Blow by Blow- 10 march

10 march

“Keep you in the dark

When you know they all pretend

Keep you in the dark

And so it all began”

I don't know how the hell "The Pretender" by the Foo Fighters got in here. You can watch their awesomeness here:

 

Lessons start today. It feels strange sitting in a classroom in your coats and books. And when mr chua calls out my name in class, everything for a while feels like I’m sitting in the 1H12 lecture group and he catches me for not paying attention.

It's true, I swear. I thought I was really sitting in my BME class, until I remember that BME is just a minority in the entire group. Let's do a bit of math, shall we?
Total number of student participants: 19
Total number of students from ECE course: 15
Total number of students from BME course: 4
Percentage of ECE course students: 15/19 * 100% = 78.94737%
Percentage of BME course students: 4/19 * 100% OR 100% - 15/19 * 100% = 21.05263%
And I always wanted to know why my math tuition teacher in sec 4 gave that disgusted face when I told her there are sums I can't do.

Until everything starts to sink it and I find myself looking at the discounted pencil case, discounted backpack, discounted class size and discounted classmates. And I remember that I’m not in Singapore anymore, and the co-op is a few thousand kilometers away. So is the regular girl’s bathroom. I walk in through the freezing corridors towards it. It isn’t as bad as I thought. My record was a squatting toilet w/out the door. You’re not in a position to preen yourself up in front of the mirror. Unless you like standing in front of a dingy mirror and an old sink, go ahead. Maybe it’s these little things that they don’t have that make them adapt to the lack of luxuries in their life. And they do have a lot of fighting spirit and drive, and that makes them so adaptable to their surroundings.

 I always wanted to know why I keep harping on this. Sometimes I find myself the result of circumstances, not of choices. Not that it's not my fault or anything, but I think it's terrible. Take control of my life again, dammit. I must stop sounding like a broken record, cause I ain't one. 
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I still think I lack that spirit of fighting. I still slack about, daydream, blah blah. The mould of a model student does not fit me.

Compared to these students, I have not achieved anything impressive or worthy of mention. I’m just a Singaporean girl who spent her 17 years quite comfortably.

Nothing to be proud of. The only “qualification” to deem it worthy is when it gets mentioned in the newspapers for the right reasons.

We had a lunch break before attending the first IS class module

 As usual, I run off to take some nice photos. 
Foreign students having their taichi lesson (Was it yesterday?)

I only know the "watermelon" (Here is a huge watermelon, I slice it into 2, move one half to the left, the other to the right). I need more classes.

Topic for IS: Tianjin introduction.

Yes, it’s true. The teacher was kind enough to prepare us a variety of slides regarding almost every aspect of Tianjin. Unfortunately I was already switched off despite her best efforts to engage us in her presentation.

Until she started to the play the speech that I then started paying attention. I was interested in how the news analyst did his take on the major revolution events that happened thorough out his life. I do enjoy a good story, and I think the best way is to hear a person’s experience of having gone through it, I’m thinking of a way to get my hands on a copy of his speech. Many points he mentioned, coupled with his own experiences, they tell a story not in the books

Not those books were present during the Cultural Revolution. They burned them all. Sometimes I wonder what these people are thinking

I am dreadfully sorry for falling asleep in class. I could not stifle my yawns. 
PHOTOS!

 This was taken outside the school building. I like the straight lines formed by the shadows from the sunlight, gives the impression of cozier space, and the pillars appear shorter and friendlier, instead of a giant, imposing group of them.

 I found this yesterday as well (9 march). This is one of a group of statues made out of old bicycle parts. I first see a pose with what looks like a hand to the face, which reminds me of Michael Jackson (I can't remember which song was that, but I remembered something like that)

 Sleeping guard at the entrance of the building. I have so much fun doing all these, I should consider doing freelance in my free time. Wonder if anybody wants to hire