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!