It's So True

与不同星座的人沟通爱情

巨蟹座

　　個性閉塞，妳問三句他答壹句，即使講話也不容易表太心裏的意思，或是很迂回地說出心裏的想法，問他話時也不正面問答，或者根本不回答，所以想從他們心裏挖出東西很難。順此溝通的技巧是先博得他的信任，讓他相信妳是站在他這邊，而且是雙向溝通的，並非單向逼迫他妥協。要以退爲進，進壹點退三步，比如妳想問他，今天公司有什麽事，通常他們會沒有反應或隨便敷衍幾句，那妳就別再問了，明天也別再繼續逼問他，過幾天再開口。

Spirit Week

It's Spirit Week next week in my school!

I'm pretty excited about it,

because I decided to participate at least 25% actively in it.

(Ok,ok. I know 25% is not that much, but still...)

Anyway, if you don't know what Spirit Week is,

especially those from Malaysia,

Spirit Week is a week when everyday has a specific theme,

and students will dress accordingly.

Sounds interesting?

Here are the themes for next week:

1. Pajama Day

If everyone wore the pajamas to school,

our class would most probably look like this.

Just that our sizes would be much bigger,

and we wouldn't "act cute".

I was actually planning to wear like this,

not with the clown hat, of course.

But then I saw another picture,

which made me have second thoughts...

A baggy home t-shirt,

pajama pants,

bedroom slippers,

plus homey tied up hair.

Should I do that too?

Cause I look fat when I wear everything pink...

(Tell me what you think...)

2. Crazy hair/Mismatch Day

These..are pretty crazy.

I don't know if I have the guts to go to school in that state.

I wish I have a crazy wig that I could wear to school.

Effortless and crazy.

Sounds awesome.

An idea about mismatch.

I wonder how much time will I take to stand in front of my closet,

wondering what to wear,

how to mix,

and what don't go together.

These people are just amazing.

What do you picture me wearing?

3. Nerd Day

They look like nerds!

Not really...

How do you dress up like a nerd, anyway?

Maybe I should go to school as myself,

as some people might already consider me as a nerd.

Haha.

I know, bad joke.

Authentic nerds?

4. Twins Day

The basic thing about Twins Day

is that you have to wear almost the exact same clothings with your partner.

Is that hard or easy?

I haven't asked someone to be my twin yet.

Non-chronological Order

I'm moving this Saturday, to my future studio apartment.

Exciting?

Not really, especially when the packing makes Spring break not really a break.

But I'm not really packing, yet.

I don't really have the right to complain, eh?

It's been almost one year since I moved to the current apartment that I'm living in,

and I think I'm a teenie weenie sorry that I'm moving out of it.

I'm not sure what to feel right now, honestly.

I think I'm a little heartless at the moment.

Either I'm heartless, or the message hasn't really sunk into my mind.

I'm thinking of taking picture of my new apartment after I've moved into it,

but I'm making no promises here.

Cause since I'll be living there along starting August,

I think it would make more sense to show how the apartment should look like.

A single person's apartment.

Mum got an e-mail from Mr. Barton this morning,

saying that he doesn't think putting my piano at school is a good idea.

Therefore, change of plans.

I'm going to sell my beloved piano.

The piano that I've played on since I was 7.

I'm turning 18 this September.

That's how old my piano is,

that's how long my piano has been accompanying me.

I should have strong feelings for my piano,

at least I believe I do.

It's one of the places where I go to whenever I feel depressed.

I play music on it.

And now, it's going to leave me forever.

Believe it or not,

I always thought that my piano is the best piano ever.

Better than the grand pianos that I've played on.

I wonder how would I feel in the following years,

whenever I play on a piano,

I would remember my first piano that has walked with me for ten loyal years.

I just got back from Mui Ne yesterday.

Honestly, it was quite a disappointment for me.

First off, the beach was never my first choice of vacation,

because I hate to be tanned,

especially if I did not have a great time at the beach.

And that was exactly what happened to me at Mui Ne.

The beach (sand and sea) was not beautiful at all.

The sea water was even brown,

and I saw water flowing from pipes (god knows from where) into the sea.

Eww.

No banana boat, no snorkeling, no kayaking, no para-sailing.

All I did there was swimming in the swimming pool(which I could do in my apartment's pool),

got tanned(for just being under the sun for 15 minutes at the beach),

ate not so superb food.

The worse part was the time was going so slow.

I slept at 10:30pm on the first night,

I had nothing better to do. >.<

I miss Pulau Redang.

Last Saturday was my second day at Taipei Sch's Chinese Class.

From 8:30am to 11:20am, I studied Chinese.

Despite the extra homework,

I enjoyed attending the classes.

It was as if I was at Chong Hwa.

My Chinese teacher is funny too, I like her. ^^

On the first day,

I was supposed to have a test,

so that they can put me into an appropriate level.

I thought it was going to be a difficult test,

that includes reading and writing.

It turned out that I worried too much.

All I had to do was read two sentences,

and the evaluator even asked me whether I wanted to go to H1(lower) or H2(higher).

I was shocked at his question.

My reaction was,

“这不是你决定的吗？”

“哈哈，是啊。可是你也可以选择你要去哪一班。”

“哦……那H1和H2有什么分别？”

“其实，都差不多一样。”

And I saw the evaluator wrote H2 on my form.

To be honest, I was glad that I was in H2,

cause it was the highest level among all the Chinese classes,

and a friend of mine was in that class too.

That was what I thought.

The teacher realized that my friend, along with 4 other students,

were actually more advanced than the other 7 H2 students(including me).

So they immediately started a more advanced class for my friends.

Haizh...so much for my happiness?

My dad bought two bicycles last week.

So I started to go to my private music classes by bicycle,

and Taipei sch too.

The distance to Taipei sch is FAR,

and tiring especially when I have an at least 30kg riding on the bike too.

Phew~

The bright side is that I'm doing more exercise that I used to.

And I have to get used to travelling in bicycle around Phu My Hung,

as that's how the situation will be when I start to live alone in Vietnam.

Zmin, don't get terrified of the idea of my cycling around in Phu My Hung, ok?

I'm doing just fine,

just had a few close accidents once in a while.

Haha.

Just a few updates about my life,

hope you don't find them too boring.

This I Believe

I had this activity last week in my English class about what we believe in. We were given fifteen statements, and we had to either agree or disagree with the statements.

"A" Agree "D" Disagree

1. Life is fair. D

2. Words can hurt. A

3. Police are your friends. D

4. What goes around comes around. D

5. How you act in a crisis shows who you really are. A

6. Love conquers all. D

7. An eye for an eye. D

8. People learn from their mistakes. D

9. You can't depend on anyone else, you can only depend on yourself. D

10. If you smile long enough, you become happy. D

11. Miracles do happen. A

12. There is one special person for everyone. A

13. Money can't buy happiness. D

14. Killing is wrong. D

15. Doing what's right means obeying the law. D

凡事都没有绝对的对或错。

Ambiguity

What do you see?

A young woman or an old lady?

Sorry for not updating so long..

I actually have a lot to say during some of the days,

but I was too tired (or lazy??) to blog.

I just didn't feel like writing.

Anyway,

I have been watching basketball games nowadays whenever I am able to,

and I must say,

our school's team is good!

(I know, it's kinda random. >.<)

I don't know if I've mentioned before,

but I was running for National Honor Society's secretary,

and I lost.

I'm not sad, though,

because I wasn't having high hopes,

and I didn't have a great desire to win that post.

Ok, now I'm gonna start to talk aimlessly, ignore me, ok?

You like him, or at least you think you like him.

But the nervousness, excitement and butterflies are gone.

You don't feel those feelings anymore when you see him.

But you want to believe that you still like him.

You still pay attention to him.

But how do you if you still really do like him?

You're upset when he doesn't say goodbye properly,

but you're not upset when others do so.

You force yourself to remember what happened between you and him,

and becomes upset when you can't remember the exact details,

but never upset with others.

You think a lot about his words,

wishing that there's a background meaning to his words,

but is there, really?

Do you still think that you like him?

The last but not the least,

I have been working on Photoshop in my ICT class,

and one of my project was to Photoshop my face.

I'm not an expert,

so I only did some basic stuff in editing my face.

Can you spot the difference?

If you can,

open the two images in two tabs,

can click on them back and forth.

This way,

you will notice the differences more easily.

Have fun!

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