Sunday, September 27, 2009
♥ ballarat
- ballarat is a really cold place. really cold. i don't think i've ever been anyone colder. i can't imagine what snow will be like.
- when eating at formal dinners, your bread is located on your left. the one of the right is for the person on your right, who happened to be the district governor for me.
- old ladies (i'm talking 50s-70s) know how to dance.
- older couples are cute. especially when they get up to slow dance to a live band.
- new york new york is a song that brought back many memories from tour, when the 17 piece seb big band played it live.
- i've been living on 5-6 hours sleep for the past three days.
- waking up at 6am to absolute FREEZING cold, makes it 10x harder to get outta bed. but i had a plane to catch.
- the zonta clubs are full of warm friendly women.
- if ur not prepared for speeches, just be yourself, like your having a conversation with someone. show them your personality. it works.
- i am still feeling groggy.
- lack of sleep + cold/flu + getting pms + long and busy weekend = a very sick me.
- still haven't completely finished packing. feel like going back to sleep in fact.
- i hardly took any pictures. it was way to awkward to actually get up and go around to take pics. so i didn't. regrettably.
- sigh, i feel like crap.
Labels: awards, holidays, sick, sleep, travel, worn out, zonta
4:26 PM
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
♥ then and now
today was the curriculum council awards night...
and i sat in this non airconditioned room... where it was hot and sticky...
and i watched my mate and my boyfriend get some well deserved awards on stage.
i was so happy for them! so proud of them. i was smiling so much.
i know they deserved it. they both worked so hard for it.
soo a guy today was giving a speech on 3 types of men. englishman. irishman. scottishman ( is that right? i forgot already.. haha! )
and i liked his story.
the englishman represented students brought up in a good environment.. posh school maybe. good teachers. they are pretty much pampered xP
the irishman came from the slums. he had to work his way up... to get a good education. he worked very hard.
the scottishman had a natural ability. he didn't really have to work, yet still did well.
so i started to think about me. the speaker said that we're not just one, but a mix. and i agree.
englishman: good home. good parents. good upbringing. good teachers. good support.
irishman: public school. asian background (esp from the public speaking aspect). female.
scottishman: maths. it would just click for me sometimes... where it took ages for others to pick it up. economics. i never really studied hard for the tests... but still scored really well. english. i never read the books, i never really tried like i should have... but i still did "okay".
so i look at myself as a child.
and i look at myself now.
i mean yeah. if i read the books in lit, i guess i could have done better...
if i went to a private school, maybe i wouldn't have gotten scaled down in physics and calculus.
maybe if i didn't do all those extra curriculum activities... i would have focused more on work.
but to be honest? i'm happy with how it turned out. reading those lit notes was just as good, i never was a fan of literature anyways. i loved being at my public school - the people i met, and the environment built me up to be a stronger person. i loved doing those extra curriculum activities - its made me who i am, socially and personality wise.
i've changed a lot. i may have regretted things i've done (or didn't do)...
but i've learnt a lot of things too... and i'm a better person for it. and i'm happy it turned out this way. i'm happy that God was carrying me the whole way through. That despite the days i felt like giving up... that i felt like it was too much... that i hung onto the hope that there would be a better day. And there always was.
P.S. WHYYY am i an inset for the big GROUPIE school shot.. G_G why did i have to be in sydney during photo day!
and i sat in this non airconditioned room... where it was hot and sticky...
and i watched my mate and my boyfriend get some well deserved awards on stage.
i was so happy for them! so proud of them. i was smiling so much.
i know they deserved it. they both worked so hard for it.
soo a guy today was giving a speech on 3 types of men. englishman. irishman. scottishman ( is that right? i forgot already.. haha! )
and i liked his story.
the englishman represented students brought up in a good environment.. posh school maybe. good teachers. they are pretty much pampered xP
the irishman came from the slums. he had to work his way up... to get a good education. he worked very hard.
the scottishman had a natural ability. he didn't really have to work, yet still did well.
so i started to think about me. the speaker said that we're not just one, but a mix. and i agree.
englishman: good home. good parents. good upbringing. good teachers. good support.
irishman: public school. asian background (esp from the public speaking aspect). female.
scottishman: maths. it would just click for me sometimes... where it took ages for others to pick it up. economics. i never really studied hard for the tests... but still scored really well. english. i never read the books, i never really tried like i should have... but i still did "okay".
so i look at myself as a child.
and i look at myself now.
i mean yeah. if i read the books in lit, i guess i could have done better...
if i went to a private school, maybe i wouldn't have gotten scaled down in physics and calculus.
maybe if i didn't do all those extra curriculum activities... i would have focused more on work.
but to be honest? i'm happy with how it turned out. reading those lit notes was just as good, i never was a fan of literature anyways. i loved being at my public school - the people i met, and the environment built me up to be a stronger person. i loved doing those extra curriculum activities - its made me who i am, socially and personality wise.
i've changed a lot. i may have regretted things i've done (or didn't do)...
but i've learnt a lot of things too... and i'm a better person for it. and i'm happy it turned out this way. i'm happy that God was carrying me the whole way through. That despite the days i felt like giving up... that i felt like it was too much... that i hung onto the hope that there would be a better day. And there always was.
P.S. WHYYY am i an inset for the big GROUPIE school shot.. G_G why did i have to be in sydney during photo day!Labels: awards, boyfriend, curriculum council, friends, high school, life, memories, regrets, TEE
11:07 PM
