我的天

The first class with the new badminton female teacher. I can’t figure out it’s a good thing or not. Saying by heart, I still can’t put down my course of tennis, even though have a such ending. I wanted to find my tennis teacher again, but unfortunately, I couldn’t. I don’t know whether that is because the God ask me to forgive him or just ask me to take it easy. There are lots of teachers there, I found the hatest one, however, I couldn’t find him until I had to leave.

Talking about my new badminton teacher, I think she’s extremely a Cantonese. Because she called my name "Yu", in fact it called "Ru", without question, she had a accent as Guangzhou native. At the same time, I can’t understand why she called me at a wrong way, because me older tennis teacher, her partner is also haveing the same character "Ru" as his family name, why she still can have such silly mistake.

The class was very boring, the teacher taught the basic way of swimming again. I have know how to swim since when I was at primary school. The question was most of the people in my class don’t know how to swim, and I don’t want to be the strange one. Because I’m not extremely good at it, thereby I hid my abiliy, just pretended that I knew just a little as them.

In the swimming pool, I felt nothing, there’s nothing in my brain. I don’t want to practise, no one told us (the one know how to swim) can do what, I think we must take some other exercises different from the one known nothing, however… In my opinion, I should practise more, and make myself more skillful, and the teacher teaches me something taht how to improve, or she could let me go to self improving, however…

This first experiment classes were the biochemistry, though I had written the first report of physical chemistry las night. In fact, the biochemistry caught up with the phycial one, and then even got the first place.

Let me talk about the experiment this term, every sesssion fo my experiment classes are almost 3 hours long. It’s heard terrbile, but in fact, the most of time we are waiting. No matter biochemistry or physical chemistry we all have to use at least 30 minutes to let our machine being prepared. They must be warm-up before using.

Take the experiment of toaday’s as example. We used an hour to let the organic thing combined and broke out some chemical changing. During that  time, we had nothing to do. If you say that time it’s for us to communicate, that’s all right too. You can do everything as yoiu like except leaving and never come back. I had a foresee that I brought the Linear Algebra homework there. It seems a good plan to waste time, however, I found a better job to do during that time – writing experiment report. As a result, we can save a lot of time after class, and could review teh experiment knowledge as well, it’s great.

The first biochemical experiment was very easy, the only hare point was we didn’t know the principle of action and the use of new machine at all. As you known, after the basic chemical experiment and physical experiment, you will realize you are in the heaven. Compare with the experiment before, it’s an easy job.

And teh last difference is the sex of teacher, before this all my experiment teachers in SCAU are female, but this time, the biochemical experiment teacher is a male, maybe that’s why he is not so strict to us.

Every queue had almost 20 people, and there are about 10 queues there. You are hungry so you to to eat, however, after seeing such situation my angry fire makes me full at once. I don’t want to wait for a long time and then lose plenty of time to search a seat to finish my meal. As you known, I have no choice but acceptting it, that’s my daily life, my school is in such situation, no one could beyond this.

It’s just the first day the newers join our life. From then on, everyday I had to "meet the crowd" at canteen. I have felt tired of it. Before the fleshers coming, there wer many many people already, and now, it becomes more and more difficult for everyone who wants to have a peace meal.

People are here and there. Having meal means taking a struggle. It’s more serious than having a real battle with enemy. The fleshers and I are not counterposing, but the tough fact makes us fright with each other because of the limit resource. Can it be better? I think everyone want to have a delicious and good meal, and before of that, we must have a comfortable environment and calm sentiment. Whereas the situation we are in now is far from this, we are in the high frighting state. All of us just want to get away from canteen as soon as possible, no one will enjoy there a little.

I don’t want to make any confrontation with anybody, but I’m not sure whether I can’t  help doing some violent or unpolite thing in that moon. I just want to have a easier meal that is calm. Can it come true?

Don’t force me doing that any more, or I will be crazy. Can’t the school think out some solutions to overcome it. Provided the handmaster come here at 12:00AM, to have lunch tomorrow, maybe this situation will be solve the day after tomorrow.  

You know, before it happened, I paid a lot of attention at it, even though I should get up at 5:15AM. Last night I got the message from one classmate that she said I had to arrive at Five Hills Students Apartment to welcome the new schoolmates at 7:00AM. The message was sent at 10:20PM, at that time I was at home, and 100% couldn’t go back there at night. So I had no choice but got up early in the morning. I didn’t know whether I could arrive on time, even at that situation I still didn’t give up, I still tried my best.

If I got there late, no one could scold at me. It’s my principle that I don’t want to be late, and especially at this situation. I looked it as important as having classes, or in my opinion, it maybe more important than anything of my academic achievement.

However, the fact really make me disappointed. There were too many people that everyone almost had nothing to do. And the new schoolmates almost arrived at all at the earlier two days.

Wearing the Class Clothe I felt very pround. But, no matter what, I even felt I lose the face of my class or the face of my college. As the older one to the newers, I can’t believe I feel shy, and even be worried about communication. I don’t know how to start the topic, what I am? Am I just a hero in the internet but a completely loser in the really life? I lost everything including my confidence.

I wrote the essay before my Intercultural Communication class, and now, I feel happy after taking my first class. It makes me calm down. With English, I feel like home, and forget the busy study, but sometimes I will think about my computer, my blog and my translation of EcoModa. I like them.