Archive for July, 2011

PostHeaderIcon Jusqu’ici Ça Va!

I have learnt French before, though not much, and it is time for me to pick up where I left off.

Ice-breaking session for Pre-France Programme (PF10) students, UniKL MFI.

When I knew that SDAR offered French language class to the students I was more than happy to learn it. You know, just for the sake of knowledge. In no way acquiring additional language would harm me.

Unfortunately not many of my peers back then agreed with me.

My enthusiasm was somewhat diminished by the lack of commitment the majority of other students showed in the class. They didn’t appreciate the opportunity presented to them, let alone benefit from it. The fact that the foreign language subject was considered unimportant didn’t help either.
I was a disappointed boy. 😆

As for me, I didn’t really expect it to turn out this way.

I had always thought French as a hobby before, not something that I really had to master. Not a language that I would have to converse in daily. Nothing like that.

It’s a whole different story now. I’m moving on to the next level, and honestly I am enjoying it. Here we have to learn the language, whether we like it or not. Hell yeah, you can’t study in France if you don’t speak Français, right? 😆

There are a few of us who are the holders of DELF A1, even fewer DELF A2, and only one DELF B1 (that’s me! :P). Even though most of us are first-time learners of the language, I’m very happy to see everyone working on his/her French. That is how it should be. I hope it’s just a matter of time before we can speak French fluently. 😀

Yeah, so far so good!

PostHeaderIcon Seven Months

It had been a very lengthy holiday that felt like eternity at first, but then as time flew I realised it wasn’t that long after all 😆

If things went as planned today would mark another milestone in my life – the dawn of tertiary education. The beginning of another journey.

When I was in primary school I used to think how burdensome and tiring it would be for me to live a life as a secondary school/college/university student – with the higher level of learning, even more essay questions, all those hands-on classes/practicals and greater involvement in co-curricular activities, the 8-year old me was nowhere near impressed with what he saw from the lives of his sister and brothers.

But yeah I knew I couldn’t run away from it. Hell, I still can’t. 😆

So be informed that in a few hours I will no longer be a parasitic, dreamy lotus eater who, if it wasn’t for the generosity of his parents, would have starved to death a long, long time ago. Rather I’ll be a parasitic son trying to work his way to the top, in the process of repaying the faith his parents have in him. Hahaha 😎

And perhaps I won’t have as much time as I wish to. Less spare time, less privacy, less internet, less loafing around, and who knows, perhaps even less posts (well, it’s not that I update this site regularly anyway).

So yeah, that’s it. Oh, I just want to let you know that it’s been over two months since the flight home from Melbourne and I still haven’t concluded the trip. Too bad.

Here’s a great, deep song from U2. Cheers!

PostHeaderIcon Australia Revisited: Part Three

Part One; Part Two.

Ballarat to Bright – 15 May 2011
Pics HERE. Duh.

Lake Wendouree – originated from a swamp once known as the “Black Swamp” – is not without rich, fascinating history.

When a Scotsman named William Cross Yuille settled near the swamp, the gold miners in the area called it Yuille’s Swamp. Perhaps not really flattered with that, W.C. Yuille asked an aborigine the name of the swamp, which she simply replied “wendaaree”, meaning “go away”.

So Wendouree it is. 😆

From supplying water to the residents and industries in Ballarat to being the centre of recreational activities in the city, the lake continues to play a significant role in the lives of the people around it.

The abundance of wildlife – mostly waterbirds – is very evident at the lake. Over 160 species of birds have been recorded here, including this family of Black Swans.

Either Black Duck, Dusky Moorhen or Coot. I’m not good at identifying these waterbirds.

Pih attempts to snap a pic of a Silver Gull gliding over us.

A highly protective mum watching over her kids 😀

Such an elegant creature, no wonder it’s so popular in Australian culture.

Approximately one hour later we proceeded to the Ballarat Wildlife Park to witness Australia’s diverse wildlife and at least understand them to some extent. After all, she offers much, much more than just kangaroos and koalas 😀

Upon entering the park after buying the tickets and a couple of bags of kangaroo food these adorable marsupials greeted us.

But before you start doing anything to them make sure you read this first. Well…just to be safe – not everyone has the best common sense 😆

Kangaroos are herbivorous, so don’t worry about losing your hands to them. But that doesn’t mean they don’t bite. Or lick.

The reptile house contains a few vicious-looking crocodiles and creepy snakes.

I’m not a fan of these reptiles, with the exception of turtles I honestly loathe all of them. Slimy, scaly skins. Yucks. They are worse than cockroaches, no doubt!

I got out to the welcoming sight of more kangaroos and their little feathered friends which fed on the scattered kangaroo food (corns, wheat, etc.). The kangaroos didn’t seem to be bothered by that 😆

Once the pigeons had enough they would return to the trees.

The koalas are a lazy lot – they spend most of their day sleeping and eating, very much like those inert sloths.

At one point we were besieged by eight of these marsupials, tailed by guileless pigeons, demanding something to be eaten..okay, I exaggerated a bit.

And we stumbled upon this fella sleeping by the pathway. Looks like he’s having a great life.

Spotted a couple of Tasmania-exclusive Tasmanian Devils, a type of highly ferocious, predatory marsupial. Having said that, I still think they are kinda cute 😆

For my camera, that’s it. Visit the park’s website for the list of animals in captivity together with the details on each of them. That is, if you are interested.

At half-past twelve we left the park and headed north-west to Bendigo before embarking on another 300km+ journey westward to the cute little town of Bright.

The last pic of the day somewhere along the road to Bright, taken at around 4.15pm:

Day Three ends here. Cheers.