Recovering

My friends laughed at me.They laughed at my stupidness that i became upset because of a girl,become dispaired just because of a girl who doesn't like me at all.

'Why are you so stupid that getting yourself into a girl that doesn't like you at all?''Don't give up just because of a fish,there are fish in the sea.''Find a new target la...'

Wake up myself.

I am doing my best to forget her.But it takes time for me to recover.

Recovering...and waking up...

Forget the past

One week vacation.Staying at home but doing nothing.

I cannot imagine how weird i am.I just got many things to do before the vacation.

Why did i do like that?Just to forget her.

I want to get myself into tonnes of work so that i won't have even a little time to recall her.

But what am i doing now?

My mind will fly to her when i am free.

Working,working and working...studying,studying and studying...Why do i need to suffer like that?

'You think about her all the time,but does she think about you even a minute?'

What should i do???

Rejected finally. It is in my expectation.

Confess without too much preparations and lack of understanding between us, are my causes of failure, i think.

Friends surrounding told me not to give up, but i made the mind to forget her.

Why?

There are too many 'why' in my mind recently.

Why i become sad because of her?

Why she doesn't accept me?

Destiny.

That is the answer. I admit it.

I love her very much. I admit.

I want her to live happily forever. I admit.

Therefore i give up. Maybe i am not her Mr right.

Hold her hands or give away...your true love or a wish.

Hope she can get her true love soon...

Outside the window

There is a window in each room in our hostel. It is also the only side we can observe the life outside, or else we need to walk down stair to get a close look. Looking out from window in our rooms is the only way we be the outside observer.

When i have nothing to do, especially in afternoon, i will stay in my room. Sitting beside the table, looking at the road just in front of my block. The window in my room faces a road. There is a tennis court and futsal court beyond the road. A lot of college students will play sports there in every evening. However, nobody will be there especially in hot afternoon and on rainy day.

Looking outside, it is more on waiting. Waiting for someone to pass the road, to make some noise so that it can bring life for the 'standstill' afternoon. Perhaps i am persuaded by curiosity, whoever passed the road, i will approach the table to see who they are. Whether i know them or not.

Looking out from window, observing people's beings, and waiting for the next to walk past.

June...Another working month

School holidays are going to over soon. The kids are going back to school soon too. Then my work will be getting more and more...endless work...

My work became messy during the school holidays. That was because the kids came back regardless their ages. I could not use the work that i prepared before as they came together into my class...Oh my God!!! I even could not control their behaviour!!!

For how long i should go for such suffering life...

May...

They say May is a special month with many special days of celebration.

1st May is Labors day...a worldwide holiday.
11th May is Mother's day...a day with love and gratefulness for the greatest woman in the world,our beloved mums.
16th May is Teacher's day...a day of thankfulness for the people who guide us,bring us through darkness and innocent,teach us the knowledge of the universe,our respectful teachers.
From 24th May till 7th June...mid term holidays, a wonderful period for school children.

However, at the moment we are celebrating those events,there are still many people suffering from hunger,cold,pain and even death. They haven't recovered from the shock of those natural disasters.

This is how the people in Myanmar and China are after surviving from the typhoon and earthquake that took place recently.

You may call it"A Black May".

Even though supplies from all around the world reached the two countries just after the fatal took place,many people still live in darkness. They lost shelters,their family members,their belongings within a short while. We are here feel grateful for the concerns of the world to them.

As we know, a lot of professionals such as rescue army and medical team have reached the two countries to help those victims. Even professional psychologists came together to give counsellings for victims so that they can help them to reduce the harm of the trauma.

May God bless those suffering from the disasters recover from all sort of pain soon...

May those who are buried underground get peace...

My English is good???

That is not the first time for me to ask myself. However i have met few people who have given me assurance to my English proficiency. I am still doubtful with what they said. Am i as good as they said?

The first person who gave me such meaning is a female patient. As i needed to go to her room often,i had more time to talk to her. For each time we chat, we talked in English. That situation lasted for few times until one day, she asked me: are you Chinese?

I replied: of course, i am a pure Chinese! Why ? Am i looked like Malay or else? In order to show that i am a Chinese boy, i translated those words above in Chinese.

She then replied:nolah...i just wonder you talk English like those graduated from English school...

I replied with a shock:no, i came from Chinese school!!!

The second person that i met was a English lecturer.

He is such a friendly man who possesses a great sense of humor. He used to tell me a lot of jokes in his life and share his experience with me. I was so blessed that i had the chance to get lecture from him. He also told me that my English proficiency is even better than those he mentioned.

The third person i met was an engineer who did teach English language in High school.

He is another funny guy who comes with jokes every time. We have chances to talk to each other as i needed to carry out treatments for him. He once asked me:which school you come from?

I answered him:i came from a Chinese school, sir.

He also replied with a shock: you came from Chinese school? But you can speak English well! Your English level is considered good!

I wondered:is it true?

He kept asking:do you speak English at home? Or your parents are English educated?

I replied honestly:no, sir. Both my parents are not highly educated. I don't speak English with my parents.

I still feel that my English level is low compared to other people. There are spaces for me to improve. But, anyway, thanks for their assurance which has added up my confidence towards myself.