It's a fact after all

A few months back, I had this stupid idea coming into my mind - piercing ear. At that time, i didn't bother thinking too much about it coz it's not important after all. I did ask few friends of mine about this absurd idea. Their respond was quite positive though, 'ok je... try lar'. Then, when it came to school observation thingy, I dared not pierce coz i could violate the school rule or something. But this does not appear to be what it's like. Apparently, i have kids who pierce their eyes too. And, last Tuesday came for real. I had my left ear pierced for $15 which i guess it's kinda expensive but i'm happy with it.

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The next day, i went to class with a small earring on my left ear. Several different feedback n words were voiced and they all sounded kinda positive, just that few asked if i had pierced on the correct side or not. I guess it doesn't really matter nowadays whether u pierced left or right or both. i had seen people had their both ears pierced while holding their girlfriends' hand. So, it doesn't really matter after all. What matters most is the fact that i finally had my ear pierced. And I'm sure i can't keep this until next year coz my mum's gonna kill me the moment she sees this thing.

Today, i went swimming for the first time in Garden Point's Swimming pool. It was good coz i have been thinking of learning to swim for a long time and couldn't find a partner to go. Today, i am glad i had Yuen going swimming too. Obviously, a thin tall guy would be seen as a good swimmer from other people's eyes; but not my case. Only now, i don't know how to float - and that's a fact after all, though i know how to swim freestyle. And i did actually successfully swim across from one end to the other end. Been trying to keep myself float, but guess my body is heavier than my strength that no matter how i pushed the water down, i was still sinking. Sigh~~~ And, coming back home, i sneezed and sneezed, not once but twice or thrice... bad bad... i am getting sick already.

It's getting late now. And i still have tonnes of work to do, and i am still very much stuck with nothing. Sigh... It's a fact after all that i am lazy. Very disappointed that i couldn't get my picture of pierced ears uploaded. Sigh...

Recounting 14.03.07

Yesterday, 14th Mac, was certainly a day of total bliss, fun, tiredness, surprise, excitement, joy, and guilty. The day started off perfectly as I wanted it to be, where I now, have to go School Based Experience (SBE) weekly - Tuesday for 6 weeks. The school i was put in is East Brisbane State School which is very lucky and easy for me because it's just in Zone 2 and I see no serious traffic congestion in getting to the school on time.

Things get a little nervous when the bus that is scheduled to arrive at 8.01 didnt show up, and my five friends and I kept glancing at the minute-hand ticking away. Speculating the bus would no longer show up, so we have to wait for the next bus which hopefully, would show up at 8.15a.m. And thank God, thing did get better as the next bus showed up at 8.20a.m. Finally we got to school (8.30) just in time to show our first-time-good-impression face.

Moving to describing the school, the school is genuinely with few hundreds students. It has a long historical background and though there are few renovation made towards building new buildings, the older ones are still being used as administrative building. I won't go too much into describing the school because right now, i am just being LAZY. About the class that i am observing, it's a level 2/3 class where the students are diversed in their cultures, level of language proficiency, socio-economics, races, religions, interaction etc etc and the list goes on. The students were very pleased to meet me and despite my duty as a practising teacher, i frequently smile at them and being friendly with them. And they are the bunch of cute and innocent boys and girls sitting there talking and having lots of fun. I was being introduced and being greeted as "Mr LING"; some kids apparently will come and ask me, "Mr Ling, can you help me with my work?", "Mr Ling, you are a nice teacher, becoooz not all teachers are nice."

Few things surprised me as a teacher in the school yesterday. First, there's this one student in my class who is autistic - have autism. Student who has autism could face many difficulties in learning because of the disability of neurons in brains. If you guys wanna know more about autism, can visit http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autism

In her case, I really felt very pitiful for her at first because i found her facing many difficulties in learning. Often, she walked to me and asked me if i could help her? I did try my very best to teach her despite the difficulties she faced and my ongoing repetition. Finally, when she understood and remembered what i taught, i felt the relief and happiness in my heart. However, reflecting on her case, i felt that she is in need of greater nurture, assistance, guidance and motivation. There must be something that teacher can do to help develop her learning.

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Arriving back home, i chucked my bag at one side of my table, feeling really tired mentally, physically and emotionally. In the evening, as i was cooking my regular dinner of rice and vegetables, i got this one phone call from my friend - MiSam who in a way, surprised me. She is my Korean friend where we met in Bundaberg, fruitpicking. In some ways, we are still keeping in touch sometimes, exchanging experience of fruitpicking. Back in Toowoomba and Bundaberg, i met a lot of friends, good and bad, nice and evilish; so, for those good one, sometimes I still keep in touch with them, coz you never know that one day, their experience of travelling can teach me something. So, back to her phone call, we didnt talk much as i was cooking. However, an hour later, i realized that yesterday was March 14. On that day, in countries like Japan and South Korea, the guy in a couple relationship will give candies, chocolates and gifts to his partners. I got to know about this because of what she told me. Interestingly, on Valentine's Day, it is the female who gives chocolates, candies and stuffs to the guy, instead of the opposite. Well, this is just some interesting cultures i learned about other country.

Now, talking about the most crazy thing i have ever done in Australia, that is getting pissed. Well, what happened is that there's this one backpacker whom i met in Brisbane, apparently, he will be leaving tomorrow to Sydney and back to Germany for good. So, to celebrate his farewell, we decided to get pissed!!! What an idea i thought. Around 11pm, we met and talked about many things, crapping, talking about travelling and where to go and stuff, while on one of our hands, we are holding a bottle of beer each. I got three tallies of VB (Victoria Bitter) which i was so determined to finish. So, there we were, talking, listening to songs, then singing. Apparently, I did get pissed last night which i relunctantly denied, and i landed myself deadly on my bed.

Anyway, i am feeling much better after hours of additional sleep. Don't think i am going to get pissed for the second time. It's definitely not something beneficial to do in weekdays, especially when you have class the next day. Well, this excludes weekends... =P

What's with this semester?

Early last week commenced my university life, where this year is my second and last year in Australia, which is also my third year of my overall degree programme. This semester, I am undertaking four units - three core subjects and one elective. And at the end of my first week, I felt the uneasiness in me, the feeling of not being able to achieve excellently at the end of this semester. Essentially, there are few factors which cause and substantiate this unmotivated thought.

Post-Job Period

I think right now, i am struck by this so called the Post-Job Period where the past 4 months brought only work loads and more work loads, instead of learning English. Even when I was working at Toowoomba Beef City, English was only used for communicative purposes, speaking to the local people there as well as backpackers. Instead of practising better native-like English, i adapted some Aussie slangs and British cockney slangs which local blokes there always use, like 'how'ya goin mate?', 'aaiii?' (meaning 'ha?'), 'take care of ur stov' (stuff)', 'it is good, INN (isn't) it?' brbrbr and the list goes on...

Now that i am back from this job, I felt like my English is not getting better coz i have forgotten all academic discourses of writing, I am in no way know how to write a good reflection as i used to. All these just sound so terrible, horrible and vegetable to me. And with the dateline for assignment coming very soon now, I think i might fall if no urgent help is provided.

Low Verbal/linguistic Intelligence

I have always believe and will always believe that i am running out of linguistic intelligence in me. There's this one part of my brain which always reminds me that i am not and never intelligent linguistically because each time i think, language will come at the bottom of the thinking list. So pathetic huh? For years, i tried to convince myself that i can do well in language. Getting few distinctions, credits and stuffs lifted my confidence of undertaking this course as i thought that i have finally acquire the so called linguistic intelligence in me. But, in real life situation, i (my brain) am never switched to thinking about language. All i am thinking of is economics, marketing, engineering, which all come to the making of millions of money.

Now that, once again i am back to real lives, sometimes this unfruitful idea still comes and goes. And, i hope in this semester, I need to once again convince my thought that I am more than a low verbally and linguistically intelligence student. How then? How can i prove this to be real? Just 1 way i guess - read, read and read...

Today marks the end of the second week of thirteen weeks in this semester, i still have a long way ahead of me, proving either my STUPIDITY or my INTELLIGENCE... i think minimal stupidity is always in me, coz I am always talking crapsss... and i mean lots of them...

Closing of My Friendster Blog

Sometime last year, I started blogging here at blogspot.com but when Friendster came up with its new feature on blogging, i stopped blogging here. And now that i have returned and see those blogs i wrote, they make me feel like the page is so old in that there's nobody updating it, decorating it and all sorts of stuffs.

But now I'm back. I will no longer be using Friendster anymore, due to several good, crappy and senseless reasons:

a) Blogspot has more features in editing compared to Friendster. *one constructive reason*
b) I have put in more images and pictures in Blogspot. *another good reason*
c) Friendster has limited features in designing a blog that I desire. *last useful reason i can think of*
d) Because i have too many members in Friendster, and you never know if they delete 'the notification emails' before even open it. (because i do that too...)
e) Because i don't want others who are too close to me to feel like they have to open it or something. (cud be a senseless idea)
f) Because i always want those who open this blog will have this page put in their favourites, and will often visit it to see the updated me. *winks*

BLOGGING is not actually what i like to do. But sometimes, once in a while, i just feel like writing something, just feel like there's something i want to share with others, just feel so good to share my happy moments, just feel so sad that i just want to express my sadden feelings, just feel bored that i have nothing to do and suddenly think of something to think about.

So, u know, blogging could be something which i like to do, and something which i don't like to do. It very much depends on my mood in writing as i am NEVER good at writing.

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Let's toast to the opening of my new blog and let's pray for more new updated blogs.