K歌之王

It is my first that I work in a workplace without holding priviledge. I begin to taste  everything that my friends have been complaining and experiencing. Although I won't be paid until next week, although I might be overqualified to do sth, I still cherish this opportunity compelling me to grow up, i am always interested in exploiting the business opportunity in this international education industry, and I will continuously do my best in the challenge I determine to take as I always did. Where challenge happens, where my real life happens.

 

P.S. If you know someone wanna immigrate or study in Australia, please let me know.

 

To be continued...

别人笑我太疯癫,我笑别人看不穿......

 

在我报名之前,几乎没有人再相信我可以再考过IELTS了---10次G类IELTS的失败已经让父母,让李夏,让很多朋友都对我失去了信心; 但我无意中知道在3.7号新加了一次考试之后,还是坚定信念去报名了---尽管我知道这会招来一些人的冷笑,讥讽,甚至鄙视---我还是去报了.

 

记得我A类考过的那次是有大侄子给我录象的:无论是备考,还是走进考场; 这一次考G-IELTS,很平淡,淡的连一杯咖啡都省了,更没有KTV和酒精的消遣. 就这样 ,一次平淡的,简单的,但是对我意义非凡的胜利...

 

我知道用了一年多才把这个搞定没什么值得骄傲的,但对于熟知我这一年多经历的人,我相信你们会理解我现在的自信和欣慰.因为我在几乎所有人都不相信我的时候,连替我加油的人都"崩溃"的情况下,还是能执着地走进那个考场,冷静地面对那3个多小时的煎熬,自信地面对考官,从容地面对第11次失败的风险.或许只有我自己才知道,它已经对我不再是一次考试,它已经是我最可贵的一次人生经历;这件事都做成了,以后真没什么可怕的了....

 

还有要说的就是感谢: 感谢所有在我头10次G类考试成绩公布前焦急地陪我等待成绩的朋友,在MSN上等待我消息的朋友; 谢谢3.7号过生日的给我带来好运的小谢,谢谢3.20号过生日,给我始终加油的,我最好的哥们 和玮---你小子果然命硬,运气好,我这次也借你的福气了...

 

谢谢我的父母对我IELTS的一切投入....

 

最应该谢谢的,还是我自己,感谢我自己的决定，感谢自己的坚持,感谢自己的勇气,感谢在今天,和玮的生日,3.20号让我享受到 金牛的胜利!!!

 

I wanna know why,

at the windy night,

u curl up on the street,

and cover pains in ur eyes. 

 

I gotta try,

to win you back,

from allure of cigarette,

and your independence.

 

When we have nothing to say,

when sharing becomes excluding,

when you pursue your loneliness,

when your cover your sadness,

when you even choose to cry,

please do not forget,

watch your back,

I am always standing,

at a place neaby,

as always being by,

your side;

 

Too familar to accost,

too awkward to chat,

but do not forget,

whenever u r stressed,

I am always waiting,

at a place nearby,

as time goes by...

 

 

 

  

 

如果这就是命~~~~~~~~

不知道该继续挣扎还是尽早放弃，好象一个赌徒欲哭无泪地看着自己的筹码被庄家贪婪地又一次地收走，迷茫地不知道自己手里还有没有能再压上的赌注。。。

To test or not to test, it is a question...

 

 

Zhao Dong, a small city, is located nearby Harbin. Chang Wu, a small town, which takes people no more than 0,5 hour to drive from Zhao Dong, is administrated by Zhao Dong. I know this city a bit, and most of my understandings come from personal descriptions, informed by Li Zhulei, one of my best friends.

 

Not until last Thursday, was I told the good news that I would be the best man of Li Zhulei and Zhou Huawei's wedding. Since they have been together for 8-9 years, the eight years that I have known this couple for is definitely a long time. Mr Li stayed in 404,the same dormitory room, with me between 01-03,before when I live at home rather than dormitory room during my undergraduate study. He is also one of my classmates in HIT. The girl was in the same high school, No.1 senior middle school of Zhao Dong, her name was known and frequently heard right after I entered 404. She has been very famous among my best friends, because she was so nice that she bought a pineapple for Wang Chunguang, an exceptionally popular best friend among my friends, when he was drunk.

 

A well-known story about the couple, spreading among guys of Dormitory building No.4 is, Mr Li escaped a huge number of classes in HIT and frequently took the train back to Zhao Dong, and his high school, to stay in the same class with Mrs Li.

 

I still remember they were there for me on 9^th Nov, 2003, when I took part in the small singing contest. Also, I have been grateful that although they can meet only twice a week, Mrs Li took part in our parties among best friends sometimes. Their love was silently proved in front of me for the first time, when I send Mr Li off from Harbin after our graduation. They were so soulful that I not only felt that I was too redundant to send him off despite of my niceness but also prayed from the bottom of my heart that they would get married one day.

 

And today is the day, 31^st Jan, 2009. The ceremony: nothing doesn’t matter is really luxury, while everything matters is absolutely luxury.

 

“I have been very proud”, like one of the hot words in CCTV New Year’s Gala, was derived from my heart, for I can be the best man while witnessing the wedding, for what I have learnt from the couple, and for the friendship.

 

I wanna write sth, the 1^st part about the wedding to commemorate it within today, so I will write another part some days later, when I can demonstrate with photos.

 

Hopefully, what I write won’t get summe girl mad at me……..

Maybe, like what Wang Chunguang said and I felt today, best-friends’ weddings make people as tired and excited as their own…

 

No basketball training today, so I increased the distance of run exercise. 3km in 19min, although it is still slow, but it is cost-efficient enough for me to get back the right track. 3.6km already for today, hopefully can spend some more time tonight.

 

Unfortunately, in terms of the loss of actual weight , it seems that running is not as effective as basketball playing,and imagine how long distance I should run for losing weight.But I am still not regreting for everything mouthwatering that I ate, anyways, keep going.

I went to the sports centre of the secondary campus of HIT as soon as I arrived Harbin at yesterday afternoon. Although I had 2 cups of Red Label on the flight, I still could not help going back to the basketball court, since I had been away from it for such a long time, let along I should peel off those pounds asap.

 

90KG, my current weight surprises everyone who has not seen me for several months. Even my parents can not stand how obese I am now, despite of the fact that I have been away for only 2 months.

 

It is time to keep fit. I hate the consciousness of being a fat guy; I hate the feeling that I even can not touch the damn 3.10-metre-basket; I hate the distrust that my friends said they did not believe I ever dunk. Admittedly,  only a few friends saw my dunk, when I was 18 and 64kg. I ,however, still believe that I can fly again, because I am persistent enough to lose fxxxing weight. 1.7KM today, still 1.3 km to go for assignment of today. Hopefully, I can make 5km run everyday since when I retrieve my energy.

 

Pals,believe it or not, I will dunk above your head sooner or later. 

I watched a talk show about Summy Zheng during meal time, and found it very impressive. I can see she has been through a very tough process,struggling with keeping fit and protecting herself from paparazzi, and exceptionally appreciate her solid effort. Her paintings and poems are like her songs that can touch ppl's heart. The show also reminded my experience of watching Summy's concert in Melbourne.  Although I did not understand the lyrics of most songs played, and I always feel boring while getting involved in the concerts with too many cantonese songs, I still respect her courage, like the braveness of a true warrior. Using the same arena and the same stereos, she showed much more melodious voice than Jacky Cheung's.  Well, Jacky's performance was decent, but Summy's voice is even better. Summy, a 37-year-old true warrior,  proves that she is always beautiful and young, and still one of the best Divas of Chinese Pop Music.

 

Another warrior, David Beckhanm, started his journey in Milan. Seen from the game against Hamburg last night, he still needed time to adjust himself in Milan's offense and defense systems. But he, a 33-year-old warrior, who wanna play for his nation, deserves our patience.

 

Compared with them, another big star, T-MAC should feel a shame. I am almost done with him, although he sometimes showed world-best basketball skills. His current  girly performance and poor courage is worth no more than 1% of his salary. His discouragements definitely disappoint my 'exbetation' on rockets. Fortunately, Mutombo comes back, and T-MAC seemed playing with more of his heart in this morning. Who knows how long this not too diappointed performance will last?

 

In terms of my NBA dream, I wanna be a Jordan type player since I was 7. But I always did sth. specious, and worked hard @ some useless moves while I ignore a kind of basic stuff. I never won a Championship by myself,  and never showed good dribbling skills. Only dunk once in the basketball game, but it was only seen by several guys and many friends bet I never did it. Now, I am conscious that I was actually a more  Artest type player: playing physically, fight-maker of games,badtempered in the game, good @stealing balls rather than 1vs1 face2face defense, can lead the team and score in clutch time. 

 

However, I don't regret being an artest type player. And I want to continue learning from him, not those demerits, but the essence of him, being a True Warrior.

 

To be continued...

 

 

 

 

10 Days left before the exam. I wanna write sth. everyday to record this preparing experience. And all titles will be under'I only need ten days to close it.' When I write this title, the issue I concerned is 'Will it be true, false or not Given?'

 

In terms of today's topic, the "english" that we learn in domestic schools is exceptionally ridiculous and irritating. For the more I learn for the English language test, the more demerits and disappointment that I found in what we learn in those school days. Domestic 'english' education system sucks. There are so  many examples that I am no longer interested in mentioning it. 

Today, I just wanna complain about english textbook and english teacher.  Especially those textbooks did undermine our best days to learn english. To the sake of these authentic textbooks, we can not distinguish American English and British English; E.G. We usually wrote organize and colour in the same passage.   We can not distinguish verbal language from written one. It is not surprized that we use some bookish words when we casually chat with the native-english-speakers. It is not rare that we write some aweful verbal words in our theses. E.G. lots of;  for one thing.. for another thing are verbal.  We can not use the most appropriate way to express ourselves even in some typical social contexts. E.G. How many british use "How do you do?" or "How are you" to say hello? "Not at all","You are welcome" or no worries when some people say sorry to u? we even do not know how to express junior high. Also we can not identify the exact meaning of some words or phrases. What is the probable number or range of 'several' and 'a lot of'?  I am convinced that native speaker and most of us will give noticeably different answers. It goes without saying some abbreviations such as a.s.a.p, g.t.g.,t.t.y.l.,and lol. I would like credit all of these to those 'distinguished' textbooks.

 

Further still, many local english teachers are ineligible. For my experience, the only one I respect is my headmaster in Junior high school. Although I was then luckily taught 2 other HRB-famous headmasters who teach english in High school, I am 100% sure that most of my classmates believe these high school anti-mistake masters hold the magics to kill students' passion to study english and assimilate their pronunciations. Their best-selling grammer notes have been always out-of-date, but have always been prevailing among high school students who wanna pursue a college offer.  

 

Admittedly, we still learn a lot(although I don't completely know, to what extent 'a lot' really means).  But I am still annoyed by the time consumed in learning that 'english'.

I really wanna ask: What is the hell the 'english' we learn.

 

Anyways, do not hesitate to add more examples about what common mistakes we often make in english learning.

 

To be continued... 

 

 

 

 

 

It is useless and unnecessary to refer or summarize the damn 2008; and I finally can farewell to it.

I wanna forget all the sorrows, pain and loss in the last year and continue fighting for everything I pursue in 2008.

I hope all my bad luck has been elapsing with 2008.

Also, I am thanking all friends for your guys' consistent support when I suffer the loss and pain. I know i seem anti-social in the last year, and had been much less talktive than ever before, but I am still what I am, I am still the one you ALL can trust and talk to.

 

May good luck and happiness accompany all your guys.  

 

Come on...2009. The coming morning is another day...

 

To be continued...