cool whispers: "seagull"

I was on my way to Buchanan for class today, when I walked by the outside pool, I saw this big fat seagull "sitting" on the ground, against the railing. It just looked wrong for a bird to be sitting that way. And even when I approached it to check on it, it wouldn't budge, shouldn't they back off?

I didn't want to remain standing in front of the bird and look like an idiot so I continued walking. But the more I think about it, the more worried I was. That seagull is so fat, that it reminded me of Mimi, point being, I wonder if it's hurt or it ate too much that it couldn't move anymore, or it couldn't digest properly. It was still alive for sure, but it looked really full, as if it really ate a lot. Maybe laying an egg? But why would you lay an egg on concrete ground? Maybe it's hurt.

Instead of walking to Buchanan, I turned to the opposite way towards Campus Security -- it was the only place I could think of that might be able to help. The entrance was locked, I guess it was still too early in the morning. But I noticed this huge red button beside the entrance, it says, "PRESS TO TALK -- In cases of emergency".

So I thought, it's a fat bird who can't move, I could categorize it as an emergency I suppose, but to tell the truth, I just want to stuff this responsibility to someone else so I could go to class where it's warm. Anyway, I pressed the button.
Security "UBC CAMPUS SECURITY SPEAKING"
At once, I felt awkward, people were streaming pass by me, and here I am, about to report an emergency about a fat bird who can't move
Me "uh....... um... I think a seagull is hurt"
I especially murmured the "seagull"
Security "WHO'S HURT?"
Me "a seagull" Still keeping my voice low
Security "WHO?"
Me "A SEAGULL!!!"
Security "A SEAGULL?!"
*awkward silence* I prayed that someone wasn't near me to hear this conversation.
Security "uhhh.........okay?"
Me "It's lying in this really awkward position, I think it can't move, can you do something about it?"
Security "Uhhhhh I don't think so, but I'll send someone down for you"
So I waited for a few minutes until this big security guy came out. I told him abou the bird and whether he could do anything. He told me "we don't handle birds, you can take the bird with you or you can call SPCA, I can give you their number".
*awkward silence*
I was thinking, no way! I'm not bringing a seagull with me to french class! and I'm not gonna call SPCA, I'm pretty sure when they take the bird away they'll force me to donate ten bucks. So I told him forget it! I'll go to the biology department!

When I left I realized I was late, and it was freezing. So I decided to go to class first, then on my way back to the bus loop, I'll check on the bird again! By the time I walk by there again three hours later, the bird was gone, hopefully somebody helped it. Or maybe it flew away by itself. I kind of regret for not going back to it immediately.

When my mum called later, I told her about this. She said "don't worry! you did a good job anyway! I once tried to saved a sick bird too, I went to so many animal hospitals but none accepted birds, so I had to travel sooooooo long to get to a vet who treated birds"

Sherry's Fables

Waiting for my pork to defrost.
Guess I'll type something just to keep me thinking.

I think I'll tell a story. I think I've told this to a lot of people before, but I just love it so much that I will pass it on to my grandchildren.

Discrimination can be positive or negative, usually we associate racial discrimination to more like.. prejudice of negative attributes of people. But there are still some positive characteristics involved, and we actually feel kind of good when it's applied onto us, at least for me.

I ain't being racist or anything, but come on, remember how people always like to say that Asians are good at math? I personally think it's rubbish, we're not naturally good at math, it's more like, schools in Asia and .. and.. parents are impatient.

So when I came to Canada, my dad decided to keep me busy by assigning questions from thick huge math textbooks, I guess he couldn't get used to seeing children without homework. Obviously there were other assignments like English, and Chinese, but math was a priority. So my math in elementary school was excellent. I could C- everything else but get high A in math. Kids will all come to me for help, that felt really awesome! Hmm.. maybe I even helped construct this idea of a stereotypical Asian.

Then I was in highschool, my dad kind of ran out of textbooks, and he was busy with things in Taiwan, so I kind of stopped doing supplementary assignments, and I went back to being the average math student. The kind of student that when I reply to teacher's question, the whole class would laugh, and the teacher had to calm everyone by saying "shush! why the laugh? she's still learning!"

Now once in grade 8 math class, I was writing this math quiz. And a caucasian (not being racist) started copying my answers. While the teacher was gone for a while, the person sitting beside him asked "Dude, are you sure your number 5 is correct?"
Caucasian "DUH the asian beside me wrote this, has to be right, Gawd I'm gonna ace this"
"Cool man, think i'll join ya" I was thinking, you guys are gonna regret this.
After the quiz, the teacher had people switching tests for marking. And once each correct answer was announced, the faces of those sitting beside me became greener and greener, oh the greenest when they saw their tests. They never sat beside me again.

Okay, moral,... MORAL of this story is,
1. discrimination is BAD
2. cheating is BAD



*follow up: Despite having absolutely no talent in math, I managed to "A" through my highschool math courses, even chemistry and physics. Why? Well.. a little bribery helped. NO.
Because I don't dircriminate and I don't cheat!

k.. my pork is ready.

複雜心情

最近被學校整的很慘, 星期一信心滿滿的曲上學, 到星期五時信心已經被變態的學校打散了, 回家待個週末慢慢在把信心建起, 然後星期一在回去給教獸們銷毀. 偶爾努力會有好結果, 這讓我會特別high, 然後信心大增! 至少可以庫存個兩個禮拜. 不過今天的結果讓我處於某種尷尬狀態.

話說前幾個星期信心滿滿的進入考場, 結果出來的時候庫存是 "0"了, 因為那根本就是變態考試, 看了題目讓我當場. 此後每當我想起當時我寫的那些慘不忍睹的文章就會便秘. 昨天去上課時, 發現教獸前放著一落皺皺的紙, 我才驚覺, "ARE THOSE OUR MIDTERMS?!"

教獸說, "期中考不太好, 46%的人沒過, 儘管最後有scaling, 品均分數也才64%", 這說著說著我早餐快被吐出來了. 平常不太在乎分數, 但在這種即將發回考卷的時刻會讓我有世界末日的感覺. 因為有scaling, 教獸教我們怎麼把原來的分數換算到新的分數.

我抖著手翻找我的考卷, 看到的分數都是 10/50, 25/50, 15/50,.. 我想我真的快血貧了. 最後終於翻到我的, 37/50. 我照著教獸的教法換算, 可是算出來的確是93%, 我還在想這對我根本是天數吧, 怎麼可能這麼高. 一邊更緊張, 一邊氣自己說怎麼還不知道分數, 我到了教獸前直接很不好意思的說 "uhhh...... I'm.. having trouble calculating my mark", 心想還好這不是數學課, 高大的教獸彎下腰, 眼神充滿著同情心, 看著宛如無助的小孩的我 *媽呀你這是在同情我的糟糕數學還是我的糟糕分數啊 還是兩個都很糟糕*....
"你直接用37/40算就行了" 我想我的數學真的完蛋了
"哦..哦.. 我來試試看" 我直接拿出手機算, 教獸恐怕也在想這孩子的數學真的完蛋了
結果我算的93%, 我沾沾自喜的想, 果然不是我數學要完蛋
前面幾分鐘非常開心, 我居然有A+! 真是太神奇了!
出了地理系大門才理智的想... 我讀的這麼辛苦的考試, 實際結果居然才74% 我真的是笨蛋嗎