Call me SiMoN !!

Woo hooo!!! Worrying is useless, guys!! As long as you have your trust in God. I'm not trying to exaggerate anyway about God or persuade anyone to believe in God, but I just want to share something very minor but major for me that happened yesterday.

You all know that I was worrying about my PE test because I had to run 1000m within 4 minutes and 25 seconds (this is the standard of passing). Stamina is always my biggest obstacle in every sport I take part in, especially running. How the hell am I going to run 1000m within such a limited and insufficient time? I had been practicing my stamina by running once every three days at the running track in my school and my consistency in it never lasted for more than 2 weeks. Because of that, I was numb and never worried about the test anymore because I would surely fail.

Tuesday was my PE judgment day. I was acting like usual, never worried as I had already predicted my own result. We met our teacher at the running track and we could feel everyone's heart beat. The feelings of anxiety and nervousness crawled among us. We had our first test, 50m running within 8.3seconds. I was a little worried about it too because I always lacked of speed when it comes to sprinting. But I managed to pass it with the result of 8.1seconds. Beyond failing and at the stake. Lucky me.

Next, the torturing test, 1000m. Everyone had a partner who will help you to remember your time and you know the rest (of course we take care of each others asses la~). My partner finished his 1000m in 4 minutes and 33 seconds, but I told the guy who do the recording 4 minutes and 24 seconds. Hehe. He passed. When its my turn to run, I sighed and went preparing at the starting line. When the teacher shouted "GO!!", everyone rushed and some of them even pushed me aside. I was at my own track and they pushed me. Damn it. I ran and ran with all my might, but I just kept losing behind most of them. Nervousness really slowed me down, while draining my stamina. I thought I was going to fail because I could see no shadows behind me. 2 rounds and a half, finally, I could see the light, Ooops, I meant the finishing line. I gave up my last breathe and charged.

"4 minutes and 18 seconds for this spectacle guy!!"

OH MY GOD!!! CHEEZE AND RICE (a more polite way of saying "Jesus Christ")!!!! I PASSED!!! If I doubted about passing the test for a while while I was running, I could be 7 seconds behind, but I didn't!!! I PASSED the FREAKING PE TEST!!! I was speechless, but overjoy! Many a word of praising God came into my mind at the moment I heard my time.

Though I could feel my legs and my head was heavy, nothing worthed more than that 4 minutes and 18 seconds. Most of my friends accomplished their test with better results, around 3 minutes and 25-50 seconds, but I was satisfied with mine. God really blesses me, whenever I need him, or not.

God really blesses everyone, no matter how good or bad you are. We always neglect God's work when we accomplished something, and beg for His help when we are in deep trouble. Praise him, and you will be fruitful. That's all I wanted to share with all of you. May God be with you always! Peace!

We had our dorm discussion today. Our very first discussion together, though it might be a little too late. We discussed about out troubles and conflicts in our dorm, and I was in a very doubtful mood during the whole process. I just want to make myself clear with the situation, especially matters related to the money I paid.

Next, they mentioned about my multi-plug adapter. Finally, something triggered my anger hiding deep inside my heart. When they asked about my opinion, I erupted like a volcano (a little bit exaggerating, but I seldom talk in such an angry tone) and I just spitted out everything I had in my mind. At least I made myself understood. They paid me the amount of money I used to buy my new adapter, RMB 45, though I still have to pay less amount of money for the steamboat (win-win condition).

I made most of my statements clear and the outcome was satisfying (at least from what I've heard for everyone). I just hope that things will be better and 8 of us can live together like a family. For certain issues, we have to make things clearer, but the most important thing is that everyone must understand the purpose for doing so. It's not about the lack of trust, it's about minimising all the possible problems awaiting. Money is a devil's tool to men's self-destruction. That's it.

Temporal issue solved, but there will be more in the future. God, be with us always!!

Today, we had a steamboat party in our dorm, though cooking is seriously prohibited in every dormitory. Well, I wasn't expecting much from it because I had my serious lesson after the 1st BBQ party of our class. Things always ended up the opposite way, I mean negatively.

Everyone had to pay RMB20 for the steamboat and personally, that was the maximum amount of money I could afford for such an activity because our dorm financial consumption had already override my personal budget. We had paying too much for our dorm expenses, and some of the stuffs were quite unnecessary.

Back to the steamboat, I was surprised by the variety of food they bought for the steamboat. It was actually not bad because they bought almost every basic stuff, like meatballs, frozen meat, noodles, and many more. Quite a luxury. But the only thing that triggered my anger was that they put nearly everything near my place, unplugged all my electrical plugs (without consulting me), and inserted their own cooking devices' plugs on mine. That was a necessary act, but it is considered rude to intrude my place without my knowledge. I tried to calm myself down, while worrying when my electrical cable would melt. It did.

We were enjoying the food, while watching Prison Break Season 1. Suddenly, I smelt something fishy, like burning plastic. No one suspected it. The first thing that came into my mind was my cables. Damn it!!! SHIT!! My whole cable melted and the heat was increasing. Immediately, I pulled out the main plug, while resisting the minor burn. Everyone wow-ed when they saw the smoke, but some of my roommates really made me very angry. They intruded my stuff and when they "burned" my thing, they assumed that it was no their trouble. Its mine, because I bought a lousy multi-plug adapter. There was another unoccupied socket at the other side, near the other roommate of mine. When we mentioned why they didn't use that socket, his face turned black. Wow! That selfishness, okay!!!

After the incident, everyone moved the table to the other side and continued their "important" business. F**K!! Sorry for using foul words, but that is the best word for me to express my feeling. Those HK people have been exciting my patience for a very long time. Their loud music bass, screaming and money-wasting have been troubling me for months, and to maintain an "okay" relationship with them, I have been tolerating, a great deal. But too much is too much. They always want to buy this and that without thinking those items are really necessary. They always buy stuffs without really getting our permission. They asked if we need a vacuum cleaner and I said that wait till everyone agreed then we'll consider it. I haven't agreed on it yet. Then the next few days, they bought the vacuum cleaner. We had been using the brooms to clean our dorm for almost a month and everything was okay. A vacuum cleaer is more convenient, but not too necessary. In other words, their action was too barbaric to me.

What should I do? My first instinct told me to argue with them, but many advised me that it would be a complete waste. I have to stay with them for the further 6 years, or less, and I'm really confused. Great dilemma.

God, or anyone, please enlighten me the wisest solution. The more I tolerate, the bolder they will get to "bully" me. Forgive me for condeming HK people, but I was just fingering some of the HK people in my dorm. This is not country discrimination, but the fact in my dorm. I never had a word about my situation to them because I thought they would really understand and change. But the steamboat incident really proved me wrong.

If money can solve every trouble, it will never be trouble anymore. But if things are getting more ridiculous, you people have really crossed my barrier.

Dilemma....

How many regrets do we have within out lifetime? Uncountable, maybe, but I do have some regrets these days, regarding my life in Jinan U.

I managed, or unbelievably, to be voted as the monitor of my class, Clinical Medicine '08. I never got this title before in my whole life, and the most I got was only Vice Monitor. Surprised, huh? Yeah, I was like a drug addict who finally got his drug. I felt like a new life and beginning for myself. I volunteered myself for the vote and I got most of the votes. A good confirmation for me, till I heard what our adviser told me about my job. Now, I know why most people didn't prefer being a monitor at the first place because a monitor has to be like a one- man-show in most of the tasks delivered by any authorities. Not only so, you must also be a good social-guy because you have to built a good relationship with nearly every important people in school. I volunteered myself not because I want to get more GPAs or reputation. I just want to train my responsibility. I proposed to our adviser that maybe every class committee will get choose someone as their assistant to make things easier, but I was denied. Next, I got to finish a whole contact list of the whole class within a night, but I only got less than 3 hours till 12am. No one was really willing to help, and you can see that clearly in everyone's face. All the complicating and troublesome prosedures of the school administration were piling behind me, but I had no other options to delay the tasks given to me.

I'd finished the contact list at 2am, with Tiffiny helping me most of the time. I hadn't even stepped into my dorm for more than 3 hours during that period as the class monitor because the first few days of school was really hectic. Besides, I promised my family to be their tour guide in Guangzhou at the same time. I'd to arrange my classmates to get their text books and the whole school procedure really made me mad!!! Unlike Malaysia, you have to run to at least 3 different departments in order to accomplish a certain task. Most of all, there was no linkage between every departments, so you have to repeat the same thing again and again at different places. It was a big dilemma for me, but I decided to quit being a class monitor. Maybe after this, I would have sufficient time to deal with my other complications.
Yeah, I quitted. I promised not to be regret for this decision, but the new monitor made me so disappointed that I nearly cried, not literally. She's giving me a feeling that she was born yesterday and the whole world is still a stranger for her. WALAU EH!!! The teacher asked the other committee to organize a BBQ party, but as a monitor, you didn't even care to ask a few things about the situation, but to cross your arms during the whole process. WAKAO EH!!!
Have you ever heard of anyone who called the bus company for a bus at 4pm and you need it at 6pm? You can't book a bus as if you were ordering pizza from Pizza Hut! WALIU EH!!! As a monitor, you have communicate with the classmates, including the foreigners. And the new monitor asked my friend to talk for her because she found it difficult to communicate with the foreigners. You should be there, at least, to show your resposibility and honesty, but this excuse is a B.S. to me. Everything is too fake from her. But this is the reality. Different people, different style. I'm quite numb right now, after all these tragedies. As Shakespeare says, "What is history is a prologue." This is just a beginning of the story, and we still have 6 years waiting ahead.

*Sigh* Look at the bright side, Simon. At least you have more time for yourself after you quit. Ya, that's true. If you want me to study whenever I'm free, or make myself busy for something that is unworthy to me (pissed myself or make my life shorter, illiterally), that would be a hell on earth for me. Life consists of sweat: sweat of struggle and fun. Life will be very miserable if you have been struggling the whole way through, especially in your university life, right? I could do better, but I let my chance slipped. Next time, maybe? I will be fully-armed next time, so be careful!!!

Physically, I'm feeling so much better right now, after the pill given by a friend of mine. Wow, the pill was like an elixir and it didn't only relieved my fever, I could actually stand the freezing wind throughout the whole day, while some of my friends were wrapped like mummies. God really blessed me!!

Tomorrow, we are going to record down the whole dancing process as a reference for every body and I am still a bit unconfident with my dancing skill. But our president told us that during the show, there will be TV workers coming for interviews. Lol, my first live dance on TV, if I managed to survive the qualification!

Good luck to me and you! Bye bye! No regrets!

Damn I hate being fragile...

Since yesterday, I had one of my worst fever in China, I meant my first fever in China. Weeks before, I started to lose my appetite and I didn't really eat much. And that causes my weight to drop gradually. Nothing seemed delicious or appetizing to me. Tiffiny even suspected that I had anorexia (厌食症).

Anyway, I went to bed quite early yesterday, at around 8pm and I could feel myself in a giant oven. My body was heating up and I didn't had enough sleep. Today, my whole body felt so weak and steamy that I could hardly do anything or think anything rationally. What a mess...

Tiffiny got a febrifuge (a new word I've learned from dictionary, meaning anti-fever) pill from a friend and at least after the nap I took by skipping the CT dancing practice, I felt so much better.

That's all I have for today. Thank you for looking after me, Tiffiny. You are the best!

Hai....these few days are a bit hectic and tiring. Back from the hypnotizing and boring classes, I am always tired and frustrated, especially when the class is conducted in English. Assignments are not so piling, but they are just boring. How I wish my assignments could be done with practical experiences, instead of typing documents.

Anyway, I've joined the Malaysia Culture Troupe in Guangzhou and its a culture dance group monitored by the Malaysia Tourism Department. The first month's practice was relaxing but from 15th to 30th of November, we will be having very intensive dancing practice, specially choreographed and monitored by a Sabah ethnic dance teacher. He actually flew from Malaysia to Guangzhou to teach us. It seemed like the MTC (Malaysia Tourism Department) invested a lot of effore for this practice because in the end of Novemeber, there will be a Tourism Expo in TianHe Stadium, Guangzhou. A very grand one.

Dancing is always a knot for me, especially for my stiff joints and muscles. But dancing is a good exercise for a lazy person like me. I just dislike running around the field or whatever. But there's another problem coming. I have to have my PE test in two weeks time and I barely had enough practice of it. I joined the badminton club of my PE class and so far, the badminton test is the easiest, among all the other tests. I also have to run 1000m within 4 minutes and 10 seconds!! What the heck!!! I seldom run and that will be like killing me. I'm doomed!!!! I HATE EXERCISING!!!!

God, please bless me with better lung capacity and stamina. I'll go to run once every two days. Please bless me....