Monday, April 10, 2006

Litters Of Life In Twinkie's Bin

Don't you hate people interjecting into conversations with things that are not relevent to the conversation? It is especially irritating when that person interupt with subjects that are only related to the conversation by word and no other meaning. I have nothing aginst this person (in my class), just do not like the behaviour.

As mentioned earlier, this round of translation class is tough. Mentally exhaustive. So much so that after class, I head straight to bed after my shower, and slept till about 11pm last night. Had to wake up because of a migraine. After tossing in bed for about half hour, decided to wake up and break the momentum. In my sleepy state, I flipped through Sunday Life! And read about Alpha Females. Then there is a report about migraine and even though I was sleepy, I could identify that I am suffering from migraine. Never know what migraine is until I read the report. So that is migraine. All along I had thought that what I have been experiencing is just pain.

Fortunately, the distraction worked. I was able to sleep through the night. But still went by the today with a heavy head.

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Pain. That's was GA's theme tonight. Derek has gotta make a decision to choose between Ellison or Meredith. To sign the divorce papers or not. However, the show ended as that. Meredith and gang waiting for Derek to appear in the bar. Ellison asking Derek if he is going to sign the papers. Guess we will have to watch the show to know the outcome next week.

Cristina has gotten back together with Burke, presumingly because he understood what she went through for him, and wants to have a relationship with her. Izzy was pissed with Alex, who seemed to be withholding something from her, and not telling her why, and pretending that nothing had happened.

Good Ol' George performed his first surgery when the lift broke down during a power failure. He had to do it because apparently, Alex seemed to be having some reservations and hesitated to take the operating instruments from Burke. George went on to perform the op under Burke's instructions. Well done, he managed to save the policeman. And well well... Dr Bailey is married and celebrated her 10th anniversary tonight.

How does all this string together a story based on pain? I have no idea. The closest that I can think of is the story about a women whose heart breaks down whenever the death anniversary of her soulmate, whom she loves, comes around. Izzy has no solution to her problem.

I can't seem to be able to associate the whole story together. Or is it because my ability to feel pain is... Almost none now?

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Today's the fifth and last lesson of 3rd module. Those feelings come back again. These few days of studying together with the class made me want to go back to schooldays again. I wish we could have another day with Prof Liu. While listening to Prof Liu, another compartment of my mind fantasises about going to China for short term study or working stint. Partly because a classmate asked another one who has been through Beijing Uni whether U's in China conduct summer studies. Partly also because China has now become a place that I very much want to visit.

The lessons have taught me to appreciate the Chinese language, culture, history and literature background of the country. What I have with me is just a very small, tiny percentage of what there is to learn about this country. I am very surprised about this myself. I was never interested to go to China, even though I pride myself with having a keen interest in the language. To me, China equals to uncouth, loud, dirty, scheming, unscrupulous.. etc... However, quite frankly, the lecturers have dramatically turn things around for me.

The latest lecturer to teach us is Prof Liu Haiping. I googled him today and learned that his background is very unique. I am very humbled that a man with a educational background and calibre like him would want to teach mediocre people like us. Our standards are so... BASIC. He is a very fatherly figure, and when he teaches, he was patient to share with us his experiences and knowledge. He is just so... Amiable and nice.

I normally give a little something to people whom I appreciate and am thankful for. To Prof Liu, I gave 3 different kinds of tiger balms, I guess it's good for his age :) I feel that my eagerness to show friendliness to other people has not diminished even though I have been disappointed by people repeatedly. Maybe a part of me still hopes in people, and still thinks that there is nothing wrong being nice to people. I still believe that people deserved to be shown appreciation or to help. Haiz. This character of mine could make me or break me. Already I have been broken several times, and strangely, I seem to be able to bounce back. Ok, bounced it off to other persons.

I was also thinking about being more hardworking on my assignments, practices, and reading. I want to go further when this class is over. Possibly, if chances allowed, to have actual working stints in China. I truly want to sharpen my knowledge and skills of the language and the country.

I truly, sincerely want to go to China, God. Please provide me an opportunity to do so. Amen.

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You know at times, you would look at people the same age, or younger than you, and feel envious? Why they are CEOs, CFOs, Owners of some shop or company or factory, have flown to countries that is 10 times or 20 times your record, invented something, drives a nice car, pay an apartment on their own, or shops as if it's nobody's business?

And then you look at yourself and wondered if you could achieve what they have now if you work hard for the past 10 or 5 years of your life? I seemed to do that often nowadays. It's kinda demoralising. On one hand, I think it's very true, I wasn't very hardworking in the past years. I could have grabbed opportunity to upgrade myself, to move to a bigger company, to seize any opportunity to do business, to be more vocal, to ask for my rights, to leave a bad thing and move on to another... And often wonder why I was so stupid to prefer to remain as I was then and not move on. Why did I allow myself to be so comfortable in the low level life and never aim higher?

So at present, I have vowed never to allow myself to let opportunities slip past me. I will work hard. I will strive. I do not have an aim as yet, but I want to move on and not be trapped in a low life. I will be opened to opportunities and if it is a risk worth taking for greater things to come, I hope I will take the risk when that time come.

I hope I can keep this spirit on. Persist on.

* . .. fig fairy waved her wand.. .  12:54 PM

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