,拿风油帮她揉脚、揉背。奶奶躺在棺材的模样我不敢多看,仪式结束后,我也把这件事给淡忘了。
中学的生活好不忙碌,忙考试,忙补习,忙课外活动。空闲时和朋友到处玩玩,生活过得非常充实。奶奶的影子偶尔会出现在我的脑里。端午节,我们会想起奶奶包 粽子的模样,我想念那娘惹粽子,只属于奶奶的味道,再也吃不到了。中秋节,我们会想起与爷爷、奶奶、姑姑们相聚的日子。奶奶喜欢热闹,她会把亲朋戚友叫来 一起赏月,吃月饼,吃她煮的佳肴。我的灯笼,是我牵着奶奶的手,她带我去买的。几岁?忘了。奶奶带我去菜市时,我爱买这个那个,尤其是糖果啦,酸梅啦等 等。奶奶都会把酸梅放在特定的地方,每次,我都会偷偷地去拿,现在,同样的地方,酸梅不在了。新年,又刻上了奶奶的脸。年初一,奶奶会化妆得漂漂亮亮,再 派红包给我,给子孙。小时候,我很喜欢找奶奶玩。奶奶会剥葡萄皮后才给我吃葡萄。
“妈妈,帮我剥葡萄皮。”
“剥葡萄皮要很多功夫的,麻烦,自己做。只有你的奶奶这么疼你,一粒粒葡萄给你剥了皮才让你吃。”对呀,奶奶的好,我好怀念。
“奶奶一生人都没有真的享清福,她就去了。”有一天,妈妈悠悠说道。曾经,我以为长大后,可以孝顺奶奶,带她去吃好吃的。原来这看是普通的事情,机会没 了,就没了。我的手提电脑里没有奶奶的照片,那时,我还没有数码相机。她的模样,只是在泛黄的相片簿里,那微发胖的奶奶。
印象最深刻的是在我十二岁时,圣诞节前夕,我到新加坡玩。我吃了奶奶隔夜煮的炒饭。在要搭巴士会马来西亚是,我呕吐不停。一包包的纸袋装满了我的吐泻物, 连巴士司机都询问我的妈妈要不要载我到新山的医院去挂急诊。奶奶以为是她的食物造成我生病了,一路上非常照顾我。我看见奶奶的内疚,我很惭愧。
我是她的第一个家孙,妈妈说从小时候,我就是家里的宝。现在,我可是想象到那时的情形。为什么太小的时候记忆是模糊的?如果,如果我记得,我对她的回忆就 不会那么少了。奶奶,对不起,我没能孝顺你。这句话在我的心里面隐藏了许久,有时候,我会在心里和你说话,你听到吗?你的地方没有GPS,我追踪不到你。 当我考UPSR是拿全科A,我把喜讯告诉你,你还给了我奖励金。当我考PMR,SPM,甚至是大学时,我已经没能向你取奖励金了,没能向你报告喜讯了。
引用张小娴的一句话:“再美好的旅程也有歸途,再幸福的相逢,也有暫別的時候。相聚和離別,愛和恨,歡喜和失落,哭和笑這些戲碼,總是在人生中不停上演。 然後有一天,我們會習慣離別,卻依然掉下不捨的熱淚。” 我們會習慣離別,卻依然掉下不捨的熱淚,我懂了。我喜欢看张小娴的微博了,她的文笔不矫揉做作,写得很真实,让我明白当中的道理。
这份遗憾在今天释放了出来,我的奶奶。请大家珍惜身边的人,我也在学习着呢!
Thursday, July 28, 2011
A little boy's story
I was thinking should I quit the job as I start looking for University to pursue my degree. Yesterday, I went to my work place. The kids were sitting in the classroom waiting for me and when I came in, a girl said,"Teacher, he bought you a gift." I could see a joyous face on her and a blushing face on him. He gave me a small notebook, ANGRY BIRD notebook.
"Wow, thank you. Will it be too expansive? Where you bought it?"I sat down and he handed the notebook to me.
"No.I bought it at bookshop."He smiled without looking at my eyes.
"May I ask how much is it?"
"RM2."
"Wow."voices from both of us,the little girl and I. He bought RM3 to school and he spend RM2 for me? He is such a sweet guy. I understand why he gave it to me.
"Thank you. Can you write your name there? And date as well." I wanted to remember that day, meaningful day.
Recalling back to the first day I met him, I saw beside him, this little boy was shivering, didn't dare to say anything to me while the other two students were chit-chatting with me, non-stop.
He is a slow learner but he is a very nice boy, a very gentleman KID! The little girl always bullies him and he just dares to say,"Wey, it's my pencil." In the end, he still lets her takes his pencil.
By looking at them, I understand the kids' world now. Remember once I asked them what are their ambitions.
"Doctor!"
"Scientist!"
"...Car Technician."This little boy spoke softly. I was surprised why he wanted to become a car technician as this occupation doesn't really so-called appear in Moral Study book. The students wanted to become doctor or scientist become those terms appear in that book, ha-ha.
"Why you want to become a car technician?"I asked, curiosity drove me crazy.
"Because my father is a car technician!"He was smiling cheerfully. I could imagine a circle of light around his head. He smiled like an angel.
His smile melts my heart. Thank you for giving me a book to encourage me I should continue teaching until I leave to further my study.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
婆婆的眼泪
有多少人会时常想起自己的公公婆婆?在外地生活的子孙们,除了年中间见他们几次之外,有多少次回到家乡陪伴他们?老人,在这社会已经逐渐变成在家摆 放的“饰品”,面对电视或佣人,终日无所事事。孩子们长大了,开始工作,为自己的事业拼搏,从早忙碌到晚,有多少人真正能拨出时间陪伴家中的老人?“妈, 爸,我回来了。”这句简单的问候语或许已变成稀有的珍宝,每当孩子回来了,老人已睡了。撇开与爸妈同住的子女,有多少人在外波工作还会把爸妈带在身边?甚 至有了家庭的子女,有多少人会把父母接回来一起住?相处易,同住难;这总是媳妇的推辞的理由。我的婆婆公公住在郊外,有所大房子,生活过得非常朴素,可是 对他们来说,照顾孙子及与街坊谈上个家常便饭,生活就过得非常美满。舅舅们都住在国外,假期时会回来探望他们俩老,所以,我们这家人与公公婆婆接触得比较 多。
“表弟,这星期六要回新加坡了。”当我起身时,妈妈告诉我的。
“什么?!”对,是有点儿惊讶,我知道他们俩兄弟迟早要回去的,只不过,没想到,小表弟先回去适应生活。
我准备了一张小卡片要送给表弟,可惜没能亲手交给他,他已经随着舅母搭巴士回到新加坡了。人就是这样,平日怎么不多找他玩呢?傍晚,妈妈开始忆起他小时的 趣事,她说,走远了,少联络,就不会熟悉了。对呀,多少亲戚在国外,回到来仍有亲情绊着我们,可是,身边的朋友总会比他们更要好。婆婆拨了电话给妈妈,说 要去吃海鲜。
星期六,下午,阳光异常猛烈,我暗自谩骂:该死的太阳!平日当我驾车时,晒得我变成黑炭少女。海鲜楼不在我家附近,而是在外波,需要多过30分钟的车程, 爸爸驾车,我不介意!一路上,我在想,婆婆还好吗?摇摇晃晃的,我们抵达了;平日婆婆他们总会比我们先到达,这是第一次,他们还没来。
没多久,婆婆,公公和大表弟到了。“婆婆,公公。”妹妹和我礼貌地向他们打招呼。婆婆走到柜台点了食物后便坐下了。我的表弟,一个十一岁,一个八岁;八岁的已经回了新加坡,剩下这表弟等他考完初六评估考试也要回去了。哎,时间过得真快,光阴如梭,或许就是这个意思吧!
“康,弟弟回去新加坡,还习惯吗?”我的妈妈提问他。
“习惯。”他面带微笑地回答。
“有哭吗?”妈妈继续问他。
“没有。”
“有哭嘛?”这次换我发问,我知道他已经答了,可是,怎么也不死心。
“没有。”他回答时没有看着我。
菜肴一碟碟程上来,大家都开动了。
“你 知道吗?源(小表弟)告诉我,嫲嫲,这么快就要回去了,我很不舍得你。”婆婆一面说,一面流眼泪,就在这餐厅内。我看着我的婆婆,蓦地,心非常痛。虽然他 们顽皮时,婆婆总说:”你们回新加坡去。”可是,她心里非常不舍得他们。含辛茹苦地把孙子拉拔长大,过程中的甜酸苦辣都烙在婆婆的心,的脑里。我眉头一 锁,强忍住那滴泪别留下来,继续吃我手中的螃蟹,试图平靜了我心中的波瀾。
“他还说,嫲嫲,我回的时候,你千万别哭啊!”婆婆继续说道。
“你们知道为什么吗?”一滴晶莹剔透的泪又从鱼尾纹的眼睛留下。我们都不说话,尤其是公公,我知道他也是很想念孙子,但,他只是静静地在旁聆听。
“他 说,嫲嫲,要是你哭了,我也会哭的,我怕到时候我会忍不住。”婆婆的手稍微震抖,眼泪像断了线的珍珠,噼哩啪啦,流落在桌面上。婆婆今儿把我们叫来,她是 伤心,是想念,需要我们支持。大家都懂,那儿的教育制度是很好,理智上,是该让孩子们在那儿深造;心理上,这就好像从自己的身上狠狠割出一块肉,心头肉, 把他送走。内心的矛盾很奇妙,口头上说:“你得去”,因为婆婆免得他不肯回去;可是,内心是不断地挣扎,在这两者间徘徊,婆婆真的需要时间来好好调适自 己。我示意妹妹那片纸巾给婆婆,让婆婆擦擦眼泪,自己,也忍不住留下两行泪了。谁也没有管那里是餐厅,旁人的异样眼光。张小娴说过:“最美好的愛情不也像 親情嗎?親情卻也有它很像愛情的時候。人間的感情,千姿百態,也許,就像吃麻辣鍋那樣,百般滋味,卻還是可以放在一起的。” 我的亲情,在我读大学以后,变得像爱情一样了。
吃饱后,回到婆婆家,一路上,我凝望着前面的车,在想婆婆公公老了,很多时候需要子孙的关怀,作为孙女,我有尽我的能力去孝顺他们吗?婆婆总是拿着钱塞给 我,握着我的手说着:拿去,婆婆有钱,你是大学生,需要用钱的。拿,拿去买些吃的。可是,有一次,我带婆婆到百货公司里添购衣物,婆婆看到一件漂亮的衣裳 标价才三十令吉,她也不舍得给自己买。这让我,很惭愧,拿了婆婆这么多钱,婆婆从无怨言。
“刚才,我叫康拉着弟弟上车,别让他跑了。哎呀,我怎么忘了弟弟已经去了新加坡?”婆婆正在嘲笑着自己。听者不经心酸啊!
“为了不想这么多,我把床单换了,窗也抹了,告诉自己别想了。”婆婆笑着说,说得揪得我的心,不知该如何回答。这又让我想起张小娴的一句话:“來日漫長,小火慢煮的愛,歷久而彌新。”这形容,再贴切不过了。
其实,陪伴家人的时间很少,我已经在外地读书,回来的次数也越来越少,婆婆总会把握着机会为我煮一餐家常便饭,普通却浓味,因为它包括了爱。再美味的佳 肴,如果煮的意义不在,再好吃也徒然无味。简单朴素的家庭不需要靠金钱去装饰,不需要名利去包装,因为我们要的是原汁原味的情,出自内心的情,家才和谐, 才会又让人无论在多遥远的地方,都想回家的感觉。
年迈的公公婆婆让我知道了,他们老了,需要更多的关爱,你呢?你能给你的双亲,公公婆婆些什么?
*此文章纯粹表达内心的感受*
Saturday, July 23, 2011
蜡笔的故事
我两年没有写散文了,大家迁就点看吧。 ==lll
我需要一点意见,来更进我那几乎生锈的文笔,也就是你们所谓的Reader Response,哈哈哈。
如果你觉得我写得很怪异的话,请告诉我。〉_〈
声仪,谢谢你给我的灵感,大家一起加油吧。=)
以上。
蜡笔
并排的木桌上,摆着一盒散开的蜡笔。黑色的盒盖上显眼地印着“辉柏嘉”的标志。
桌子旁站着一个哭泣的小孩,豆子般的眼泪一颗一颗掉下,爬在他那被涂得红通通的脸蛋上。小铭稚龄地把双颊上的泪水擦掉,却连带着脸上的红色蜡笔印也擦到耳边去。看着两边脸被红色蜡笔涂鸦得一蹋糊涂的小铭,我呆立在原地,突然有点不知所措。回过神来,才发现自己该立刻动手处理,至少,先让这刺耳的哭声停止。
这些孩子又闯祸了,是我低估了这些七岁的小毛头。可是眼前这幅情景,让一个刚上任的班主任,情何以堪呢?
[老师…他…] 小铭吸一吸悬挂着的鼻涕,指着对面的小荣,抽泣着说,[是他…画…我…呜呜…]
小荣矮小的身躯却没有一丝害怕,眼睛死死盯着哭得稀里哗啦的小铭,眼眶里也带着打滚的泪珠,却始终没有掉下来。他的手上紧握着一支被磨钝的红色蜡笔。想必在我还没进班之前,小荣用蜡笔狠狠地在小铭脸颊上画圈圈,让此刻的小铭看起来像个化妆失败的小僵尸。
班上的小同学惊讶地盯着他们两个,有些眼睛瞪得老大,仿佛这比观赏吉尼斯世界纪录的现场还要精彩。我安抚了班上的同学以后,带着小僵尸,啊不对,是小铭出去洗脸。踏出课室之前,我回头看看这起闹剧的肇事者。
他低着头闪躲同学们的眼光,但他的手心里,却依然握着那支蜡笔。
很紧很紧。
***
我承认,我真的不了解这孩子。
事后,我尝试问过小荣,为什么要那样做。他只是咬着嘴唇,频频摇头。其实我并不奢望,能从他口中问出些什么,其他老师都说他口里含着金块,因为几乎不是必要,他都不会开口说话。平时在班上,他就像个若有若无的幽灵一样,总是静静地坐在角落。我以为他只是一时调皮,想要发泄而已。
第二次,又是他,又是红色蜡笔。
这一次哭的是小荣,因为我按捺不住自己,对他吼了一句,[小荣!你怎么又欺负同学!]。他的身体卷缩成一团,把头低得就快要亲吻到桌上的作业簿,像个受惊吓的刺猬一般,抗拒着所有外界的接触。他的眼泪像陨石一样,吧嗒吧嗒地坠落在他的作业簿上,沾湿了大半页。
身旁男同学的手被他用红色蜡笔胡乱地涂鸦,很多红色的蜡笔印一横一竖地躺在他的手臂上。小同学用无辜得令人怜悯的眼神看着我,很明显他并不知道,自己为什么会成为画板。我很仔细地看过这些蜡笔印,即不像字体,也不像图样。可我总觉得,这些印记像些什么。
也许小孩的世界,大人永远无法理解。
我凑近小荣,用纸巾轻轻地拭去他粉嫩的脸上挂着的泪痕,尽可能放缓我的语气。[小荣啊,]我弯下身摸摸他的头,把披散在他脸上的发丝扫开,看着他的眼睛说,[下次不许再这样了,知道吗?]
他没有点头,也没有回应,不过倒像是用力把即将掉下来的眼泪忍住了。这时候,我隐约听见他紧闭的双唇里,挤出两个字。他说得那么轻,轻得几乎没有人听见,更也许根本不想让别人听见的两个字。
妈妈。
***
第三次,还是他,还是那些红色的,纵横交错的蜡笔印。
这一次我再也忍无可忍了,既然他抿着嘴唇什么都不肯说,唯一一个了解他的方法,就是通知他的父母。那一天放学,小荣的妈妈预期出现在办公室门外。她是很朴素的一个女人,穿着不花俏的深蓝色长袖衣,扎得有点随意的马尾,加上她苍白的脸色,让她更显憔悴。
她看到我以后,没等我开口,就连连说着很抱歉,没有管教好小荣之类的话。小荣一见到妈妈,就拔腿奔到她的身后,猛拉着妈妈的袖子。当妈妈试图安抚身后的小荣时,我看见了她被拉起的衣袖下,在那比她脸色更苍白的皮肤上,有些像是被鞭打过的伤痕。妈妈挣脱了小荣的手,有点慌张地把衣袖拉下来,很快地把手放到身后。
突然,我的脑袋像是被强力冲击过一般,因为那些伤痕让我想起了某些东西。
就像是,那些七横八竖的红色蜡笔印。
真的很像。
***
我不喜欢老师,因为她问我很多问题,我不想回答。可是妈妈说要乖,要听老师的话。
小铭每次都说我矮,他跟爸爸一样讨人厌,所以我把他画得像爸爸一样。爸爸每次脸红红地回家,手里拿着一个瓶子,我都会看到妈妈哭,而且她的手上和脚上都有很多很多红色的印记。我不知道那些是什么,只觉得妈妈好像很痛,很伤心。那次我画小斌,老师就骂我,我真的不明白。
我只是,想念妈妈而已。
这是一篇很好的文章,我的朋友---嘉颖执笔的。
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Teacher : Is she pretty ?
Kid : (nodded his head and blushed)
Teacher : You want her to be your girlfriend ?
Kid : (nodded his head and blushed)
Teacher : But she is in Singapore.
Kid : (disappointed face)
(girl) 5 yrs old kid : Hi, Ms Cheong.
Teacher : How's your day ? :)
5 yrs old kid : Today I have spelling but I get one wrong.
Teacher : Ohhh, come, sit on my lap.
Teacher : Do you love me ? If you love me, kiss my cheek.
...(she kissed me)
Teacher : Thanks! You want my kiss ?
(she nodded her head and I kissed her. After that she smiled and walked away ♥)
Teacher : Class, today teacher is not feeling well.
Student A (6 yrs old) : Teacher, I will be very obedient today !
Teacher : What did you say ?!
Student (6 yrs old) : You are sick, I cannot make noise, I will be obedient today !
Teacher : Ow.... ♥
Student A (6 yrs old) : Ms Cheong, I am not ultraman today !
Teacher : Who are you today ?
Student A : Spiderman ! (pointing his shirt)
Teachre : HaHa, all right Spiderman !
A boy was wearing Ultraman t shirt.Teacher : ultraman ! ultraman !
boy (6 yrs old) : what ?
Teacher : faster copy down the question.
boy : ok.
Teacher : ultraman ! ultraman !
boy : Ms cheong, can you please be quite ? I need to focus and copy the question..
Thursday, July 14, 2011
being a teacher.
Teacher : All right class, if you finish your work, I will give you a sticker !
Students : Yeah !
Next day,
Student A : Teacher, I want to look at your sticker book !
Teacher : After class, I will let you to have a look.
Student A : Teacher, where is your sticker book ?
Teacher : After class, I will let you to have a look.
after 15 minutes,
Student was "emo-ing" ...
Teacher : Why are you not doing your homework?
Student A : Teacher, I want your sticker book.
Teacher : @#@$#$^&^%*&(*(*$#@#$$#^%&.....
NEXT !
Teacher : all right class, draw anything you want on this piece of paper !
Students : Teacher, I want to draw rabbits, rainbows, penguins .......
Teacher was helping the students to draw rainbows...
Student B : Teacher, why your rainbow, the red is at the bottom ?
Teacher : hahaha, this is an upside down rainbow ! (T.T)
Student C : Teacher, I want you to draw penguin for me.
Teacher : Can you draw it yourself ? I am teaching the others.
Student C : Teacher, I want you to draw penguin for me.
Teacher : Draw it yourself please. Quiet !
Student C : Teacher, I want you to draw penguin for me.
Teacher : .............................................................
Then,
Student D : Teacher, what are you drawing?
Teacher : Iron !
Student D : Teacher, your drawing is so ugly !
Teacher : Sorry, can you please draw it for me ?
Student E : Teacher, X says she eats shits at home !
Teacher : Don't eat !
Student E : Teacher, Y throws things at me !
Teacher : Don't throw !
Student E : Teacher, I get chocked !
Teacher : Huh ?! Come come ! Are you okay?
Student E : Teacher, I am hot !
Student E : Teacher ! Teacher ! Teacher !
Teacher : ..... (faint)
One night, teacher met a handsome student.
Teacher : Handsome boy ~
Student F : *blush* *walked away*
Teacher : Handsome boy ~
Student F : *blush*
Teacher : Hey, do you know my name ?
Student F : Don't know. *blush*
Teacher : I am Ms. Cheong.
Next day,
Student F : Ms Cheong !
Teacher : Who calls me?
Student F : Me~ *blush*
Teacher : All right, let's do your homework !
Student G : I am bored !
Teacher : Do your homework please !
Student G : I am sleepy !
Teacher : Go wash your face.
Student G : I am bored !
Teacher : ... ... ... help !
Student H : Teacher, what is frangipani ?
Teacher : uhm, a kind of flower ?!
Student H : I want to see !
Teacher went home and google search for her.
Student I : Teacher, can you please draw me a green angry bird?
Teacher : I don't know how to draw.
Student J : Student I, I am sure teacher knows how to draw blue angry bird !
Teacher : T.T ....
NExt !
Teacher : Do you like to sing ? (prepared a song for them)
Student K,L,M : NO ! NO ! NO !
Teacher : Do you want me to sing for you ?
Students : Huh? Teacher, you want to sing infront of so many people here?
Teacher : *slient*
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Reunion
Friday, June 24, 2011
out of expectation
I always believe this will not happen, not prejudice. just feel hard to believe they would make it happen.
we cannot be too certain about something which we, how would I say it, urhm, which we just start to make a draft, but not in a real form yet. we cannot give a confirm answer: YES/NO.
definitely not.
dearest friend,
just to let you know. I support you ! :D
haha.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
LOVE
if the other person is willing to save you with his life.
can we imagine, how deep the love is ? how far that it goes?
it is just a drama, soap opera, but it made me shedding tears.
I get touched not because of the characters acted too good, it is because I understand it. IT.
with half open sleepy eyes, I am writing this blog. not too sure what am I typing on keyboards, just wanna express : what I need more in life?
everyone in each stage will have different desires, right?
is another crossroad, for us to choose.
LEFT OR RIGHT?
Sunday, March 20, 2011
to this world, what's the meaning of war? What will those people do when tsunami attack them in the middle of war? will they still kill each other? or help each other out ? facing the enormous wave, will they hug each other in terror without differentiate who's the enemy ? I realise that, before things happen on us, we won't make any changes.
Is money important? Last time I didn't like to recieve red pocket as my present, I rather the adults bought me something I could use. but now, as I grow up, I understand red pocket is more useful than the THINGS now, does it apply to you too ? It doesn't mean I value the money more than anything, it is just that, money has become more important as my age increases. I am always in the middle of thinking two sides, absolute sides, it is either be too bad or too good, I try to balance it, in the end, it makes me to understand, only experience, can make me learn.
LOVE? I feel that, after I graduated from high school, I learn more about love. especially love for family. environment can make people change, I believe.
To trust, to give up, to avoid, to accept, it is not hard to experience these feelings, as long as, you are living as a human with Hearts.
just crap here!
tata
Thursday, March 10, 2011
volleyball
doing exercise twice a week at least I can persuade myself I have change to keep fit, by not just sleep and eat, STUDY as well. hahahaha...
at the beginning of those training days, I was afraid of the new people. luckily Li Ying joined the club with me, and both of us really tried to learn as much as we can.
She is a fast learner, now she already can play it quite well compared to those in my high school.
The people there are friendly as well, I start to mix with them, hmmm, actually I've fun now !
although only left one month more, I will still appreciate the days I spent in this college, and volleyball club will be one of my best college memories !
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Rest in peace
Hope he rest in peace, sorry uncle, I didn't get to know you very well, but I appreciate the love of the family we had. see you.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Chinese new year 2011
every chinese new year will get to see the relatives whom I don't usually meet. chit-chat, sort of, reunion dinner.
all the process goes through every year, but it is very remarkable !
Hopefully this year will be a wonderful Chinese New Year :)
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Faster
Thursday, January 13, 2011
recently, something has changed, we are no longer "litte kids", we need to think of our future. I started to think as well. been through ups and downs, finally and hopefully it will settle down, I've been thinking for days and nights. but thanks for the friends who are always there for me.
sometimes, the connection between humans are unique I would say it in this way. at first, we were close to each other, but slowly we are not. this doesn't make us become enemy, just not that close anymore, yea, sort of. I understand single bit about this person or that person... it helps me to grow a lot. MENTALLY ! well, you guys won't agree I know.
my friends have been telling me they are so stress for form 6, well guys, let's cheer up, don't make yourself get sick, take care !!! although we are all at different places, I believe hearts has linked us together.