The last blog. I would like to talk about our adorable Dr.Wright.

My first impression of Dr.Wright is a 30ish, kindness women, with normal dressing and classic Iowa tone. At the first couple classes, I realized that she is a really professional professor. She is always objectively and fairly grade our paper. I got a little scared by that, I noticed that there is no advantage I can take by being a international student. The first paper "Science in Jurrsica Park", I failed. This is the first fail paper since I came to United States. This made me extremely mad and I had no one I can blame. I was trying to blame my self but I realized I did my best. I went back to my dorm and punched hard on the wall to release my angre and I started to blame Dr. Wright. After a while, my mind calmed down. I read through the rubric again and did research on how to write a scientific paper. I realized how many mistake I made in the paper. Dr. Wright was right. I began to reconsider my topic and rewrite my paper. The rewrite is still not very good, I only got 75 on it. But I knew I was improving, I was on the right track.  Because of Dr. Wright's laughter, the whole IS class turned into a big family. No one skipped class, no one slept in the class. The second huge points was the debate, I started planning my paper long time before the due date. I sent my idea to Dr. Wright and she amazing quickly replied me. My idea got proven, then I started my paper. Once I finished my paper, I sent to Dr.Wright for some advices, and she amazing quickly replied me again. Dr. Wright did read through my paper and told me the essitial mistake I made in the paper. I really really appreciated that. I corrected my paper again and went to writing reading speaking lab that night to correct all my grammer mistake. During that debate, I confidently turned my paper in. I got 94 on that paper.

I appreciated you let me realized the difference between high school paper and college paper. I appreciated all you did to us this semester. Thanks. Dr.Wright.

Let me talk about the weather between Shanghai and Iowa.

Since there was a huge blizzard happened yesterday night, and my car got stuck in the snow. The first difference I wanted to talk about is the temperture. In Iowa, people love to make joke about the temperture because its just too cold in the winter. Every time after blizzard, everything became white. Roads, houses, trees, even sky became white. But the people are still warm. They are still really nice during winter. Iowa people would help you push your car out of the snow even they never met you before. In Shanghai, people also love to make joke about the weather. Shanghai is a city beside the coast, the temperture is always warm and wet. Especially during summer, its super hot and stuffy. But in winter, the lowest temperture is around 50. I have been living in Shanghai for 16 years, I have only seen snow twice. People always excited about snow. Kids love snow. My mom would make a tiny snowman and put it on the windowsill. The biggest differrence is, the people in Shanghai are really cold. They never say Hi in the hallway. When your car got stuck somewhere, they would never thought about to help you out. This is one of the biggest reason that make me stay in Iowa.

My car got stuck in the blizzard....

On Saturday night, I made the worst decision in my life. I was trying to drive to Mcdonald's in the blizzard. Then, bad thing happened.... When I was trying to get out from D lot, my car got stuck. I tried so hard to get my car out, but failed. My friend was kind scared in my car and kept telling me to run back. I listened..

Next morning, my roommate and I went there and tried to push my car out.. But the curve was too deep.

My roommate and I drove his car to Wartmart. I bought a shovel and a scraper. Then we headed back to my car and shove all the snow in front of my car. I even scraped the snow underneath my car.

Finally!!!!! By pushing my car forward, we finally made it. My car was out again!!

This is how deep the curve was.. It was about 10 inches deep..

 Thanks god we finally made it.. lol

Max's new superpower!!!

People like to talk about "What if I have a superpower?" this kind of stuff. Actually, in this first semester of my college year, I got a SUPERPOWER!!  
Before I came to college, I passed though the insane Chinese education. But I wasn't studying very hard until I got into high school, so I kind of experienced this insane "trails".  But in this first college year, I was ready to put my 100 percent hitpoint (my muscle cells) and 100 percent mana (my brain cells) on every course. I studied extremely hard on everything. I didn't attend basketball which is the only sport I used to attend in high school. I didn't find any job on campus because I wanted to try how good grade I can get with my full power. All the people around me think I'm smart, but I truly wanted to tell them, " I'm not". I have a 120 IQ when I was in the middle school, which is decent in shanghai. There was a 160 IQ kid in my school. The only thing that matters is how much effort you had. I never compare my grade with average because I understand the reality. I'm not america, I'm Chinese, I'm Asian. I know racisim is not happening in America but subconsciously, native people still like white people better. I understand this situation. So if I wanted to get a good job, I can't stand on the same line as native people, I have to be much better than them.
For biology, I study over night before each exam.
For Chemistry, I read the almost every chapter more than 5 times.
For IS101, I spent more time on my paper than other native people; I emailed my professor to make sure the main point of my paper works; I went to writing, reading, speaking lab for grammer checking.
For English class, I almost did the same thing as IS101 course.

I studied over night by using the power of espresso almost 4 days out of 7 days a week.

Recently, I felt like I don't have to drink espresso to keep me awake and I didn't feel hungry when I was concentrating on my assignment. I can work on my project 24 hours straight or even longer without sleeping and eating. And then on friday night, I can sleep for about 16 hours to refill my energy.
It's just like there is a switch in my brain. When I switched into Study mode, my mind would fully concertrate on my work and forget everything. When I switched off my study mode, my body would  have a long time sleep.
This Study mode switch is the new superpower I got! lol~ This superpower will help me a lot in the future.

My final presentation.

Last weekend, that was a horrible weekend. For is 101 course, we had to read a Michael Crichton's book and design a creative presenation. I got the book during thanksgiving and started my reading. Because of my english reading skill, I can't read as fast as other native people. And finally, I finished my book during the last week before presentation. During that weekend, I found that 2008 remake of this book which is Andromeda Strain and watched it. Actually, I feel like this is not a bad show. Designer recreated the ending of the story and I think it makes more sence than the regular book. After movie, I started to think about what should be my topic for my presentation. I finally decided to make a presentation about virus. I collected the data of recently high motality rate virus and spent a lot of time made a powerpoint. I also sent a email to my professor just wanted to make sure this topic works. When I about done my powerpoint, professor told me that this topic is not the main point in the book. I was trying to explain a little bit... but I carefully thought about that, my professor was right.... Then, I immediately draged my whole powerpoint and material into the trash can and started my new idea, which is a movie trailer. I downloaded a movie designer software and movie editer. When all the software was ready to go, it was 2:00 o'clock on monday morning. I used movie editer to cut of the short part from the remake and then put them in order by the movie designer. All the parts are only 3 seconds long. The whole presentation should be five minutes. I didnot even need espresso that night because my mind is highly concentrated on my work. Finally, I finished everything at 8:00 o'clock in the morning....oh my god... That was a long long night...... I prayed so hard that I could get a good grade on my presentation....

Difference between winner and loser

W: This is my mistake. Sorry.
L: I did nothing wrong. This is your fault.

W: Never make the same mistake.
L: make the same mistake all the time

W: Facing the problem
L: Avoiding the problem

W: I respected the students who are better than me.
L: No one is smarter than me.

W: Looking for the problem from the mistake
L: Looking for the mistake from the problem

W: I should work harder next time.
L: This exam is too hard.

W: I'm so tired, but I still need to study first.
L: I'm so tired, I need to take a rest first.

 W: Comparing their achievements with their final goal
L: Comparing their achievements with other people

By concluding my mexican lab parter's "loser feature".,I actually learned a lot from him. 

My biology lab group.

My biology lab group used to have four people just like other groups. But one month after school start, one of us swithed her major and droped off the biology course. After that, my group had only three people, a Mexican, a Japanese Hawaiian, and a Chinese. I used to think only American students don't work very hard because their life are full of fun and happiness. Actually, some of the Mexicans are even worse. I used to hang out with this him a lot. He is really not smart but pretend to be so smart. I hate this kind of person. But he is from Waterloo, so I realized by using him I can meet with a lot of people (I'm devil). That is the only reason I hang out with him. Everytime before exam, he would tell me he was so ready for that exam. Then, when we got our exam paper back, I asked him what he got, he told me he failed. I almost laughed at him, because that was like the most typical type of loser. I have a xbox 360 in my room. One day, I got a new game called "Halo Reach" and I accidentally told him that I got that game. Then, he almost came to my room everyday and played that game. I don't really care about that because I had never touched my Xbox since I got into this college. But things started to get out of control, he started to eat my snacks and drink my pops. He also would come into my room without my permission. This situation continue happened for about three weeks. He finally got boried of my game and never came to my room again.

One day, I was talking to my biology professor about my lab group. He told me that this kind of person worth nothing. If I want to reach my final goal which is to be a doctor, I need to cut off the friendship with him immidiately.

Of caurse, I listened to my professor and stop hang out with him any more.

Reality of Shanghai marriage.

Referring to a famous quote: "Love is priceless." Is it real ?
Here, let me make a simple Shanghai wedding statistics. (6.7RMB = 1 dollar)

Decent wedding: (200 guests, four stars hotel) 120,000 RMB
Decent honey month: (Hawaii) 70,000 RMB
Decent condo in shanghai: (80 meter square, 15,000 per meter square)  1,200,000 RMB
Decent decoration: 100,000 RMB
Decent funiture: 300,000 RMB
Decent car: 150,000 RMB

Total: 120,000+70,000+1,200,000+100,000+300,000+150,000= 1,850,000 RMB

Annual salary calculation:
A Chief staff of a hospital: 500,000. He needs 4 years without eating and drinking to have a decent marriage.
A division manager of national bank: 360,000. He needs 5 years without eating and drinking to have a decent marriage.
A public servants: 100,000. He needs 18 years to have a decent marriage.
Aveage salary of students graduted from four years college: 60,000. They need 31 years to have a decent marriage.
A construction workers in city: 14,400. He needs 128 years to have a decent marriage.

This is the situation of one of the biggest city in the world. My consion was living in the London and he told me the life in london is about the same as Shanghai.
Do you still think love is priceless?  This quote maybe only works in the america...

Reality. (please comment on this)

    Girl X and girl Y were in the element school. One day, they naively promised :"We will be together forever." Then they studied really hard together and both got into the same key middle school. Girl Y have a rich family. Girl X's family is not very rich, her family didn't have enough money to offer her private high school tuition. (Chinese government offer 12 years free education system, but good private high schools require tuition fee).
    As the time passed, Y started to understand the society, learned how to dress up, how to straight hair. X just liked to silently follow Y. Finally, Y got into the really good private high school. But X got into a non-private high school due to her family cannot offer the tuition. X was really sad and Y felt really sorry about her. In high school years, X worked super hard because the chance to get  full scolarship depended on how good her grades were. Y enjoyed her high school year, she started dating with her boyfriend and her grades droped. X tried to save as much money as possible for her college, thus she was always wearing the same clothes. Y started to realize that X's family was not rich, so she tried to keep away from X because she didn't want her rich friends to know that she had a friend like X before. Little by little, Y forgot the face of X and the promise they made.
    After three years, Y's grade was not good enough to get in that college. She let her father use money to beg the president of college. Next week, Y got accpted from that college. On the other side, X finally got the full scolarship from the college that Y tried to get in. She was so excited and can't wait to tell Y. X asked her parents to buy her a new clothes. X never asked her parents for anything since she found out that her mom had been suffered from illness and didn't have enough money to pay for the treatment. Her mom gave her five bucks from her thin wallet.
    X happily ran to Y's condo with her new shirt. X waited outside of her door and wanted to tell her this huge suprise. X was so happy that they can be together again. X recalled the time they spent together; the road they walked together; the song they sang together; the Origami they made together. Finally, she heard the sound of the opening of the door. while Y walked out of the door, X jumped out and surprised her: " Hi, Y. Long time no see."  Y numbed for a while, she looked at her face, said: " Who are you?"


Reailty is always cruel. Money is the final scale for everything. Best friends, promises, loves, even your honour would all fall apart in front of money. This is reality.

 ( this story is real, I exaggerated a little bit)

Let me talk about my best middle school friends

My middle school had a really strong polarization problem. Only had two kinds of students, really good students, and super bad students like me. Referring to a famous Chinese quote: " getting closer to red ink you would became red, getting closer to black you would become black."  He that lies down with dogs must rise up with flea. I got influenced by other bad students. and also, my friends all got influenced from me. Games, girls, arguing with professor, fighting, and all kinds of bad things. Since right now, I have already got out of that "black ink.", I would like to talk about some of my middle school friends. One of my best friend "carle"(we call him carle because he is not from shanghai) got in a Technical school, which is like the worst type of school. But he started to understand the world and he actually started to work hard. I'm still taking to him almost every week. My friend "fatty", we call him "fatty" all the time. Of cause he didn't like us to call him that way, but after a while, he got used to it. He had a really rich family, so he doesn't need to worry too much about futher.  He had a decent grade in middle school so that he got into a key high school like me and also got into a "level two" college (In china, from the best to the worst there is level 1 college, level 2 college, level 3 college, vocational school and technical school ). Another middle school friend, he is a good looking guy to be honesty (no homo). He got girls all the time and emotional highly strung. I think his emotional strung was influenced from me. We still remember the first day we met. For some tiny little reason, we had a really serious fight during math class. It's like that old saying:" No fists, no friends." He became a really good friend of me. He got kicked out of his first high school because he punched a teacher and poured a bottle of mountain dew on that teacher's head. Somehow, he finally got into a decent level 2 college.

"Carle", "Fatty", "good looking guy" and I are still best friends. During summer when I came back, we hang out a lot, talked about the stupid things we did together in middle school.

Max's GPA battlefront!

6:00 Wake up in the morning with shadows under my eyes.
6:15  Shower
6:30  Worked on my paper
8:30  Talked about my dream with english professor...
9:30  Kept working on my paper
1:00  Conference with another professor
13:30 Woked on paper again
15:30  Took a nap
18:30 woke up again and go get meal transfer ( a bag of chips and salad)
19:00 Take a rest from paper, and started work on chemistry
22:30 Switched back on paper again
00:30 drunk Starbuck espresso shots (refill energy)
01:30 Took a rest from paper again and started reading biology book
03:30 Final check on my paper
04:00 took a nap for 3 hours...
06:00 woke up again..

Max's GPA battlefront = Espresso+paper+conference+reviewing+nap....

I never sleep in college, I only take naps.. This is my new credo..

As I said, here are some touching stories about my family. Part 1

So... How to start this...  Here is little bit introduction of my real family. I think my family is a traditional common Chinese family. The first job my dad did was teacher, that is also the reason why he is so good at Speech (lecturing me). His second job was engineer, he made plenty of money at that time. As he becoming older, he shifted into a white collar in one of the building he built. I guess engineering must be a tired job. Now, he is a manager of a small bank with stable salary. My mom was a art teacher, she taught at the same school as my dad, that was the place where my mom and my dad met. She is really good at drawing and painting. She painted a lot of pictures in our condo, and by designing other people's house, she earned some extra money. So, we are not poor and also not rich, a common simple Chinese couple. As everyone knows, Chinese people love to save money for their kids (Jew people save money for business, lol). They told me not to waste any food because there are so many poor people on the earth in hunger. Every morning, they used face washing water to flush toilet. They told me to save money too. As they wished, I was a really good, simple, common kids with decent GPA.
     But, everything changed in middle school, everything,...... As the growing of my mind, those ugly sides of big city came in my head. I started to worry about my hair, straight them even dye them. My current pocket money was not enough for me any more. I started to cheat on my parents for more money. They gave me about 50 yuan every week. That was a quite big number for a middle school kids. My grade dropped badly. Teacher called my dad almost every week. My dad was lecturing me all the time but I wasn't listening to him at all. The Taboo of Chinese people is cheating. My dad finally found out I cheated on them. He beat me up. I cried so hard that I would change. But couple days later, I would forget everything my dad told me. Later on, I joined in a bad community... Sometimes I went back home with blood on my shirt, my dad sighed. I can see that slight tears in my mother's eyes.



to be continue...

Things I did during Halloween. Part 2

       The third day of Halloween break, which was a Saturday. I went to pick up my old high school friend. He is a senior now. We went to Jordon creek mall to get some T shirts and pants. I got two funny T shirts. One says " Justin Beaver" with a beaver beside it. Another one says "Zombie just wanna hug." Then we went back home and watched Iowa game. That was a huge win, 40ish to 0. That night, my friend and I went to Culver's for dinner. That is my favourite fast food restaurant. I almost did nothing on the last day. I was messing around with my friend and my family. We had a barbecue lunch that day. About 4 o'clock, I started to drive back.
       What a normal Halloween, nothing special, nothing crazy. Took a small break for couple days, kept away from cells, membrane and ideal gas law. I think that was the main purpose of Halloween. It also reminds me the festival break in china. Teachers would give us tons of homework and tons of article to read. But "Whenever there is a rule, there is a way to get around it", I would let my friends do different parts and then copy each other. Don't tell me that is plagiarizing. If you were at the same situation like that, you would've done that too. lol.

Things I did during Halloween! Part 1 (I know you are tired to read all the doctor article I wrote) lol

I drove back to urbandale on that wednesday right after IS101. I didn't go to bad the day before that because wednesday is Bio exam. You can't image how many espresso shots I drunk that day. By the way I get used to grab a 4 cans espresso shots pack every times I go to walmart. That day was really horrible. I got on my car, spent about 5 minutes starting it (the starter is not working very good). On the way out of college, maybe jesus didn't like me that day ....my tire poped... I called my friend to come over to check it. He told me to slowly drive to gas station and fill my tire all the way up, then fast drive to walmart. I trusted him and that actually worked. 100 dollars just escaped from my credit card for replacing that tire. 2 and half hour later, I finally got home.I had a really good lazania family dinner and a nice dinner talk. They were all very happy when I showed my 100% on my chemistry exam. That day, I went to sleep at 8:30, just like elementry school kid. But the next time I opened my eyes was 4:30 PM, not am. My host mom laughed so hard about that. That night, we went to texas road house for my pre-birthday dinner, my birthday is Novermber 9th. Texas Road House is my favourite restuarant in America. I ordered a 16 oz ribeye steak and cheese fries for apptizer. Oh Yummm. That was a great night.

Sorry I wrote this like a Day-to-day account record. For a full score of this blog, I definally need deep thought. Family is also a very important part in my life, my real family, my host family. In the past 2 years, I spent a lot of time with my host american family, they are really nice to me even their kids are really annoy. I like them a lot. Host family is host family, of course I can't forget my real family, they are living at another level of my heart. I will write another blog about my parents, if angel really exist in this world, that's my mom.

Natually woke up at 5 in the morning.

Natually woke up at 5... How weird this is. I random browsed internet for a while. I just read a article about a chinese international student successfully got into medical school, written by his father. His kid got into Harvard medical school. This article explained a lot about how hard to be a doctor in america. His kid has a 3.8 GPA and a very high MCAT score. He volunteered in that college associated hospital for 4 years. He also got a embulance licence and some sort of emergency medical assistant licence. This article also talked a lot about the interview of medical school.  I actually have already added this article to my internet favourite long time ago. But once a while, I would read it again. My favourite part of that article is a reference his father made at the end of that article. He borrowed a dialogue from a movie, I forgot what that movie is. The orginal dialogue is: " If you love someone, you can tell him to go to New York. If you hate someone, you can also tell him to go to New York." He changed to: " If you love someone, you can tell him to study medicine, if you hate some one, you can also tell him to study medicine." I actually giggled when I read this. Doctor is a job with angel wing and dog collar, this is what I think of doctor. Saving people just like a angel, and also suffering just like a dog with collar. lol.

Let me talk about Borat (movie)

The running of the Jew. This is still making me giggle. . It's the most devilish movie I have ever seen before. Borat, he is a successful man in a Kazakhstan. In his culture, people hate jew and they make funny joke(inappropriate joke) to each other. They like to abuse animal and they think that's fun. They can have sex with their sister even their mother. Male can have sex with female by force and it is legal. People don't like to hang out with retard people. The whole name of this movie is "Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan ." So when Borat came to America, everything changed. In america, hating jewish people are considered as discrimination. Animal abusement is illegal. Having sex with others by force is called "raping", which is also illegal. You can't even say "retard" this word in america.

The most amazing fact of this movie is, the actor of Borat, is a very faithful Jew. I think this movie is trying to tell people that, Right or Wrong is not always stable. Something you can't even imaging, it's maybe make sense in other country. Sometimes american government interferes other country. This is just so WRONG.

I have not blog anything in last three weeks.

The last three was pretty bad. Every brain cells that still active are because the massive amount of caffine in my body. The day before fallbreak was bio exam, I started to review that before weekend. I reviewed all day long without doing anything else even eating. Monday night, I received a email that told me I have no class on tuesday, that night, I didn't go to bad at all, I still remembered when the sky became purple ( nice color) , I was solving a membrane problem. lol. The next night, I didn't go to bad at all, I was sitting on my chair for 24 hours with tons of expresso cans around me. That is my college life, grayish color. Well, I'm a man, this is the life style I have been choosing for 4 years, I won't give up.

Just sent a email to Iowa medical school admission office.

This is the original email I sent:  "Hello, my name is Max Wei. Right now I'm a first year student at wartburg college. I got accptance of iowa last year but I still decided to go to Wartburg college, because they are smaller and offers very good pre-med program. I have been working really hard of all my courses, I spent triple times longer than normal pre-med students here on study. I came to United States about 2 years ago, I dont have a green card. My dream of my life is to be a dortor in this country, this dream has been staying with me for over 5 years and I'm not going to change it. I know UI have a very good medical school and my goal is to get in it. My dad has enough bank saving to offer me 4 years medical school tution and he can move those money out anytime. I know the truth is might be cruel but I still want to know, is there any chance to get in your medical school? any special cases? Even I have 3.7+ gpa and decent MCAT score?  I just want to know how realistic my dream is, even it is very cruel. Thanks. "

And this is the reply I received: "

Dear Max,

I am sorry to tell you that Carver does not accept international students.  A green card or asylum status are required.  There are medical schools in the US that accept international students or students in the process of getting permanent residency.  Best wishes in your search for a match.

Judi"

 So, my Iowa dream is over, this was quick. I even don't have any chance to struggle. Just one single email smashed my dream. Well, except Iowa, there are still so many medical school left in the US.

Right now, every day every moment I'm worrying about my grade, I even had a dream about I got a 70% on exam couple days ago. I feel like the whole word is against me, people say, the harder you work, the better result you would get. But now, I work triple harder than my friends, but my grade is still bad. Sorry about I put so much grumble on this blog.

Difference between chinese and american education

A: School starts at 8:00 or later
C: School starts at 7:20

A: School ends around 3:00
C: School ends at whenever you finished your recite dictation.

A: Students have sport practice after school
C: Students staying in teacher's office waiting for recite english or chinese passage after school

A: American people think chinese people are smart but nerdy
C: Chinese people think american people are dumb but sporty

A: People like to hang out somewhere in their house because they always live pretty close.
C: People like to hang out on the internet because there are too many people.

A: To get a A is not a hard thing in america high school
C: Class average is always around 60%

A: Parents want their kids to get a "A" but kids always get a "A-"
C: Even kids get a "A", parents wants their kids to get a "A+"

Different value of tears

        Just watched a video about our premier of china. I cried. The last time I cried was caused by my first chemistry exam in high school which is about 1 year ago. I have learned chemistry for 5 years. General chemistry for me is like Michael Jackson learning how to walk. But because my english was not good enough at that time, I only got 75 precent on that test. The more hope you put brings the more disappoint. This time, I cried, because of that premier. His name is Wen Jiabao. People in china called him Grandpa Wen. Almost every big accident happened, he would be there. He always stays in the frontline of the rescuing. He shaked refugee's hand and asked them how they feel. Just two hours after that huge earthquake in , he flew toward that earthquake without sleeping. The things he brought is not only rescuing team, but also the FAITH. He cried in front of thousands of chinese millitry soldier and thousands of refugee because 200 thousand people are buried underneeth the buildings, because people are dying!  Whats the value of his tears?
        Couple days ago, my friend cried very hard, because her roommate was not very friendly to her, she tried to change her room, but R.A can't find any room for her. So, she cried. Whats the value of her tears?
       

23:56 on sunday night, 4 more minutes to finish this blogger thing.

Based on that scoring rubric you gave us. To get a full points on this blogger thing. I have to have a deep thinking. Right now, my deepest thinking is, "god, please give me more time before the biology exam." So, professor Wright, if you want this poor student get into med school. Please let me spend more time on biology. tonight. If I can get into medical school, I will develop a medicine which can cure "nature death", which is the topest mortality disease in the world. Thanks, doctor Wright. lol

Right now, it's 23:15 on sunday night~Bio exam tomorrow.

I just went to the coffee bar and bought 3 shots of expresso, ready for the bio exam tomorrow. Even I spent almost all day long for reviewing biology on friday and saturday. But I'm still going to stay up all night. I know maybe you think I'm crazy. But think about it, if I get a horrible grade on that test, I will regert that I didn't stay up all night tonight. The whole weekend, the only fun thing I've done is that two hours video game on saturday night. My english is worse than almost all the biology kids in this school. They study a hour, I study  a day. They play a day, I play a hour. That's my rule of study. In america, everyone is smart, its not because they are really smart, because people say each other smart:"oh! You are so smart. I hope I can be as smart as you." When someone just failed on a exam, they would say:"I'm not a test taker." How stuipt that is!! They even don't know, on the other side of the world,  people are doing college qualification exam. college accept students depending on how good the score is. You failed on that, your dream, your friends, even your future, will say goodbye to you. Can you just say"Sorry, I'm not a test taker" to your heart-bleeding parents!? Those people which always think they are smart, they will never know how stuipd they are until the last second of their life. In my dictionary, there's no "smart" such a word. "I'm not smart at all." Its my motto, I keep this in my brain all the time.

If you are still breathing, please make every second you spend valuable. Don't wait until the last second of your life, then you feel you should work harder in the college.

A story I want to say

There was a kid, a bad kid. Middle school teachers hated him. He never worked hard, and always played with those gangster kids. Teacher was trying to call his parents, but he called his friends to kidnap that teacher’s daughter, and threatened that teacher. After that, nobody wanted to worry about that kid any more. But until that winter, everything was changed. Winter is not very cold in that city. That kid was bored, he called his friends to go to internet bar and play games. After couple hours, his friends had to leave because there was a school conflict going on and they need to deal with it. Kid didn’t want to go home. He opened the internet and started browsing some TV show. There was one show got his attention. That was a show about a weird funny doctor worked in a American hospital and deal with some unhealable illness. That kid kept watching until he fell in sleep. Next morning, that kid went back home and stand in front of the door facing his dad seriously: I want to go to America, and he wants to be a doctor. That father’s locked brows suddenly released. Couple month later, that kid came to a small little town and studied in a normal American high school. Everybody say hi to each other, everybody were just some nice to that kid. He felt his life was changing. He took almost all the AP course and work really hard. After his high school senior year, that kid got in a small college with decent medical program. Only about 15% of kids can get in to the medical school. He realized 50% of medical school required permanent residence card. One day, he went to ask his professor, how many international students in this school got into medical school in the school history. His professor stared at that kid and told him:” No international made into medical school in the school history”. That kid was shocked; he didn’t fall in sleep that night. Next morning, he went to that teacher office again and said:”I’m going to be the first one in this school then.”

         Sometimes, the reason people changed is not they want to change, is they have already changed.

  So, this is the story I’ve read so far. I’m still reading it, and I hope it will be a happy ending.

My thinking about this blogger thing

Honestly, 99% of people in is101 class write blog because they have to write blog for points.  They will put lots of fake stuff just for finish the blog and make profession happy. They made something up and tried very hard to show their deep thinking, like "after this, I learned how important time management is" "after that, I realized we can not play video game before finishing assignment." "blah blah blah". Profession think they have some deep thinking in it, and give them full points. Then they think fake deep meaning works, they can get 5 points. Then they will continuously post fake blog. The whole blogger system become to a online novel writing education. Doing that can give me a good grade of this blogger thing. But I DONT LIKE THAT. If I want to write some blog, I write something real. Nobody can write a good essay without their personal experience, even novel author need that, same as blog. I'm from china, I know how education works. We don't need to know how to manage our time, how to save money. If someone want to study. They will figure out everything by themselves. They will put study on the priority. They will use whatever sources to get a A on their assignment. If someone doesn't want to study, even telling them the best time management skill, giving them the best laptop in the world, offering them the best scholarship. They are still a bad student. Sorry about I put so many crap on this blog. I hope I didn't make you mad or anything...So this is my blog, I only talk about things I want to talk about. The next blogger I'm going to post a story. A story I want to talk about.

The first week of school

Excitement? Nervousness? Fun? Boredom? You can actually find a word to describe that feeling of your first college week..But I like that feeling. My goal is to be a doctor, everybody knows how hard it is. For a international student, its even harder. 50% medical school required green card. My chance is very very low. But I decide I'm still going to keep staying on this marathon. I will get up every times when I fall down.