It is not the Road

My changeable personality brings me a awful life.

Since after the period of examination, nothing in the world seems capabale to draw my attention, not to say my ambition to engage in. Those complusory for me turn out to be the most discouraging. They include, for example, dissertation as well as Solar Campus. Ecology of Babblers is my ever first piece of dissertation (lengthy essay), which mostly, I guess, require a massive effort. Students who fail to acquire GPA more than 2.7 are supposed to take this course of essay writing, whislt the others would be crazily engrossing in the backbreaking FYP, short for Final Year Project worth 12 credits, costing double credits of the dissertation. Stupid people prefer FYP. That is it. On the other hand, being not a academic course in the university, Solar Campus, by Greenpeace, one of the most noted non-governmental green organization around the world, is another much more frightening task to me. The workload in SC conservatively guessed is just equivalent to a 24 credits in HKU. Never should anyone who have taken charge of something in SC do away with his responsibility or something he is responsible for, which would result in amazingly great discouragement to other people working together. Who without a strong sense of responsiblity and belonging, therefore, had better not join solarcampus as a core member. That's what I always liked to reiterate and hope people can understand beforehand. But today, I have already been discouraged by myself and my own duty since the most acute problems have already arisen, mostly due to my changeable personality. I no longer believe in what solarcampus is doing could help improve the situation of HK, needless to say that of the world. My theory, which Michael seems not able to agree with, is the Earth is on its deteriorating way and soon comes to a disastrous ending, regardless what green-groups, who keep wasting donators' money and material, around the world are calling for. The world nowadays has no more belonged to the nature since the days the crazy experiments and inventions contributed by scientists, who merely have a short-term simply definable propose instead of long-term result. This argument was quoted in my year 1 SCNC essay entitled "why do I NOT want to be a scientist?" and turned in to asshole Prof. Lee Kan Ji. C- was the outcome of my SCNC course, probably because it's no use citing the Bible to a non-christian.

The reason I am spending long time here writing so-called "diary" in English is that I am entitled to take part in the English exam of IELTS in early March next year. Essay writing is one of the major part of the exam. Responding to my informal enquiry, Michael personally adimtted that Essay writing amid the 4 aspects of language capability is likely to be the one which could most reflect a person's strength of English. I think so too. As remember, I said, addressing to Hing, that on the two days of the IELTS exam our English would be at the top in our life, which however, at the same time, acting as a turning point, followed by a significant drop. Both of us smiled, but it is probably true.

My study momentum has been fully broken by my academic conditions. First, I am destined never to obtain a honor of 2nd A, unless my GPA in this final year could be as high as 3.6 in average. I would be very pleased already if I get more than 2.6. Due to this reason, regardless of how much credits I am taking this year, it doesn't help and the situtaion will merely more or less the same. As a result, being adapted to a tappy life of university, I would rather take as less credits as possible. Let's see if I would be allowed to take as less as 18 in the next semister. There are two remaining cord subjects and I will turn out need not go to the campus anymore, so seeking for a postition at present would be very much advisable. Haha. Kiding. Generally, attentions of lectures are never taken as a count of assessment and by evaluating the prior history of courses taken and exminated I dare announce hereby that the exam result is absolutely independent on how long you attend in lectures, how many references or textbook you read, how many emails of enquiry you send to the lecturers, etc. but chiefly depends on your luck and sources you obtain just before the examination. It calls this The Road of University.

It's not the road! (咁唔係路)

Happy Birthday to Katy

It was 25th December, the day on which both Jesus Christ and one of our sexy babies, Pretty Katy, were born. Everybody around were supposed to be glad, enjoying this merry festival, especially Katy’s good friends like us. I got up bright and early. But actually there was none of things for me to do on that day time. Time seems slowed down and no longer flies as quickly as it supposed to be. I sat in front of the television for hours without focusing on anything, merely recalling my past, my old little world, and what I have at that moment from my memory like a sieve.

At about 6 o’clock in the evening, I was phoned and informed that there was a birthday party for Katy held in Juno’s house at night. Participants were supposed to meet at 7 in Mei Fu MRT station. At that moment I was seeing the VCD just borrowed, with a title of “Hana and Alice”. It is a Japanese love film and considerably touching. The two major actresses, who do ballet in many scenarios, are pretty and make the entire movie elegant. Looking up at the clock, I found I could arrive in Mei Fu on time even if I finished the whole movie. After that I went to wash up, got changed and left home.

At 7:05 I stepped out of the train onto the Mei Fu platform. I got Connie there. Being classmates for more than two years, none of us should be surprised by the good news from Connie that the other bitches would come later, some even for more than half an hour. We were there to prepare for the hot-pot dinner at which many food and beverages were needed for some 8 people this time. Connie and I were hanging around with the purpose of locating any shop providing proper kinds of hot-pot food. We found a supermarket but unfortunately it was providing not enough. We consequently took advices from Katy. Eventually two of us came to a shop specific for what we needed. Connie was so insane and was keeping putting products into the basket, no matter what I said. I stopped her at last, at a time which our basket was full with much more than enough food.

People arrived one by one. We came to a cake shop to purchase a “black forest” birthday, which cost $55. It was inexpensive and looked delicious.

We all went up to Juno’s home and were welcome by Juno’s parents. People, excluding I, started preparing all stuff for Katy. Some of them were handling with the dinner, some dealing with presents, some writing “heard-word notebook”.

“Beauty and the Beast” was showing then.

Katy was then invited to come. She lives in Mei Fu as well.
Katy prepared a well-set hair style wining thousands of praises. The dinner then began. It last for a long span of time. People were ingesting at a slow pace just because all of their attention was paid on the Disneyland cartoon movie. Frankly, I love that movie anyway.

Too much food was on the table but people were no longer capable to eat anymore. All of us, except me again, were cleaning up the table in order to be ready for the next part of the party. Light was abruptly turned off, and the birthday cake with candlelight prepared in advice was taken out in a warm and hear-touching atmosphere. Katy was delighted by it. We sang the “happy birthday song”, followed by her blowing the flickering candles out. People turned out to be excited and kept yelling. The cake was divided into pieces and delivered to everyone. Although I decided to be on diet (for my charter 10km), I ate as it was Katy’s birthday cake. There was no point not to eat, even though it is poisoned by Dr. Gu, right?

Here came the most fantastic moment that night. The present prepared by ladies was placed somewhere in the house. The game was that we commanded Katy to seek for her gift, making use of our hints in terms of the frequency of “do-do” sounds we produced. That is, the higher the frequency, the closer to the present she was. Needless to say, she got her present shortly afterwards. It was actually placed under the sofa. The present was a chocolate, a necklace and a pair of earrings. Katy was again delighted.

My present for Katy was myself. But she refused to accept. I made me sick.

Anyway, people were giving great effort, in the hope of Katy’s happy birthday. Hope she can be happy forever.

Hope so.

Merry Xmas

Merely 18 (3 courses time 6 credits each) out of 42 credits in this semister were contributed by cores with compulsory examinations. They were systemtics, toxicology as well as EIA. All of them were harsh courses, according to both of their contents and exam approaches. Motherfucker Dr. Gu turned out to be the most merciful lecturers, who repeated numerious questions the same as last year. The other lecturese (Billy and MK ) faked the repeat, though. But fine. Exam should be like that anyway. People deserve.

Ensian Jackets and Tees were delivered to classmated in Swire once after the end of the exam period. Again I am not satisfied with their quality. Juno and I accompanied Swirians to go upstair taking the products which were temporarily stored in Swire. Most ensian dismissed, with a few of us hanging around. Girls decided to sing k, and boys had to follow. Bill, Michael and Lucky were asked to go to Causeway Bay in advance and open a room. Of course they had no point to rejected. Nancy and I stayed at Katy's pretty room, helping her to deal with some silly but funny "Xmas gifts" for her hallmates. The mission then completed and it was time to go. We arrived in Causeway Bay by bus.

I hereby reiterate: I like singing but dislike Karaoke. Thus I sang least there. Guys contributed a good arrangement. Tickets of the film by Stephan Chow, Kung Fu, were prepared. At 3:30 pm boys went to see the movies, leaving the girls in Karaoke.

Kung Fu is not as good as expected. It is rather short and less funny and has a poor content, but the fighting scenario is amazingly spectacular. Chow, my true idol, has become more and more muscular and cool. I told the guys that I would soon have a body shape just like his. I am on my way to the Charter 10km in the coming early year, setting the target of 45 mins. It is absolutely not an easy task. I am urging Bill, Michael and Hing to accompany me. They seems enthusiastic, even though Bill gets hurt on his leg. I appreciate that so much.

After Kung Fu, guys visited the malls for a while and then dismissed. Dinner was well prepared at home. I miss my little sister, even though she is always with me. She helped me bleach my hair. I turned out to be a MK asshole.

I went to bed at 1:00am and was up at 10:30 am the next morning. Little Sister again helped me dyed my hair. The result was however surprisely poor and we could not find any observable differences between before and after. Damn it. How could I go out with golden hair? I couldn't stand it, not to say my mother. I ordered Little Sister to purchase another dye in black color to deal with my problem. As a result of a considerable amount of effort, time and money, my hair is now much darker than it originally was. That's it. Anyway, I had hair cut myself after that.

That night was Xmas Eve, which appeared to be a happy night. Needless to say, Little Sister were hanging around with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is good actually. I like him quite. I refused to stay home, so I told my mama I was going out. At about 7:00 pm I arrived MK. Thousands of people were walking on the street. I visited this, visited that, without any definable purpose, like a body without a soul.

I am delighted that so many couples are having a merry xmas. That's why Xmas Eve has its merit.

But I found I failed to walk around for more than 2 hours. I went over to MK UA cinema, to see if I was still able to find any seat available. Wow, I noticed that there were 3 empty seats of Kung Fu 9:20pm shown on the screen. I queued up to purchase the ticket. It was my turn after a minute. In front of me there was a ticket-saleslady (actually a BT-like girl) on the counter. Followings were our conversations:

" Kung Fu. 9:20pm, please."
" Sorry that no more Kung Fu available at that time la wor"
" Then when will it be available?"
" Not available up till mid night."
" But I see it's still available for 9:20pm on the screen wor"
" Well, it's actually available. But all are in separation. One by one, individually."
" Um..... I am with myself alone."
" Oh... really sorry, sorry, sorry......" (followed by dozens of apologies.)

I smiled.

想入非非

完全無法集中精神，糊思亂想。

事情往往都會在考試前席發生...... but i deserve

本質不變

我大概明白何謂不能自拔了

My Journey of Adventure Counseling: The Past, Present and Future

Time files and the course of Adventure Based Counseling has come to an end. It’s probably one of my favorite courses I have ever taken in this 2.5-year university life. The course allows me to have real changes, most of which are different. How come changes seem to be different? What does it mean? How does it affect me? Too many things happened. To me it is necessary to figure it out altogether again, just after this period is being over. The course is over, whereas I personally have been ever first push myself onto such a challenging status in mind, representing another milestone appearing in my life.

Relationships of the past, present and future helps in understanding my significant self, including my motivation, feeling, and self-esteem, in order to better give and receive changing in healthy ways. What did I do? What am I doing? What will I do? All these are the question people have to ask themselves. I view the things I did in the past as a contrast to what I have done during adventure. What about beyond adventure? What’s next? The future outcome will always turn out to be the most valuable issue. It is advisable the participants equip themselves for gripping such a precious opportunity to bring themselves one step closer to the dignitarial life, as a result of valuable adventure. So writing this essay has its merit and I think that’s why we are told to do so. I personally interpret this essay as a personal written account, which is more of a mean of expanding and corroborating my individual growth than just a source of data in myself [2]. Writing what I feel allows me to figure out and reveal a greater depth of understanding about my own response to a specific context and to the whole experience.

So what exactly is experience to me? I have been told tens of various definitions. After interpretation I would like to state it as which create, provide and invent knowledge for the future. Why do we long for so-called valuable experience? The valuable experience is viewed as such because it is distinguished from traditional knowledge, which sometimes is attainable by reason alone. It is merely a kind of priori knowledge, whilst knowledge based upon experience is called a posteriori knowledge [3]. The learning from valuable experience could be a bit ideal and it still would be fine. After that I learn what I want, what I need, and what actually I am insisting on. That’s what I could come up with at present. But of course the issues are not just that simple. Experiential learning offers adversity. The appearance of adversity usually turns out to be an expansion of comfort zone, allowing me to rearrange the belief of life and its preference, mending some of my unconstructive habitats, leaving meaningless boundary and persistence, and even making a brand new choice of direction of life and focus. In the past, the faith on my religion was not that tough. The situation had not been changed regardless of how much related books read. I was tired of figuring it out, just because I lacked one single element in my concept i.e. the faith, which is able to solidify my religionary knowledge, concepts, ideas. I emphasize it as the high peak experience in this short journey of adventure based counseling.

Debriefing the experience is to shift an experience beyond just learning by doing. The major reason of debriefing is to allow participants the opportunity to integrate their learning. I have a sense of closure or completeness of my experience. In order for myself to take what I have experienced and use it effectively in own present daily life, I have to think about it and interpret its meaning, significance for myself [1]. I gradually learn how to expand the learning potential via the reflection and some application steps taught. The results of each challenge come to life every time when I could ask myself appropriate questions to initialize thinking and even mediation. I found this part significantly crucial since it helps me explore the activities from my own perspectives, generalizing to my own life and see how to apply what I have learned in the future, which help reach the goal we set at present; otherwise, things turn out to be meaningless and much of the benefits would be lost. Let’s keep asking ourselves “How can I apply the life skill that you practiced in the near future?”

So I think it is a good chance to answer this question here. However, first, at present, let’s have my future goal set, at the time when the trust has been built and becomes accessible. Well, I don’t know goal setting will give me long-term vision or merely short-term motivation. I at least, however, know precisely what I want to achieve and what I have to concentrate on and improve. I fail to recall any of my dreams I had when I was a kid. But I know how many I have accomplished. None of them. Whatever, I am looking forward to those coming. Well, partnership seemed not to be significant to me in the past. I built up most of the ideas and decisions on self-centered basic, seldom concerning other people’s aid, in terms no matter of games or works. Actually I didn’t know partnership is not that simple. Neither did I try to step out of my comfort zone. I was always confining myself inside a groan zone and struggling. Although it is likely to enhance my capability of rivalry, I lost many, which I found turned out not to be worth. I am confident that I don’t lack of personal competence while now I need more belongingness in the community, in the partnership and among the buddies. I will raise more concern and awareness on people who are fighting for the same things, sharing the same views and the same exact belief. During adventure based counseling, teammates which are working together to overcome tasks and even risks research their common goal and target. The existence of small teams provides me with safe environment, supportive atmosphere as well as positive model when facing challenges and risks. Partnership is a power anyway.

After a few times of challenging activities beforehand, I was inspired with the hope of insisting on faith. As stressed in the last two reflection papers, faith is now the most critical element in my spirit. Faith can enhance courage and confidence, as well as breaking down my boundary, which is in turn built by fragility of faith. Adventures in life are of various types. In normal life we are facing adventures, and then there must be mental pressure and the pressure of risks. From now onwards, my mentation become different, and I will keep trying to obtain my peak experience by my somewhat equipped senses.

The present is still my wallow in my lovely nature. Humankind in fact belongs to the nature. The nature is our mother and calling us to return, and enjoy her space, her nurture and healing, enabling us to become gentle and mild again and to recalling our amaze and respect to lives.

Challenge by choice! This is just to remind me that I am not going to indoctrinate other people, forcing or urging them into any situation. I am also reminded that it is my own choice. Challenge in the future depends. I can’t tell any. But why do I have to concern with the future at this moment? It is because although challenge is real, the real doesn’t happen all at once. It takes a rather long time. That is the reason why the real is not often beneficial to people who break easily, or who have to be kept carefully. But 50 years later, at the time when I get loose joints, I eyes become out of focus, and my hair drop off, I shall not think it’s a big deal because once you are handsome you can’t be ugly, except to the stupid who don’t understand. (1350 words)

High Event Challenge Day

I was significantly amazed at a time when I first arrived at the campsite, looking up towards the sky and founding two equipped guys climbing up onto two huge woody pillars. “Excuse me? Are we supposed to do it in the same way? It must be joking…” I muttered away to myself. People’s feeling had no differences from mine, more or less, as which I could interpret their facial and verbal expression. The night before the event I just read the notice delivered to prepare for it. The event was so-called “High Event Challenge Day”, with the formats including many challenge, collaboration as well as inspiration. At the beginning I was so attracted as the title of the event insisted in “high” level, compared with the “low” one which has already, however, induced my illumination of my faith for every single current situation and the much prospect for future life with a definable purpose and target. I was satisfied but in fact I expected and looked forward to it much more this time.

The day was properly divided into two sessions, namely the morning session and the afternoon session, which was arranged on game-based. Actually in total 3 part of games. My group, similar to the other two groups, joined two of them, in which one of them consisted of two sub-games for us to select while the others were preferentially assigned, were available. At the beginning I wondered at the considerately great difficulties of the games accounting for courage and physical strength. I was not worrying about my ability to deal with them but my fellas, in particular the ladies. All ladies in my group were my classmates being studying together from more than 2 years and I understand them well. But anyway they are brilliant. Everybody at that time was taking it easy. However, since it was “high” event, instructors gave a clear briefing of that day’s programmes as a routine interest very seriously and audients were all seriously listening.

The first game began. Our instructor first gave a speech, letting us look into details of the tasks we were facing. I know my bad. I am a terribly poor listener. I used not to pay attention to what people are talking. But I knew I had to, at least this time, once the instructor warned us, “Your buddies’ lives is now in your hand. Grab it hard!” Oh he is right. I was reminded that I was not having an individual show but was cooperating with my friends, my fellas. Most the time when a person places himself into the society, he is not alone. Everybody ought to insist on high accountability and respect to the others, regardless of whether he is leading or being lead. I am forcing myself to become a proper listener, telling myself and others, “Those who don’t care about fellas are even worse than a good-for-nothing.”
The first game focused on collaboration. Two people grouped together and helping each other to climb up to the Giant Ladder which consists of sever steps, some 2 meters separated from one another. My partner, Sharon and I was the last sub-group to climb. At the beginning we set a goal with comprise. At last our subgroup showed a successful performance. I was so delighted not only because I did it, but also because my partner said during evaluation that she really trusts me. I always bear it mind that individual showing up is definitely not a big deal. The skills how you facilitate people in your group, which outcome could not and should never reply on whoever, must be most concerned in a team work. I never viewed my delicate partner as a burden; I never blame her for hitting my face with her legs for several times when she was stepping on me to climb up. Indeed, she was facilitating our entire progress during such a successful partnership. There is a trust building between each other. A simple claim of “supporter ready” virtually will show its magical effect in participants’ heart. Moreover, at the time when I was trying to climb up to the fourth level I was so diffident and I didn’t think I could do it. At that moment my self-confident shrunk, but I had the incredibly strong faith to do, to try. Ultimately I got it. People break through their boundary in the encouraging and supporting atmosphere. The so-called self-utmost a person could figure out is a fake due to fragile faith. Personally faith is more crucial than confidence. The former is the ultimate element that brings great breakthrough. It’s my peak experience this time.

On the other hand, I call for experience because the best learning measure is to experience. Before I climbed I had been the string holders for 3 rounds, offering me many experiences and letting me know I was not just to hold the string, but in fact properly enhancing climbers in my group to keep going up. As a result, I frequently kept giving signals to my string holder and asking for help when necessary. That’s why experiential learning, stressing that participants learn in a situation at a real environment and improving the ability of self-examination via experience has its merit.

Certainly people with different thinking will have different feeling for the same experience. The 2nd game was abseiling in the afternoon. Abseiling seems to be the “highest” task there. Participants abseiled with a string down to the ground floor from the roof of a 6-floor tall building. Most of us had never did it beforehand. But I just viewed it as a simple game. I was tired and thus I rather let others to play first so that I could take a rest. They played one by one. Every time when a teammate was abseiling down people kept shouting to support him and applauded when he completed. This kind of encouragement is touching our heart; otherwise things would turn out to be less meaningful. During debriefing, I learned that most of us appreciate the support from teammates and see it as the point for their success.

I did better than I could expect. This is due to my strong faith in mind, in heart. I got it from this high event, which brings my faith one steps to a more advanced level. Experiential learning actually could be interpreted as a positive scene of a mini-society, revealing a nature with an affirmation, a convincing support by mean of various types of beneficial experiences. The appreciation made by participants, including me, all evolves from heart by experiencing others’ care and by feeling which in turn convinces life change.

I have new dignitarial experience.

Will My Progress

October is going to complete and November will come soon. November is an extraordinary month, for university student, at lease ENS students in The University of Hong Kong. Students virtually suffer but stuggle, and therefore suffer far more, which would probably turn out to be adverse situation and make themselves suck. Who suck more? Certainly women! I dare say that. Who cares? This is an indisputable fact but stupid girls never know. Even if they do, they refuse to admit the reality, making the smart, like me, looking down on them even more. They are unreliable and silly, as I always say. Friend K said that's true but boys still loves girls. Well, let me clarify the statement here: Most of the boys LIKE girls. Is it easy for a boy to love a girl? It is not easy. It is terrribly difficult. That's the point which bitches have to bear in mind. Second, the chief reason of why boys still like girls if girls suck is that boys are born to be horny. All boys become gay if they are not horny. For men, women are really from Mars. But of course, I love my mama.

I don't even care whether anyone go along with me. And I refuse to listen to the so-called points from bitches. They make me sick.

By the way, the dueday of the most horrible assignment, the essay plan of my dissertation, is coming. There are merely 2 days left. The course ordinator, Dr. Gray A. Williams, put his advices on the learning support centre and we students are supposed to read and follow the instruction. I have not read and therefore not followed anything. We are urged to have a meeting with our own boss once per two weeks so as to keep our dissertation in a fine progress. That sounds good, but who does so? Never heard. As for me, my boss, Dr. Corlett hasn't have any single meeting with me and he is therefore not able to identify who the hell is Will. I haven't yet send a single email to him to ask for his recommendation. I completely count on myself, but not anybody else, not even my boss. I am so confident cus......

ABC

Personal Growth through Adventure: Low Event and Wilderness Overnight Camp has been the ever first adventure based camp for me to join. Beforehand I did join quite a lot of camps with various purposes and natures. Some of them were fully for fun, like wild camps threw by the classmates (my class is by the name of Environmental Life Science, ENS, with many ENSians enthusiastic about the wild environment and ecology), while some were O camps hold by societies in the institutes aimed to let ourselves meet one another. Sometimes I was really bored by them just because there was no anything fresh. Before taking the course ABC I didn’t know what means by ABC, not even Adventure. But I expected a lot of things before the adventure camp. And I was certain that I could gain, could learn and could experience a lot from the adventure camp. That was why I was keen to it. While I am not the one who could easily familiarize with the theoretical concepts of adventure based counseling, I personally interpret the uncertainty in my uncertain way, by which I am always experiencing more. I just found that there is something entitled “character education”, via which the self-aspect one is aiming to rise the understanding of oneself, self-confidence and so, and that’s what I concerned most. At the moment I feel satisfied with relationship with others, but I realize that I often fail to stabilize and control my emotion, mood and temper, which make me down and upset. So, I often focus on self-counseling. I expected the camp could help me.

Before the camp I was surprised that applicants were divided into 3 groups regarding to their curriculums. I appreciated that arrangement because this helps us, in particular whose were relatively outgoing, to reveal their feeling and they experienced. Plus, I relax and feel comfy much more under a familiar circumstance. I think I can gain more step by step. At the beginning, I was delighted and inspired by the certain kinds of activities we tried at the secondary school campus where the facilities there were amazing. As usual, our guide, Mr. Lau, kept letting us do evaluations and giving us debriefing after every single problem-solving game. That’s the key part of each game. It includes trust, initiative, What applicants should concern are what and how they gain as much as they could. Actually I gained some, but not too much, because I have thought about them before and had the concepts in my mind for long. I preferred learn something new which leads to change. A small change may evolve great improvement. And I was still looking for it at that moment.

Wow! We went up to the hill at the evening. I stayed in the wild again! I became in a great mood since then. But my feeling this time is most different. I love hiking, but never hike at night. The feeling was fresh and good, but the journey on the trail and the dinner we made were no big deal to me. I started to feel disappointed with the camp. “Did I expect too much? Is my Goal set too high?” I asked myself. Besides knowing myself, knowing other people is also a critical thinking. Some of my teammates who are not studying ENS have seemed quite silent all along. Is that trust failed to be built between us. Is that what called “comfort zone”? I have to think about it. During the process of growth, matter the youth and the adults, people are facing thousands of challenges and breakthroughs, and in the view of “uncertainty”, such a comfort zone is restricted. I used to confined in a small comfort zone. It didn’t have to be like this. I realized that people must to equip themselves as regards emotion, physical status, and belief. During the camp I tried stepping out of the comfort zone so that I could “grow”.

The “walk alone” task was soundly the most meaningful program in the camp. It was an incredible experience for me and led to a great change to me. I was a boy who is terribly afraid of ghosts, darkness and solitude. However, in fact, I am a Buddhist. I believe in Buddha. My religion tells me that ghosts do exist, but could not do any harm on humans. So ironically a great contradiction has immerged in my faith, and it has been one of my deep worries all along, making me not able to make important decision about “to do or not to do” in my daily life. I tried to fix it times beforehand but failed over and over again. The religion does not mean all to me, whereas it has been one of the key and essential parts of my life of the spirit. I am pleased that the dark trail helps solidify and tightly keep my faith of my religion. What’s more, I notice that the faith could be generalized and spread throughout everything, including affair, man-man relations, attitude to many things, in which that to the nature seems to be the most impressive. I did experience changes. They are a kind of changes in faith. I used to love the nature, but now I KNOW I love the nature. I dare say that is a very important change in faith to me. I could interpret it as a peak experience.

The fact is that the dark trail was an awful adversity to me. The appearance of adversity usually turns out to be an expansion of comfort zone, allowing me to rearrange the belief of life and its preference, mending some of my unconstructive habitats, leaving meaningless boundary and persistence, and even making a brand new choice of direction of life and focus. On the trail I did some introspection, and as a result I alter such an adversity to become a beneficial experience about a process of renovation at this point in my young life. And I believe its application is available in the future.

Programmes were group based and its value considerably relies on applicants exposing themselves to perceived physical, emotional and social risks. I was nice that a vital supportive group atmosphere could be evolved and that basic, agreed principles of engagement were shared by our group.

Will My Cert

Today is the day that Chinese White Dolphine Carnival was hold in a shopping mall in Tsuen Wan. I was one of the 50 so-called "Dolphine Ambassadors", comprising both undergraduates and the public citizens. We indeed are aimed to promote the importance and raise the public awareness of "the rules of watching dolphines", which could help, as people think, guide visitors to behave properly during the ship trips and protect the dolphine from disturbance from human kind.

I was recruited by ENS Connie for this activity. Beforehand Sammil rang me and said they could offer me the cert of dolphine ambassador training problems as long as I make a verbal commitment that I am still willing to aid the promotion programmes of the society in the near future up till December this year. Of coures nobody will say no. Therefore, I was entitled to receive my cert in the carnival.

The Choir

"我真係好鐘意唱歌架......"

This claim is touching my heart rigorously... These days I have been spending more time enjoying my own leisure, listening to music and songs, writing what I wanna jot down for record. I saw a french movie, by the name of Les Choristes, describing a new class mentor arrived at the school, in effect to monitor a group of extremely naughty pupils since the ex-one left. The mentor was a nice middle-aged fat man. The measures he utilized to guide the students were unusual, and he used music to tamp them. He was actually a music teacher, and thus he set up a choir team comprising all his students in his class.

There was a stunning little singer in the story. He was good-looking and possessed a supremely nice voice, which make him become the little major actor in the movie and at the same time the idol of handreds of thousands fans (chiefly girls). I also appreciate that guys and hope I could sing as well as him, but in fact I was born not to have this genius. But I recalled what Billy Chow, who is my good friend met in A-Level school as well as a wonderful choir guy often winning public competitions, told me that genious only contributed just 40%, while the remaining 60% is depending on own training. I still remember this speech. Sometimes I regret that I have never joined choir in my secondary school life.

"I dislike karaoke. But I am keen to sing." I always say.

Will My Laptop

What I am doing now is to type today's record about my routine and feeling, by mean of my new and first laptop linked to the Internet. The feeling is fresh and comfortable anyway, cus I could really not be able to stand my fucking desktop, causing great trouble in my progress of diarly work and sort of entertainment. I could use computer wherever I prefer, even in the toilet as well as on my own bed. That's freedom, which had been limited long by my old computer, the fucking one! I could chilll out now and no longer care about it. The notebook is not quite fast, but already better than enough. I, who used to play PC games regularly, am just engaged in the written work day and night. Actually after picking up work in front of computer I rather spend a relatively long time on "mo liu" things, like chatting in MSN and ICQ, browsing the net without any intention.

My Final Year in HKU

My final year of twenty-something-year-long study life started on 8th September 2004. It indicates a highly unusual milestone in my life. Being a “Kong U” undergraduate for about a couple of years, numerous ideas have arisen, which in turn initiated personal changes over and over again. Those experiences, both in terms of physical incidents and chiefly mental impulses bringing severe sadness and discouragement, were incredibly precious though. I dare not tell that I’ve already tried my best, but at least, at that moment, I do not feel regretful after all. That’s, I am sure, the best attitude I could experience. By the time I figuring out how I utilize my own time in the two semesters ahead, I have attempted to recall my old memory, trying to come up with a preferable measure for my planning of the time schedule for academic aspects as well as relatively meaningful work. Frankly the latter is all my priority – Solar Campus, which is a campaign launched by Greenpeace Chinese and virtually branches from Solar Generation in foreign countries, altogether calling for the development of renewable energy, including wind energy and solar energy. My funny title is Vice President, in charge of making sure the running and progress of all of the issues, activities, functions get smooth, under control and, most important, to be completed on time. While at the beginning I could scarcely predict such a backbreaking duty I had to shoulder, I continue, not just because this post replies on accountability, but also due the reason that I so far have experienced and encountered the ever first situation of difficulty and complication, which I keep on gaining knowledge and learning techniques. I found it worth it anyway.

Nevertheless, not everybody share the same feel and the exact belief with you, which lead to the most terrible impact among personnel. No one should interpret Solar Campus as a insignificant staff. I insist on my belief of its consequence because my duty and sort of my personality allow me to look into every single part of the framework of Solar Campus. My work lets me meet more different people who come from different universities, study different subjects and have different character, interests and personalities. It is absolutely not an easy task to manage a group of undergraduates who are merely loosely linking together, with no tight partnership and collaboration at all. Meanwhile the work load of Solar Campus are killing us, the core members. Male Ensial Solar Campusians are the only pillar of Solar Campus, devoting all our time and energy to it. Ensian is the best of all, woo!

Will My Mind

Sink and Ling came to HK yesterday, for sightseeing. Little Sister has acted as a tour guide and brought both of them around MK and SST these two days. Last night I had dinner with them in a restaurant of Brazil BBQ in SST. We ate a great much of food. In fact I just decided to initiate my diet on fruit, but it is ridiculous if I just eat fruit there. I put lots of meats into my stomach and intestine, making me have a feeling of vomitting at last.

Sink and Ling stayed at my home last night. It didn't matter as I like both of them. Sink is mature and Ling is cute and funny.

No one will be allowed to invade into my deep mind. I have my own one, and I will manage it.

Hehe

I decided to buy a notebook without a clear reason. Maybe having a notebook is cool, or maybe my desktop is too fucking old and I can hardly stand it..... Take it easy. But I am far much poorer than everyone could imagine. I think I've gone crazy anyway.

The only way I could purchase a notebook with a price concession is to approach one of the ENS freshmen to ask for his/her quota. I thought my daught Daisy and son Ricky could help, and therefore I told them about it. You know, both of them would be the Group Couple in the O camp. Many of my classmates decided to visit all of them at the nite of BBQ. Totally there were some 13 "Old Ghosts", as well as Crab King, an "Ancient Ghost" of ENS. Kareen, Hing and I arrived at Sai Kung more earily than the others to buy the freshmen and current and ourselves some to eat and to drink, costing $250. It was inexpensive.

All of us gathered at the bus stop. The time slot of the bus is at interval of one hour. There is no use to come so earily. We were standing, chatting and waiting.

We got to the camp site at 7:30 pm and the young Ensians were all having fun during BBQ. Henry came late. After BBQ there was camp fire show. That sounded funny but I missed, just because I was handling the questions from Michael's call.

There my son Ricky told me one of his daughter, called Hehe, was not buying any notebook so that I might take her quota. I approached her and we started familiarizing with each other. She said she was willingly offering me the quota, and I was super glad. She was very nice. And she acts and looks funny, really funny. She is quite okay, when compared to most of the silent freshmen, which would make you fall asleep within 3 mins when looking at their boring performance.

All Old Ghosts left at around 1:30 am, while Crab King was staying, just as usual.

The Little Prince

The Little Prince is a book that I hoped to read for a long time. In the past I tried to attain the book via libraries but in vain. I luckily found that Bobo does have this book in English version so I borrowed it from her a month before. I believe that English version must be far better than Chinese one.

I was always "busy with matters of consquence" and hence I could hardly escape to read the book carefully. I picked up the book two days before, after coming back for Shanghai and leaving all the jobs to the others to follow (actually I felt ashamed but I had no choice, as the job was virtually out of my capability. Thanks Michael, Hing, and Little Cathy again). I was told that the book is hard to soundly understand. The author really had a incredible thinking to create such a beautiful story, didn't he? Except Bible, The Little Prince should be the reading matter with most readers in the history. It is surprising for a short story book to be read by so many people in the Earth. There is no point, therefore, not to read it.

The story is pretty short and simple, but the meaning is so deep that I had to hesitate for a while every a few pages to figure out what exactly the author are implying or telling the readers, sometimes without success. Most people in the world are not smart enough to just read the book one time only before he/she could read the mind of the author's via the dream-like content.

I like that book so much. I dare say The Little Prince is a wonderful choice.

Will My Trip

Let's have a record, about the ever first long-distance-from-home trip. My destination was a little water town --- Tong Li, Shiangsu, in the northern part of China.

9th Aug:
As scheduled, all Solarcampusian in Hong Kong who were going to join skill share had to gather on the plateform at Shan Shui KCR Station at noon. That day I rather woke up bright and early to make sure everything was all right and well prepared before I stepped out of my house. I checked my baggage and other belongings over and over again. Still, I was somehow quite nervous and always assuming that I have something forgot to pick up but I didn’t notice. I virtually had lots of concerns and worries just because it would be a long trip and I took the trip serious. I understood one thing missing might probably cause great trouble to me, and my partners during the trip.
Our ladies were so punctual that Bobo and Cathy were already there before I arrived. Then there came Hing, Michael and Henry, while Gloria said that she had work to do beforehand and hence was delayed. She suggested we go to Sum Shun first and hoped she and us could join there later on. That was fine.
I started to feel nervous once we entered Mainland China, as I was kept on being told that Sum Shun is definitely a pour of crime, with thousands of thieves and robbers everywhere. I kept my eyes open and was taking care of all the belongings of mine and mates’. We rushed to the train station to purchase our tickets for the first ride to Guangzhou. There we still got a short period of spare time and then Gloria came to join us. She did not really come as late as we concerned. All of us could then be on the way to GZ.
The ride took more than 1 hour. In train was better than expected. It possessed nice desks and comfy soft chairs, on which we were sitting and playing UNO. UNO always provided us with great fun. I was happy in the train.
At last we came over to GZ. Gloria told us the GZ Solarcampusians were waiting for us in a Mcdonalds and suggested us to have our “lunch” there (actually it was about 4 o’clock in the afternoon). The decoration inside was very nice, and comparable with those in HK. We walked upstairs and found that the GZ youth were staying. Gloria acted as an introducer introducers ourselves to one another. There I met new friends from GZ and let me say something about their first impression to me:
繼風 --- One of the only two boys in GZ group. He was a late comer in Mc. He looked muscular and strong, and somewhat funny. I found he talked a bit too much.
Windy --- I knew this lady before. She came to HK and attended our meeting in Greenpeace office a few days before Skill sharing. She was nice and talkative.
瑋珊 --- She was good-looking, nice but quiet. We didn’t talk there.
周睿 --- She was a white, tall and quiet girl, who could speak clear Cantonese. She came from Beijing to stay Medicine in GZ.
書林 --- He was always talking about serious and academic things with others. He looked boring and different. He is 汕頭 people and therefore does not speak Clear Cantonese, while his Putonghua is very good.

Hing and Michael sited near the GZ group and started familiarizing with them (but Hing was actually cutting girls again, whenever and wherever he was). We were wasting about time in Mcdonald’s and awaiting the train up till 5:00 p.m. We then brought our baggage to the train station and got on board the train. The second ride lasted for some 22 hours and therefore our seats were in fact some beds. Individual place was allocated to one another via lucky draw. Actually one room composed 6 beds, with upper, middle and lower beds in a column on one side while the other 3 on the other side. We were holding two rooms, as a result.
People started getting close with each other, especially the new friends they just met. We HK SCampusians were playing UNO and were very happy. The beds were very comfortable and the atmosphere was wonderfully good. All the things were better than enough and really out of expectation. I was surprised that GZ guys had never played UNO before. Then we tried to give them a short lecture of “How does UNO work?” They was taught but still not familiarized with so many rules of UNO at the beginning and therefore were always making many funny mistakes which made us burst into laughter again and again.
That day when everybody was sleeping I kept chatting with Hing until 3 a.m. Both of us were very glad that we could have got close with our new core buddy, Cathy, who we believe is a super friendly girl to play with in the long near future. The framework of the HK skill share team could never be better. And we felt GZ guys were really good and not as boring as we pictured in advice. The is the reason of which we were so enthusiastic in the train.

10 Aug:
I was woken up at 8 a.m. on the train. Hing, Bobo and Cathy were already active and taking photos of those still in unconsciousness, I included. I would rather not brush my teeth than chewing gum. People woke up one by one and the rooms become crowded again. We played UNO again, up till the train stopped at Shanghai. We got down from the train and in turn travel by Metro to the place where our temporary hostel located. We walked for more than 15 min in the terribly hot sun from the Metro station to the hostel and we got all wet. The hostel is of the theme “Sailor” and “Captain” and something like that. The hostel was well decorated and so well air-coned that we felt like in the heaven once we stepped in from the hell outside. But we were soon deeply shocked by the new that our room was on the sixth floor but the life was broken down and didn’t function at all! Oh jezz~ that was the fucking worst news in the earth! We, without other choice, carried our god damn heavy baggage by hands form the ground up to the sixth flood. That action was nearly killing me! Every normal person got exhausted and even wanted to commit suicide. Worse still, the room was for temporary storage of baggage and therefore very small in scale, compared with the amount of people sitting, standing and hanging around. Some people, most of whom I never met before, were already there, including Yu Jie, a new Beijing campaigner, Noom and Pele from Thailand, three female Beijing SolarCampusians… I could not remember all of them.
We were set free to have lunch for several hours and we could hang around the most well-known place in Shanghai --- Waitan. We (HK + GZ) went around for while and randomly chose one restaurant to fill our empty stomach. The restaurant was no good at all and we all felt disappointed by everything inside. The food, the service, the price, blab blab blab…. That sucks! We were not aiming to waste our precise time in such a motherfucking restaurant and so we left as quickly as possible. We moved to Waitan and was walking between the historical building there without stopping taking photos. Shanghai is really one of the best cities in China, and is probably comparable to Hong Kong.
We were about to din then. We got back to the hostel and settled down again in the canteen. We met two campaigners. One is Stephanie (from Germany) and the other is Maureen (from U.S.). They look mature but pretty, and nice and friendly. Henry said before than both of them are successful campaigners of Solar Generation in their own companies. Here came Shu Yi, the Canadian representative of youth. She is Hong Kong people but studying in Canada. She can speak very fluent Cantonese, English and Putonghua. She is so friendly and talkative that I appreciated so much. I like chatting with such a kind of girls with an open mind and personality. All of us were having nice chat in subgroups till the meal was ready. The meal looked terribly bad and tasted disgusting. But I didn’t care.
After meal we had to pick up our baggage and move them onto the bus addressing to our final destination i.e. Tongli. Before getting on the bus, two late comer arrived.. They were the ones who we concerned about most. They are called Massaki (the new male Japanese campaigner) and Masako (a girl freshly joining Greenpeace). Both of them are obviously a traditional Japanese, with all Japanese characters in appearance. The bus trip took about 3 hours and I was almost exhausted that day and therefore I fell into sound sleep in bus. When I woke up I was already inside the water town. I felt like being inside a Chinese swordsmen film. Everything there looks ancient. That’s fantastic!
People in skill share were divided into two groups living in two different guesthouses, namely, 呂氏客棧 and 敬儀堂客棧. Most of the other friends were allocated to stay in the former, while Hing and I had to take care of most of the campaigners in the latter. In my guesthouse, there were: Red, Massaki, Noom and Pele. Hing and I arranged them to settle down in their own houses first. As told by Gloria, we knew that there were still two persons coming soon. They were Albert and Jasper from Philippines. They lived in the best room while Hing and I had to share one bed in the same room of Massaki and Red.

What to Share?

No one is to guarantee with what in earth you will be provided, given, or granted. I believe what oneself could learn during a particular period of time in life is more or less dependent on how his or her feeling evolute and how the spirit interprets the surroundings and environment on the other side of the door of heart. Some parties in the communities, being both so native and aggressive, might make no difference between "expectation" and "demand" at all times. "Demand" is simply what the communities want and need, while "expectation" is merely the abstract ideal guess/estimation/assessment of something probably going to happen or appear. What should those interpreters do if so? Regardless, but significant. Different choice you make seriously mean different ends. How you pick up your way, therefore, is fairly critical and determinative, regarding the final results to which you are addressing youself. In fact, people may need not think too much, too deeply or serviously. The reason is that just becasue you carefully consider the issues doesn't mean the factors you think of could keep the ideal pace of development and let the issue end up as expect. But actully never could they.

So, let life restart in a daze!

Offsprings of Mine

This afternoon about 4:30 p.m. I stepped into Greenpeace office again, for the purpose of packing up the stuff which is to be carried up to Suzhau next Monday. I was actually late, as I made the appointment with Hing and Cathy, a non-Ensial one whom was most freshly recruited to be a core member and is addressing to Suzhau with us as well. She's a little girl, with fairly white skill and somewhat a bit resembles Gill on the appearance. The feeling I could experience when I am looking at her is just the same as which Gill gave me before. As being told she likes and often goes hiking, my heart got shocked for a while, and could hardly give any reply. Gill is one of my best friends and must be unique, cus no girls could be more cheerful than she is. Now, and through the near future, I will be working intensively with this core, who might be the second Gill. Anyway, the future is not ours to see.

Let come back to the office. Today was office holiday. Most of the night was tuned out and the office looks dim. Only a few staff, including Gloria and Alice, were over there. Gloria was pleased to inform me the THINGS have already arrived. Guess what. They are my Sons and Daughters - leaflets and tee shirts relatively. I give birth to 2500 pieces of leaflets and 100 tees. They are actually handsome and pretty creatures. I admitted they was born with some minor bugs, and yet I really feel excited and satisfied.

No Defect, No Perfect.

The Flaunting Flag

As being told, Little Sister woke me up this morning at around 10 a.m. I planned to see a korean movie by the name of 太極旗飄揚之生死有情. After wash and dress and before stepping out of home, the rain started to pour down heavily. Jezz~ just putting me into trouble...... it, however, started at a right time. Let's picture what would have happened on me if I was walking on the road without any shelter and it started raining. I am lucky enough. A person should be see all things as an optimistic stuff, and then he would be probably living in a happier way anyway, I am trying so. And I am looking forward to every single bright daily life.

The movie was better than enough. Actually I never expected it would be better than Saving Private Ryan, not even as good as it. SPR, so far, is still the best. Well, the most valuble theme of the movie is the appreciation of love between brothers. My life will be change if I got a big brother taking care of me. Everybody must be hoping to be born with such a nice big brother after seeing the file, and I am.

Anyway, I have already been acting as such a good brother of someone. Cheers!

Posthaste

Whilst people look busy and accountable for sth, I am just sitting still, with a few movement of my eye balls and my right hands and fingers, and yet my heart is rushing anyway. The first most terribly hard work since I have been a Solarcampusian has been tackling leaftlet-publication duty, and at the same time the leaflet is the first so called "professinal" team I have published/done. The amount would be 2,500 pieces, a marvellous digit I met. There will be 2,500 copies of productions delivered to people, chiefly university students. Marvellous, right?

When I was just a little boy, I asked my mother, "What will I be?"

Facing the computer day and night is an insant motion, which made me fully exhausted these days. I always understand that to complete a duty which you do not familiarize with would absolutely a backbreaking task The blockages in front of me is Greenpiss publication staff and the printing company. I got no experience in advance and therefore, I understood after it, merely one single uncertainty is many enough to make yourself fracture your own framework of your work ever done so far, and so make you far away from your final destination.

I enjoying working for Solar Campus mainly because most of my buddies are good human kind. They are more than somewhat reliable, helpful, responsible, funny and trustworthy anyway, for example, Michael, Hing, Henry, Bobo, Siuyin...... There were, certainly, some little and silly people among. 樹大有枯枝. Well, to me, more than three fourth of motherfucking girls existing in the earth are most disappointing, discouraging and unreliable. I always set a high standard on people and myself, since I believe every person can perform well, and I will never put up with the assholes who can't measure up for the basics. I believe the worst discrimination is to ignore one's failure or frustration to comlete the basic duties well. I believe the statement most far from true is "Girls are generally more prudential and chary then boys are." This is the shittest bull shit I have ever heard about. "Boy Revolution" is the right thing to do, particularly at the time when bitches keep appreicating their feminality. That sucks~

Bitches, havn't you heard? huh!

Am I Happy? It depends.

The draft of my new leaflet was not finished up till 5:00 a.m. Saturday. I jumped onto bed as quickly as I could and fell into sound sleep in a second. Well, I think something's wrong with my mind, my heart and even my soul.....

I naturally woke up at 12:00 p.m. Ensial Vice-President Kareen scheduled to throw a class activiy that day: To Play at the Fishery of Milla's Sister's. It sounded interesting enough, right? Depends. Some of the ensians get their own business to deal with on week days, and it is normal for a normal person to grab such a great chance to relax and play, and to forget all the other worries. Some of those are really insant, I included. I was upset, down and depressed, somehow by myself and some texts I read before. It's not secret that I am an impressionable boy. Everybody knows. Every single stimulation and change from the one I care is going to strikingly provoke my heart. Except it, you really can call me a happy guy, but I am absolutely not. Okay okay. I at last joined the so-called 'the last class activity' in this fucking summer.

She rang me after I got up. She asked if I was heading to join them, as my last answer was still "depends la". To me, it's a damn reply, without any meaning and point after all. But I now replied her with such. It depended. I came late, the last one to arrive at Saikung. Who cares?

I can picture the fishery, and my picture matched with the real one. That is a typical fishery, with pieces of woods combined together and attached by floating barrels below. It is suprisingly stable and won't rove much.

We stayed and released our belongings immediately. Ensians could afford no more delay and got dressed up with swim suit. Girls are too sexy, while boys looked like a monkey. Boats was soon ready to transfer us to the destination - the beach, which was somewhat noted because of numerous star fish over there. Little Sister and I didn't bring along any swim suit and was not preparing clothing for swimming afterall. The girls looked enthusiastic about the sun and beach, cus they're the bitch. I was supposed to be the photographer that day.

The beach was nothing special from the surface, but with much less swimmers. We looked around for a while, enjoying in the hot sun and the natural view. Some people were crouching on the sand and dragging sth. As told, I knew that they were aiming to seek for bivalves, which are eatable after cooking. Ensian, particularly girls, won't overcome the attractive force by the sea and were enticed to immerge over water. Sister and I were standing in the water, which prevented the underwear and the upper piece of clothes from getting wet. They looked amazingly happy, making me feel nice as well. There I took more than a hundred of photos unders the shiny sun and the blue sky (and the green sea ...). After no more than a second I noted that my underwear got fully wet so I didn't mind anymore and immerge myself too. Swimming is a happy game, in particular with whom you really want to be together. I could even cheat myself, leaving myself far away from the reality or truth, at least at that moment.

We got back the fishery before dusk came. We ranked ourselves for the sequence to wash up our body. I mean taking bath. Certainly Ladies came first. Their slow movement in the bathroom made us feel tired. Michael couldn't stand for long and fell into alseep soon. We had bbq at night.

Only the beach time was valuable.

Yet to come

My new leaflet with professional quality is coming soon.

But something is yet to come......
最好的，尚未來臨。

Has been Long

It has been long since my computer came to trouble. Perhaps I better let my computer take rest more regularly, at least more often, as Father always says. Time still flies amid the period of time. What other things I have done actually? I am not so sure. Complete waste of time? not exactly. I don't know.

I have Kadoorie tests passed and dolphin training trips completed. Greenpeace skill sharing is coming soon. I still have a litte spare time. I am too tired to intensively consider and decide in what way I am going to spend my time in these days. Virtually the work load from Greenpeace is not so heavy and doesn't mean too much, just because it concerns chiefly with idea problems, schedules and planning, with little real functions to hold. Situation will likely remain unchanged up till we are back from Mainland. I am the vice-president of Solar Campus, Greenpeace. While Henry is not the president, I treat him as the top among all of the fellows. I have been inspired for times by such a guy. Really enjoy working with/for him.

Today I appreciated the movie I, Robot, acted by my favorite Hollywood film star Will Smith, with Little Sister. It was so far so good, a bit better than expected. The unique supreme robot, Sanny, in the movie possesses a nice face and a touching "soul", which impressed me most. The speech "I did not murder him!" is still flowing in my head. I sometimes try to imitate it. Interesting, right?

Well, I at last find that I have wasted much of my time on something not worth doing all along. I have a strong feeling of 一切皆徒然. I knew many people think I am very on9, doing something without any gain or result. I thought they were on9 instead beforehand. Now I know I am really on9, very on9.

Routine Interest

Mother is always concerning about my problems, which is sort of a guarantee of blessedness. I have a poor and unhappy life, but I appreciate what I have at the moment: my family, my friends, my ..... my what? Not things else? Enough, enough now...
 
Sometimes I am really upset, not just because I ain't THE ONE, but also not another one (which I don't care that much actually). Who am I? I am not THE ONE. I keep in no mood, hanging around my place, listening to Avril Lavigne's "Don't tell me" at all times. No one told any anything, but I am still able to hear, "Did I not tell you, that I'm not like thatyou're the one who gives it all away, yeahh oh....." I replied, "Did you think that i was gonna give it up to you, this timeeeee .............. did you think that there was something i was gonna do,  then cryyy..........."
 
ar huh~ Life's like this.
 
I was shaked to wake up at 10 a.m. this morning. That's Mother. Mother advised me, in an aire of importance, to take the document from the bank in Hung Hum today and no more delay was advisable. She tells me do this, she tells me do that. No problem. But I was more or less hesitated by the pouring rain outside. I could see clearly every single raindrop was striking down to the ground with a 45 degree. If I went then and I would have become a wet duck.
 
I awaited its ceasing for an hour. I picked up the umbrella and was headed to the bank. I took a public light bus no. 8. It was 15 mins from home to the bank. The process was fast and convenent and I could leave within no more than 7 minutes. Before stepping out from home Little Sister knew that I would go to MK to change my tickets and thus told me to call her if I finished my stuff in the bank, and two of us could eat and stroll together around in the afternoon.
 
Girls act slowly, which is an indisputable fact. I waited for her for a period of time. Sister wanted to have the Hello Kitty Doll and so we first went to eat McDonald's and purchase the little Hello Kitty. It's pretty cute but too small, I think. Two of us were sharing one meal and I wonder why I still don't have any feeling of starvation.
 
A super odd old lady appeared to sit down on seat next to our table. She had a lenghty and dirty hair which I dare say she has not had her head washed for a week at least. I am curious and do have great interest to take a look of her face but without success. Her awful appearance and behavior were eye-catching enough to make the man sitting opposite to her keep on staring at the woman. We greatly appreciated the guy's endurance, and somehow wanna applaud at that moment. As expected, he rushed away once he had finised his meal, due to the reason we all understand. We got out from the motherfucking McDonald's as soon as possible. I suggested to rove 星際廣場 and there are a few book store selling those books published in China and costs just a little. There I bought a pirated Spider-Man Comics, with all color-print but worth merely $26. There was no point not to buy it at once, right? Sister noticed that a pack of CDs and handbooks concerned with Standard English with a marked price of  $55. Isn't it too inexpensive? Though my closet is nearly full of English books, most of which have not yet finished or even started, I still failed to put it back onto the shelf. Anyway, it is a wonder choice.
 
When leaving the so-called plaza, we saw a tom boy with short gold-dyed hair was promoting and selling pirated CDs and , most funny, she (or "he") looks surprisingly like my daughter San. I dared steal looks on her for times and nearly burst into laugher. That tom boy is the second one I've met, who resembles San so much. The first one is Blonde, the girl accompanying Bobo to come to Greenpiss as an internship but suddenly quitted.

No. 8

I was awoken by the phone's ringing. It was not for me, but for Mother. Mother talked loudly, with a tone of great surprise and delight. I just stayed up without sleeping. I looked up and the clock told me it was 10:30 a.m., at which it is a good time to get up that way. Mother kept on talking with sometime on the other side of the phone. I just ignored it. But suddenly she seems to be very pleased to tell me the strong wind signal no.8 was issued and there was nowhere to go today, not even her working place. I hestitated for a second. Oh fuck it! My watching 十面埋伏 was scheduled tonight and tickets was already purchased! The plan today collapsed and nothing could be done to help.
 
Since, however, my student is just living at the buliding next to mine, I still had to go for it. But I went without great relutance, cus I need money, which is supposed to probably solve all the problems I am faced or going to face.
 
I didn't refresh posts on ENS newsgroup for a whole day, since my sister was occupying it all day. I did at the mid-night. And I found there was a post mentioning about Ar Will. That's me. What the hell is going on? The post was criticizing my act of posting salty jokes onto the newsgroup and made her feel annoying. Huh~ that is the most ridiculous words I have heard about in recent. Surprisingly I didn't feel angry or upset, but funny instead. Maybe her claim was too ridiculous for me to refute. I made use of a gentle tone to reply her message and posted it onto the group, somewhat in a funny tone, which no one would believe I feel regreted whatever I said.
 
She was Cathy, one of the rare visitors.

Harry Potter & Michael

I was enticed by a ticket at a price as low as $25. I stuggled for it and got up at 8:30 a.m. this morning. At the moment the eye lips were too damn heavy, which I could hardly keep my eye open.

I went down to and arrived at MK Broadway at 9:25, 5 mins before the movie was shown. Still lots of sites were available to purchase as expected. But there were surprisingly many secondary school girls entering the cinema. My seat was located at line L, number 23. I always like sitting on the edge of the column, allowing me to go to and back from tiolet without distrubing those sitting next to me.

Acutally I am not interested in the type of movies like Harry Potter, but i watched I and II beforehand and seemed that there was no point not to watch III. It doesn't make sense, does it? Forget it. I didn't care. By the way, Little Sister claimed that the movie was disappointing while i thought it was so far so good. No more comment.

I went to eat a bowl of "cow complex" noodle after that. I liked it. Then got back home without strolling around in MK. But I bought the magazine Milk costing $12, which 吳日言 was the cover girl. I like that girl cus she's too cute. Her hair occupys two third of the area of her head. Too funny.

Once I was home, Michael telephoned me and asked if I was free to bring him the Photoshop CD at that time. Oh my godess! I gotta walk back to MK again.

I like Michael. He is always the Big B in my heart anyway.

Mess

Not much time left before my trip of skill sharing to Shang Hai. I am scared, cus I should be very busy anyway, but I, in fact, still don't have any sense of emergency. I felt free, being able to do whatever I prefer whenever I am in mood. The hiddened risk is the accumulation of work load. My exam of environmental interpreter course got failed and I have already told via email to retake it at the time I visit Kadoorie Farm again later on. That is another shame of failure. Worse still, my boss, Dr. Corlett, are coming back to HK soon and he will arrange a meeting with me, who was supposed to read his article about babblers and references (i.e. journals) included. Oh my godness~ Who is going to help me a little, taking away the tappiness from my nature?

I used to possess a broken printer for long. That shit pushes my button. I will be delighted and willing to do so right away if I were allowed to fiercely throw the fucking Epson printer out of the window without a heavy sentence. But I am not allowed, so I threw it instead to the rubbish collection area. I no longer possess a printer and I am not able to print anything. At that moment I understood that printers are the most convenent invention for an undergraduate. This morning I got up at 8:30 a.m. and back to campus with Sister, who claimed she would have gone crazy if she stayed home alone with nothing meaningful to focus. My purpose was simple: To print all the text I have to read in the these days. I could not stand staring at the screen without getting blind. Journals actually are not readable to someone like me. We arrived physics building and went upstairs to 4th floor, where a computer room with two lazer printers is accessible. Printing charges nothing, but everyone should bear in mind to bring along with papers themselves. HKU won't be as bounteous as you may think.

Deal to the problems of font of the pdf file, Adobe Reader failed to show the text of EI notes, no matter which set of computer I used, cus I tried many of them. I have no other choices so I made use of another program called Adobe Illustrator. It is the one similar to but a bit simpler than Photoshop developed with the same company. Everybody would be surprised by my sole measure, which I opened each page of the pdf file ONE BY ONE instead of a series of pages in one files, and click the button "Print". Totally there were no less than 30 pages being printed that way. It was a terribly awful job. It goes without saying I got late, very late. The meeting in greenpeace office was assigned at 12:00 nn, while I was still printing the remaining few pages in the building. I had the responsibility to inform Henry that I would be late and there was no point to wait for me. When the printing job was finished (my harvest was a , I spent around 10 mins to have my lunch in Maxin with my Little Sister. I asked her to chew and swallow at a faster rate, since we was late already.

At last two of us arrived at 1:05 p.m. The door of our meeting room (actually just a big closet for storing props and tools, most of which are almost useless) on 9th floor was opened for us already. I saw Hing, Henry, Michael, Michelle as well as Bobo sitting around the table on which many pieces of papers and some stationeries were put. Evidently the meeting was started. I introduced my Little Sister to them in a way as brief as what they could realize was that she is the little sister of mine and nothing more. She then was seated next to me around the table, acting as a listener. At the beginning the meeting was with great fun and full of joke, most of which was initiated by our 光交大使 能陽主席 Henry. He is always fucking funny. As the meeting went on, however, the focus turned to be theoretical and it became boring somewhat. Little Sister was too sleepy and seemed to be able to sustain no longer. She was staying away from the meeting area and laid down on the sofa, and fell asleep at once. That is my Little Sister.

Of course the meeting won't be interfered by her act and it went on. Meanwhile Alice visited once for a while, aiming to take something needed. She was so considerate that she took out a jumper from a tank and placed it onto my sister's body for fear that she may get cold. I never thought about it. being a Big Brother, I was not considerate enough, even though I didn't have any idea of where to get a cover for her.

There were two break within the period of the long meeting, which ended at 6:00 p.m. I was assigned some work to do. I don't even want to think about it.

I was very tired already. But I still went running for 5 km after supper. I have to remove some fat anyway.

A lecture Worth $ 25,000

Is it worth it? Yup.

Stand up and make some noises!

Damn the Dolphins

Today I got up too damn early, as if i were a farmer harvesting my valueless crops when going onto the field. It was 7:15 in the morning. I was awaken by the alarm of my little sister's cell phone. I took hers cus I don't even possess any working clock in my room, not even in the entire apartment. It is a shame more or less. Mother and Father do not mind while I am too tired to deal with that. So no body cares after all. By the way, I stuggled to jump out of my bed and underwent urination in the toilet right away. I used to have my teeth and face cleaned before I had my breadfast but now vice versa. I have an inclination to finish my tiny breakfast in advice, and then brush my teeth and wash my face with my specified medical soap which seems to eliminate grease effectively. I am always interpreting brushing teeth before I eat as merely wasting toothpaste. My sister tried to follow before but without success due to being unable to stand her own halitosis when she ate whilst, even worse, My mother won't trust my hypothesis no matter how I explain and pursuade her and ignored me straight.

After wash and dress, I started feeling that my abdomen was uncomfortable, and even in sort of pain. I ensured it was the direct result, as expected, of visiting KFC last night. Silly Sister ordered children and every single pieces of children meat were spice. How could my weak stomach and intestines overcome such an enormous stimulation. I, as a result, rushed into the toilet once again and shxtted. My abdomen still felt strange even after the process. But I was not going to waste more time inside toilet and I had to hurry to our gathering site in Tung Chung cus not much time was spare at that moment. I left home immediately and walked down to the Yau Man Tei MTR station, spending around 10 mins. Of course I was on my way to travel the fast MTR, with the first ride from YMT to Lai King and second ride from LK to Tung Chung. In fact I used to be a punctual, always arriving ten to fiftheen minutes. However, since I entered the university and ENS, I have experienced too many furious incident induced by unpunctual girls/bitches. It is not abnormal that such a punctual guy like me turned out to be an asshole getting to places ten to fiftheen minutes late of intent. It is complete waste of time even though you arrive on time, or in time. Nevertheless, today I was not supposed to be waited for one single mintue, as the instructor implied yesterday. I arrived in Tung Chung MTR Station ten minutes before gathering time. I went into the shopping mall to take a pee. I was wearing a thin gilet. The air con. was too powerful for me to stay for one more second. I was suprised there was a pouring rain outside. Damn it!

Very soon Kareen and Katy arrived surprisingly early. There came Milla and Connie later on whilst Hing, the asshole living most closely, came most late. Lucily it seemed the instructors already supposed we would be late for it. The instructors led us to the pier. The ship was prepared there already. It was nicer than I expected. We got onto it and released our belongings.

The first part was the delivery of exam paper we did yesterday in the lecture home. When I got the paper I was pleased to know I got 66 marks on the paper. Kareen(the pig) got 68, a bit higher than me. As somewhat expected, moreover, all the other classmates, including Katy who never took a look at the notes, gained much more marks than we two did, something like 76, 82, etc. Suddenly the head of intructor (I have no idea about his fucking name, and no intested to know. But actually he looks like nothing else except a fat porpoise.) headed to us one by one and checked our marks written on the paper and determined which ones who was not able to attain a satistactory mark had to have a talk with him. I was one of the unlucky ones. How come 66 was still not satistactory enough?! Damn it. But I was happy to hear that Kareen was accompanying me. Since even people not knowing statistics know actually 66 is just the same as 68. I was not the only weak in ENS. hahaha!

Then we were led upstairs. The bright and shiny sun was right above us. I soon sweated in the hot sun. There were clouds on the sky, but they didn't help. They, however, the decorated the blue sky and made it look even prettier. I put on my cap, which covered my forehead, enhanced sweat secretion and made my stressed. But the sunshine was too strong and if I took off my cap my eyes could not open and would get burnt.

We saw the dolphin even times. I've never thought Dolphins are just an extraordinary creature. There was nothing special at all. The programes today was terribly boring, awful and meaningless. Although it was really my first time to watch chinese dolphins in the sea, I found watching dolphins is the most boring outdoor activity in the world. The nature of this activity has been very on9 all along. What I could observe was that in the first seond a pink substance flowing up to the water surface and in the second second I dived. That was it. It's ridiculous~ I couldn't see why there are still lots of idiots spending money and time watching such an 0n9 orgaism. I preferred playing dolphin-huntings more, right? hahaha!

I was so stupid to underestimate the effect of sunbeam rather than the heat of the sun. The solar ray intensively stroke into my white skin without any protection done beforehand for hours, killing millions of my somatic cells. My skin turned red gradually and eventally my shoulders and neck exposed to the sun appeared just to be the same color as the stupid chinese dolphine!

Actually I didn't pay or try to pay attention to what they were talking about and going to inform me. I sometimes looked around, and sometimes fell asleep. I hated such kind of trips. I hated watching dolphins. I hated the stupid dolphins. Damn it!

At last the trip was over and I was glad. We travlled back to the pier and dismissed. On the way we walking back to the MTR, we met the afternoon group walking in an opposite direction. To me, they were just going to hell and nowhere else.

We ensian intended to eat. But Katy was leaving and we said goodbye to the lady.