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)
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Sunday, December 26, 2004
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.
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.
Friday, December 24, 2004
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.
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.
Friday, December 10, 2004
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