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Name: Li Jia
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School: Temasek Polytechnic
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Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Quote of the Day
We do not stop playing because we grow old.
We grow old because we stop playing.
-Anon.-
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I'm finally home again. Had a good time in Bintan, Indonesia together with my mom, 4th aunt and her friend. Came back yesterday after a short stay in Nirwana Resort Hotel. This trip has indeed provided me a chance to relax and loosen the nerves a little. It was a 1 hour ferry from Singapore to Bintan and the time over there is 1 hour slower than here. Although it's not yet the holidays for many, there were still many tourists visiting the place. They were mainly made up of the Caucasians and the Japanese. The people working in the hotel were mostly very polite and nice. Their services were pretty satisfying. The driver who drove us to Pasar Oleh Oleh was the best I have ever seen among them. I can see the passion he has for his job. He greeted and smiled at every visitor he sees. I'm also impressed with his driving. The roads looked very narrow for two cars to pass and there were many curvy turns up and down the slopes. He must have known the roads very well. I would have killed myself and the other lives on the bus if I were to drive on these roads. Haha... After shopping a little and had our dinner, night has fallen and it's time to head back to the hotel. The trip back was pretty entertaining too... My aunt chat with the driver and all of us had a good time in the bus. I bet the driver really enjoy his job. Yea... Did I mention the roads were very dark during the night? There were no street light at all except at the crossroads. All the vehicles have to depend on their headlights to see the roads. I can say it was dangerous, man. Speaking about street lights, it reminds me of microeconomics last chapter for a mini-second. How strangely, hah! The driver was indeed really skilful. Another person who gave me a memorable impression is a young girl who tends the shop. It was this shop which sells handicrafts, portraits and some batik paintings. She was really good at introducing the things sitting in her shop. I was impressed by her speech and friendliness unlike the other shop-keepers. Things set aside; I really enjoy the scenery by the beach in the hotel. The shades of blue of the seawater, the tall swaying coconut trees, the sandy beach and the birds flying in the blue velvet sky... But after all the fun, returning home is the best feeling of all.
These few days, the two songs "shao nian" and "tong hua" have been revolving in my mind. Although I'm not really a big fan of guang liang, these two are pretty fantastic. Keep it up!
We do not stop playing because we grow old.
We grow old because we stop playing.
-Anon.-
=====================================================
I'm finally home again. Had a good time in Bintan, Indonesia together with my mom, 4th aunt and her friend. Came back yesterday after a short stay in Nirwana Resort Hotel. This trip has indeed provided me a chance to relax and loosen the nerves a little. It was a 1 hour ferry from Singapore to Bintan and the time over there is 1 hour slower than here. Although it's not yet the holidays for many, there were still many tourists visiting the place. They were mainly made up of the Caucasians and the Japanese. The people working in the hotel were mostly very polite and nice. Their services were pretty satisfying. The driver who drove us to Pasar Oleh Oleh was the best I have ever seen among them. I can see the passion he has for his job. He greeted and smiled at every visitor he sees. I'm also impressed with his driving. The roads looked very narrow for two cars to pass and there were many curvy turns up and down the slopes. He must have known the roads very well. I would have killed myself and the other lives on the bus if I were to drive on these roads. Haha... After shopping a little and had our dinner, night has fallen and it's time to head back to the hotel. The trip back was pretty entertaining too... My aunt chat with the driver and all of us had a good time in the bus. I bet the driver really enjoy his job. Yea... Did I mention the roads were very dark during the night? There were no street light at all except at the crossroads. All the vehicles have to depend on their headlights to see the roads. I can say it was dangerous, man. Speaking about street lights, it reminds me of microeconomics last chapter for a mini-second. How strangely, hah! The driver was indeed really skilful. Another person who gave me a memorable impression is a young girl who tends the shop. It was this shop which sells handicrafts, portraits and some batik paintings. She was really good at introducing the things sitting in her shop. I was impressed by her speech and friendliness unlike the other shop-keepers. Things set aside; I really enjoy the scenery by the beach in the hotel. The shades of blue of the seawater, the tall swaying coconut trees, the sandy beach and the birds flying in the blue velvet sky... But after all the fun, returning home is the best feeling of all.
These few days, the two songs "shao nian" and "tong hua" have been revolving in my mind. Although I'm not really a big fan of guang liang, these two are pretty fantastic. Keep it up!