My english is poor.

My uncle has commented my english skills again. My english is not so good. I always have grammar and spelling mistakes. I grow up in Hong Kong. I have not a good chance to study English. He told a number of people started to learn English in their 30s. Yes, there are many successful cases, but I believe I know many many failed cases. Moreover, they paid a great amount of cost for learning English. They need to spend most of time on studying. For myself, I am a busy person. I have others tasks. I just can say “I will try my best”.

Ten boxes unwanted things

I did a cleaning up for my home.I have packed up ten boxes unwanted things. There are all sorts of things , such as books, old clothes and lecture notes. Moreover, a lot of things I bought but only used a few times. At the time, I bought them. I thought them so useful. For example, I bought a water filler system. That is so good. I can drink a cleaner water. But I found the fillers costed so much. Then I back to the old way, drinking a nomal water. When I bought a new things, I only think the most ideal case. After I started to use those things, I know the real situation is not so good.

A great camp

I just back from a camp. This is a great camp. We know each other deeper and we have a great team too. Moreover, I learnt to be with other people, don’t say “This is not fair”, we should know what is self-sacrifice.

Should we inform her?

Should we inform her about the whole story? I think we shouldn’t. We are controling the issues in a very good manner now. The whole things is not a bit deal. This is only a crazy girl has some imaginations about our past. She made up all things. Yes, this is not normal. A girl at her age should not act that. Don’t think too much. I don’t think she has any plans. She is just crazy. We know each other for years. Our friendship is not easy to be destroyed by her. We are alright.

I graduated in a Brand 5 Secondary School.

Yesterday, during lunch, I talked with brothers and sisters about my old secondary school life. That period is crazy. Maybe, they were feeling I was telling some made-up stories. But those stories are true. They happened. Some people know me, they can’t believe I graduated in a Brand 5 Secondary School. In their mind, they may think me from a famous school in Hong Kong. I grow up in well-educated family. No, No, No, not. I lost my parents when I was 2 years. I brought by my monther’s sisters. They completed their Secondary School. They are educated people, but very not well educated. I had not so many books when I was a child. ( I have a number of books now.) They don’t like reading at all. They more perfer to spend money on food, rather than buying books.

Well, maybe, I am pretending a “blue blooded” person, which am helping to get into my current friends’ group. Most of them are from a middle-class families. Their parenets are well educated