有时候,我觉得自己真的很幸福。
我有温暖的家,虽然偶尔有打有骂,但是家人还是关系融洽。
妈妈常默默地关心我,给我所有我想要的,尽她所能的在每件事上帮助我。
我一通电话回家,吵醒了她,她也没有介意,见我忘了带东西去学校,便马上送到学校给我。
我告诉她面试可能会问关于时事的问题,她翻报纸把重要的,她懂得,统统写下。
她知道我读书压力大,我考试时她天天早起陪我。
爸爸话很少,付出很多。
家里的东西坏了,爸爸总有办法把它修理好。
他总是用它的方法表达他的意见
和爱
他常骂我,我懂,是要我长大
哥哥嘴尖舌辣,却没有真正拒绝过我的要求。
他有时很烦很多话,也喜欢和我斗嘴
但却是可以和我分享心事的人。
我们之间,有很多
不能说的秘密。
弟弟最调皮,却能用最纯真可爱的方法表达他的爱。
他是唯一一个,惹我生气,被我骂后,让我心疼的人。
家,是我永远的避风港。
朋友是最了解我的人。
她们陪我毫无禁忌地开怀大笑
她们陪我随心所欲地畅所欲言
她们是我倾吐心中忧愁的对象
让我知道,有她们,我就不会孤单。
他 :)
我不懂怎么形容
但我知道和他在一起
我很开心
我可以只做我自己
我可以什么都和他说
我可以
尝都被爱的甜蜜
我真的很幸福。
谢谢你们给我
那一份小小
却温暖的感动 :)
Well u all might not understand, but it's okay :p
It's saturday and i'm here to update my rotten blog. I woke up early in the morning, dress up in my school uniform, pick up chun kit at the bus stop and went to HELP University College to attend the SASA Scholarship interview. It was only 7.30 when we reached there, so we chit chatted, and prepare a bit. After we've registered, we were given a sticker and asked to sit down to wait for our turn. Okay skip all that parts.
Alicia and I were in the same group and so we went to the same place. The first one to be interviewed in my group is An Yi. She looked a bit sad when she came out and she say the interviewers asked her questions that she dont know to answer. She made all of us panic. Lol. After that it was alicia's turn, she went in, and came out with a broad broad smile. She told me need not worry because the interviewers are really really friendly.
I waited nervously for my turn, and when i went in, their first question was:" How are you feeling?" Nervous of course. Lol but i must admit they are really really really x100 friendly. They talked to me a lot, give me opinions and advised me i can choose different careers other than actuarial science. They want me not to limit myself but be open for more options. I enjoyed the interview session a lot! :) And i regret i did not apply for other scholarships. Haha well nevermind xD
Trials are over! Sooooooo happy. I can finally sleep without feeling guilty. So, i wanna go sleep now! Hehe :D
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