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.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
Monday, September 20, 2004
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.
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.
Sunday, September 19, 2004
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.
Saturday, September 18, 2004
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!
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!
Sunday, August 22, 2004
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.
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.
Friday, August 20, 2004
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 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.
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.
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
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.
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.
Sunday, August 15, 2004
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!
So, let life restart in a daze!
Saturday, August 07, 2004
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.
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.
Friday, August 06, 2004
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!
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!
Thursday, August 05, 2004
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!
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!
Monday, August 02, 2004
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.
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.
Saturday, July 31, 2004
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。
But something is yet to come......
最好的，尚未來臨。
Friday, July 30, 2004
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.
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.
Saturday, July 17, 2004
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.
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.
Friday, July 16, 2004
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.
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.
Thursday, July 15, 2004
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.
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.
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
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.
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.
Sunday, July 11, 2004
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