Complaints…

It’s 1a.m. and I’m in a complaining mood right now, so…allow me to do some blog pollution. After all, I’ve just finished correcting my PRC roommate’s essay, and I lent her my ears for a whole hour to help her learn to speak English. I told her she’s gonna drive me mad someday, and she laughed.

I went to the zoo today. Actually I don’t like animals at all, outside of my primary school Chinese essays where we had to write about saving stray dogs, feeding starved kittens, and caring for wounded birds. But my 12 year old cousin Yvonne seemed like she needed company, so I obliged to go with my uncle’s family.

I was almost sure I’d be typing out complaint after complaint on my computer as soon as I got back—it was a really tiring trip. Barely an hour in the zoo, I was already desperately trying to focus my brain as Yvonne talked to me. (Almost every animal is cute to her.) At 3, I stopped talking.  At 4, I was already dragging my feet as we walked. At 5, I totally regretted coming to the hot, stinky zoo! Mr. Lee Kuan Yew is so right—the greatest invention of all is the air-conditioner. Great minds think alike, you know. He merely echoed my sentiment.

OK! Sorry! Just let me say whatever I want today.

I thought, at that point of time, that the only consolation was that I got to visit my friends, the pigs. (A bit disappointed though, why are their skins an ugly grey instead of baby pink?)

But anyway, Yvonne just messaged me…and she told me she had a great time with me! That totally surprised me…so glad the time spent was worth it…so I don’t feel like complaining about it anymore. =D

Moving on to next complaint.

I have to go back for a..err..Program Pendedahan Kerjaya Seorang Doktor in order to apply for JPA (should I?) It’s gonna ruin my schedule…I’m going to miss a windsurfing course! What a trouble, really…4^th time I’m going back in 3 months. I’m sick of long bus journeys. I told Wei Liang yesterday that I bet all my money the course is going to be poorly organized, if there’s any hint of organization at all. (I will remedy this statement if it turns out otherwise.) True enough, mum called the hospital up today…and they knew nothing about this programme. Remarkable efficiency.

But wait! I get to chat late into the night when I get back. Big advantage.

So that’s it. I’m going to buy a ticket.

Annoyed by this post? Good.

Back.

I’m back in Singapore, after a really wonderful holiday.

Did all the things I planned to do—learn how to drive, get my Hepatitis B jab, settle admin stuff. Had a good time with family, met up with classmates, saw some teachers, met St. John friends, and got to see the AC and AA team training. I even called Pn. Khoo to apologize for my bitterness toward her last year.

But most of all, God met me.

I was back at the piano in church on Friday, after all these months. It was during those beautiful moments of worship that God just overwhelmed me with His presence…refreshed me from tiredness….removed my doubts….restored my strength…filled me with thanksgiving and joy…and comforted me with His peace.

As bits and pieces of the past came to mind, I couldn’t help but thank Him from the depths of my heart. I never realised He’s always been providing for me and watching me.

The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your love, O Lord, endures forever—do not abandon the works of your hands. Psalm 138:8

God I’ll cling on to you.

爱华文吧!

等着印刷机印些文件, 随便写写几个字,防止我的华文继续生锈.哈哈.

我的电脑没有中文之星,下个学期又不会再上华文课了, ,以后很少会用华文写作.

在新加坡,除了和中国人讲话,我也很少有机会讲华语.

其实我很爱华文. 它是个美丽的语言, 它蕴含着丰富的宝藏! 不知为什么,讲华语的时候总觉得比较温馨.

最近很多人说,华文就是马来西亚华生的死穴. 也有好多朋友对华文成绩感到不满. 或许这些话讲得都对—有些事情本来就很难去改变.

对于改变制度的不公平,老实说,我没抱着太大的希望.

但我们华人不要因为这样而放弃我们的母语! 愿每年的中五考生都会用心去学习华文,尽心尽力去考, 因为能够掌握自己的母语比起考个漂亮的成绩来得更有意义.

=)