Too busy to do something?

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.

Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.

It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.

On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.

No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several years later, one of the students was killed in Viet Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.

The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."

After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.

"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.

"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."

All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."

Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."

"I have mine too," Marilyn said "It's in my diary."

Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."

That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

日本語

はじめまして。
わたしわ　Yuです。
ちゅうごくから　かました。
せんこうわ　けいえいがくです。
どうぞ、よろしく。

^-^This is the longest I can say during my first Japanese tutorial~ I got a round of applause for saying that. ^-^　

贱人时代

近日，看到一朋友QQ上的签名档换了。
那个眼光之独到，见解之精辟啊。

“流行贱的时代来临了，这个时代什么最贵？——贱人呐！”

Work work work

Day X - Day Y

After doing one whole week work, consulting business professionals, meeting Mr Wong who is in charge of VC funding, meeting Dutch embassadors, we, finally decided to change our business idea.

And, this is half through our project time. God blesses us.

Tour around Singapore

Day 2

Wandering around at Orchard since 3pm...--! Then Night Safari from 8pm to 11pm.
Boring, childish and exhausted.

Day 3

After lessons started from 9pm ended at 2pm, we have our first formal meeting at 3pm at SR4 and ended at around 630pm.
Inefficient, subtract and long-winded.

Day 4

Me, Sheena and Sieds went to Sim Lim Square to do our first market research. Tolerable efficiency, but still, one whole afternoon was gone.

Tour around Singapore

Day 1

Nonya buffet at Singapore Lion City Hotel.
Cycling at East Coast in the afternoon under beautiful sunshine and clear blue sky.
Dinner at Cocoon by Riverside.
Unfortunately, I still dare not to go clubbing with them at night, maybe, I will try it out some other day.

As a whole, wonderful day! ^-^

回来咯

挖咔咔，回来咯~~~
虽然说不上高兴，甚至还有一点点畏惧，不过至少不是陌生的。回去的时间不长，依恋的感觉却是很浓，就像一个comfort zone，进去了就不想出来。
是不是越来越恋家了？越来越没有锐气和斗志了？仿佛已经老了一样。
雨天，让人萧瑟的心情。