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(No tittle entry) / Saturday, December 02, 2006 @ 12:20 PM
I am back. But not for long because I am having some challenges with my wireless connection to the internet and therefore I am unable to go online via my laptop. Since I only blog during the wee hours of the morning, and since my brother is the modern age sleeping beauty, I am unable to write in here as much as I want to. I shall get this fix as I really hate using the computer in his room. There is a weird smell in it.
Anyway, the test is finally over. I do not think I did too well. I was having a stomachache all the way so I was sitting at the edge of my seat. While Fifi, sitting next to me was furiously writing, I was trying to retrieve some of the information out of my brain. I have been storing a lot of information in it for the past few days but since my memory is similar to an old cupboard, sometimes, things just go missing and you wonder if the rats ate it. My diligent classmates must have done well as they were so paranoid as if it was a life and death situation. I respect and admire their passion and determination, but I hope they do not burn out.
The classes this week seemed surprisingly boring and dry. I do not learn well by sitting down and listening to the trainer from 9.30 to 5.00. Since I was desperately trying to keep my eyes open as a form of respect to the trainers, I seek comfort in the bottle of sour plums in front of me. Massy, just like me was unable to resist the temptation to simply close our eyes and drift away to Mars. Fifi must have some supernatural powers to keep herself awake throughout the week. Before you start reprimanding me for sleeping in class, perhaps you should know that were covering the history of English language this week. Whoopy.
As much as I love the language, I fail to see to see the link from knowing how the English language came about, to teaching students with dyslexia.
On a lighter note, had the best plan showing by Rajsegran at Wednesday open meeting. It was so good that I understood every single joke. Those who brought guests must be feeling great. Congrats. As usual, I was so blown away by the training session and I learned this:
You might have a good life, but you will never know what it feels like to have a great life.
I have come across so many times, people who think they have a good life. There is nothing wrong with it but what saddens me is that they are unable to see a bigger picture of pursuing a great life. A great life is one where you are of positive significance to others, apart from you family. A great life involves you in charity that can create a 360 degree turn for someones life. A great life is what you do for others, without having to worry about your own financial status.
I have some stories to share, maybe next time when I have the opportunity to do so. Currently I have about 18 books sitting on my shelves waiting to be read. I find that reading teleports me to another world where I learn how to deal with situations in real life. Of course one of my dreams is to get myself published with the semi true story that I am going to write. So far, my research indicates that there is no story like mine out there in the market. As I look at some of the reading styles of various authors, I realized that my writing style here is somehow influence by them. That to me, is a positive way to influence someone, and I hope to do be able to do that someday.
These books of course exclude the book that is compulsory for me to read. For one of this module assignments, we have to do a book review on The Gift of Dyslexia. Upon knowing this, I was so excited because I do book reviews almost as often as I breathe. Then came the weird fact. We have to write 3000 words of it! Ok. To me, 3000 words of book review is not a book review anymore. It is a paper! Haha. Its ok. I shall do well this time!
Seem that everyone is away this week. Nurul is away in Indonesia for at least a week and I am so dying to talk to her! Margaret and Eddy left for Rome without me.I cannot wait for them to be back and of course Suk and Fir are also away due to work. I cant wait for everyone to come back and share!
This week seemed to go by incredibly fast for me as it is getting more and more hectic. It is a good sign and I cant wait for the bamboo seeds to grow! In the meantime, I have to water it!
(I dont know what to tittle this entry)
I am back. But not for long because I am having some challenges with my wireless connection to the internet and therefore I am unable to go online via my laptop. Since I only blog during the wee hours of the morning, and since my brother is the modern age sleeping beauty, I am unable to write in here as much as I want to. I shall get this fix as I really hate using the computer in his room. There is a weird smell in it.
Anyway, the test is finally over. I do not think I did too well. I was having a stomachache all the way so I was sitting at the edge of my seat. While Fifi, sitting next to me was furiously writing, I was trying to retrieve some of the information out of my brain. I have been storing a lot of information in it for the past few days but since my memory is similar to an old cupboard, sometimes, things just go missing and you wonder if the rats ate it. My diligent classmates must have done well as they were so paranoid as if it was a life and death situation. I respect and admire their passion and determination, but I hope they do not burn out.
The classes this week seemed surprisingly boring and dry. I do not learn well by sitting down and listening to the trainer from 9.30 to 5.00. Since I was desperately trying to keep my eyes open as a form of respect to the trainers, I seek comfort in the bottle of sour plums in front of me. Massy, just like me was unable to resist the temptation to simply close our eyes and drift away to Mars. Fifi must have some supernatural powers to keep herself awake throughout the week. Before you start reprimanding me for sleeping in class, perhaps you should know that were covering the history of English language this week. Whoopy.
As much as I love the language, I fail to see to see the link from knowing how the English language came about, to teaching students with dyslexia.
On a lighter note, had the best plan showing by Rajsegran at Wednesday open meeting. It was so good that I understood every single joke. Those who brought guests must be feeling great. Congrats. As usual, I was so blown away by the training session and I learned this:
You might have a good life, but you will never know what it feels like to have a great life.
I have come across so many times, people who think they have a good life. There is nothing wrong with it but what saddens me is that they are unable to see a bigger picture of pursuing a great life. A great life is one where you are of positive significance to others, apart from you family. A great life involves you in charity that can create a 360 degree turn for someones life. A great life is what you do for others, without having to worry about your own financial status.
I have some stories to share, maybe next time when I have the opportunity to do so. Currently I have about 18 books sitting on my shelves waiting to be read. I find that reading teleports me to another world where I learn how to deal with situations in real life. Of course one of my dreams is to get myself published with the semi true story that I am going to write. So far, my research indicates that there is no story like mine out there in the market. As I look at some of the reading styles of various authors, I realized that my writing style here is somehow influence by them. That to me, is a positive way to influence someone, and I hope to do be able to do that someday.
These books of course exclude the book that is compulsory for me to read. For one of this module assignments, we have to do a book review on The Gift of Dyslexia. Upon knowing this, I was so excited because I do book reviews almost as often as I breathe. Then came the weird fact. We have to write 3000 words of it! Ok. To me, 3000 words of book review is not a book review anymore. It is a paper! Haha. Its ok. I shall do well this time!
Seem that everyone is away this week. Nurul is away in Indonesia for at least a week and I am so dying to talk to her! Margaret and Eddy left for Rome without me.I cannot wait for them to be back and of course Suk and Fir are also away due to work. I cant wait for everyone to come back and share!
This week seemed to go by incredibly fast for me as it is getting more and more hectic. It is a good sign and I cant wait for the bamboo seeds to grow! In the meantime, I have to water it!
