After two-month of hardwork back in the university, I think it’s time for me to enjoy myself a little bit. I believe in playing hard and working hard! Since T introduced me to the skiing resort, I felt like going every year. Unfortunately, I never met new friends who were so keen on it. Nevermind, I can still have fun by sightseeing. I have started to believe hapiness is from your own effort in searching. I should make an effort to it. I had my best-ever Christmas in my life. It’s the first time I had a strong feeling of being home aboard – V and A treated me like their daughter and indulged my whims. I had a Santa balloon and a Christmas hat, which I have dreamed of for years.
This year is good – I managed to send some post cards to friends for the New Year.
I was discussing with Q while we were cooking together: why top students are likely to be left behind when they move up to a higher level? We think different educational levels aim for different outcomes and, therefore, expect different performances from students. In China, for example, curriculums in middle school demand deep understanding of different subjects rather than rote memorisation, which has proved to be a popular homework in primary school.
Because of this divide between curriculums offered by different educational levels, students are likely to face challenges that have not yet identified in their previous educational environments. Top students, who demonstrate their outstanding performance at a lower level, tend to be unprepared for new systems in a higher level. They have taken their traditional ways of study for granted; think they will be OK in a new environment.
As a witness of this unhealthy educational phenomenon, we would argue that the ability of adapting to a new environment is one of the most important factors in human development and needs to be enhanced immediately in this ever changing age.
It usually takes me a while to adjust everything, control feelings, and throw myself back onto the right track. In this cold winter, I kept getting a sore throat each Monday. I started to doubt whether I was really sick or I just refused to accept the fact of a coming new week. I was trying to hide for a while, partly because I wanted to concentrate on my study; partly because I was a little bit overwhelmed by my all sorts of work and social stuff; and partly because I was so used to this environment and have been lazy. Note: for my retirement life, I no longer admit this reason- I was not brave. This is great improvement and finally makes me decide to move on.
It can be miserable staying with myself with feelings of hungry, blue, unloved, and inefficient. I could get stuck with one tiny problem, and feel totally defeated by myself. After the struggle, I feel that it is easy to reborn like a phoenix, if I talk to a friend. Nothing really matters to the level of denying myself or my life. What I was seriously shocked and worried seem to be trivial and only contribute to the famous saying: let bygones be bygones.
