The clock ticks away; actually, this is the third day of the JC immersion program. Sitting at my computer desk as usual when most of my acquaintances have fallen asleep, I want to do nothing except wondering nothing although some work that should be done during the two weeks of JC immersion program. The light is dark and tranquil, and let me get start of my journal today.
Last Saturday, when most of the sm2 students could sleep a bit longer, I got up early at eight since the two leaders, Yingliang and I, would have a consultation with our buddies, Qiqi and Jin, and Mr. Teo who was to be in charge of our life in Nanyang Junior College. In a lovely relaxed atmosphere, we discussed the activities and the procedure of the first day, and then, Mr. Teo invited us to McDonald’s for lunch.
On Monday, we had morning assembly. It was just like ours in China where we hoisted the national flag and listened to some announcements. Jin and Yingliang gave a speech in front of the whole college to welcome us. After the assembly, we went to a big classroom called I Space. Later, Principle Mr. Kewk and Vice Principle Ms. Ng briefed us on the two week program. We did not have lessons the first day so it was quite relaxed.
The next day, when my roommate Pengjun woke me up at six twenty, I felt as if I had not fallen asleep the whole night. It was difficult for me to get up so early. On the school bus, I had a nap though it was only a fifteen minute drive. The first class was math which I had not worked on for 9 months, and I found ninety percent of the knowledge learnt in China had already been forgotten.
As the days passed by, having got used to the life in NYJC, everything seems usual to me. Maybe I was in the honeymoon period of “culture shock”, but felt so comfortable having class with my new friends, the memories of my previous life appeared with a sort of warmness.
I do not like the impure relationship when we are ageing as it is mixed by authority, vanity and selfish. Compared with primary and high school, university is more similar to real society, and is difficult to me to live in it. I feel that I am afraid of the end of JC life in which I have made a lot of friends, and where we have class together, lunch together, and hang out together, joyfully. We still have another 4 days, but I cannot stop feeling sad
A French adage, forteresse assiégée means that marriage is like a besieged fortress, where people outside wants to break into and people inside want to escape from it at the same time. Not only marriages, life also has many besieged fortresses, and NYJC is one of them for me, as I want to leave early when at school, but want to continue JC life when it is the time to say good bye. The last morning assembly, we stood at the same place with our buddies as we did on the first day. I gave a farewell speech which was very short, and our JC life was over, just as if it never started. After the assembly, a group of class 0915 got together in the canteen as usual, ate as usual, and then attended different classes as usual, but it was over for me, I know.
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