Resurrection! Harder! Better! Faster! Stronger

Hi all again, this is my newest blog of my resurrection! Nice to come back my place again after abandoned it for long time. Now I’m in BKK for an internship @ The Constitutional Court of the Kingdom of Thailand. A reason why I’m back is to recall my English writing and grammar for others 3 TU-GET Examinations. Working here is not too difficult nor easy because I have not much works per a day. By that, I have lots of times to evaluate my near future. I’m looking for continuing my study or should I do a work first. I put my flags on two faculties, International Relations @ TU and Public Administration @ NIDA. However, I’m still not sure about my study haha..because I have to fight with lots of students. By the way, nice to split my words out…hope u who read my blog give me back your reaction!

"Psychosocial, a psychological community"

" Have you ever lived in Psychosocial?",

" Have you ever felt different form others?",

" Have you ever noticed that everyone always focused on you?" , or

"Have you ever knew that everyone always wanted something from you?", unfortunately, I have...

It had happened when I was in boarding school. Yeah, I used to have a good student life before going there. I was a city boy who had never care anything about learning. I had a gang who I always stuck with. I had a wonderful place where I always skipped classes to go. My gang and I always fighted against others,but in the end, I had nothing excepted I extremely made my parents sorrowful.

One day during grade 10's summer, I told my father I already decided to go to boarding school.

He was very surprised and didn't believe. He gave me a time for deciding again and last week before school opening, I replied same answer I used to.

Days of new life have started. Undoubtedly, I went to boarding school in a middle time of senior-high school, grade 11. I think you can guess that some students also teachers would pay attention to me immediately. That's right, just for an anonymous student.

It was a good time living without any pressure or any expectation. Everything seemed to be smooth. I have ate, slept, took a bath, studied, played, and have been punished like others till one evening.

It was a first week's Friday evening, my father came to visit me and might took me back if I demanded. There, in front of building, where my father's van has been parked, was a place where teacher stood and talking with my friend. In fact, this friend already knew my secret, I absolutely didn't know how, but I guessed he might asked some teachers in executive board. When teacher, in front of building, saw my father's van, she walked to pay respect my father and asked him "Why he came here?", "Anything could she help?". My father smiled and told
her to call me. She didn't doubt anything, just thought I was my father's nephew. She called me as I sat inside building and told me "your uncle was waiting". I smiled and walked to see my uncle. She also followed me and stood beside me. She didn't wait to ask what she wanted to know. She asked my father, "Was I his nephew?" My father smiled again and told her immediately, " No, he wasn't, he was my son,". Suddenly, her face changed into white and no word has been exposed from her, because my father was a principal of Educational Office of Suratthani Area 2, and this boarding school was one of his main responsibility because of its size, in another word, he was her boss.

After most school's populations knew my true status, everything seemed to be different. Those teachers, at first, didn't quite attend to me. they seemed more attracted and wanted to talked to me clearly. My father used to tell me " Do not get in any side of your teachers, you will be their shield and weapon of their scrambling social." I didn't take any side or any alliance. I just wanted to study and change my bad behaviors, but it was not easy as I thought.

I have been framed from my teachers also my friends flooded times. Some stories were FUCKING SHIT. I didn't know which part of their brains have been used to such BULLSHIT thinking. I have never appeared myself as I had high-position father. I have never used my father's authorities in order to engage them. They were knew well what my father could do. Although, they all knew, but they still didn't stop what they were doing.

Even I did something honorable to school, some maniacs usually said " Yeah, cause his father pushed him up." or I did something fucking infamous, as I've never did in this school, they usually had to say, " Yeah, cause his father could do anything in order to delete my black record."

I felt very lonely when I was in boarding school. It seemed nothing was suitable for me. I used to think " I wanted to go home." It was not like you have been lived in somewhere and no one knew who you are. It was like a prison, a psychological prison or moreover, it used to be my battlefield where you always had to alert all the time, you didn't know when your enemy would attack you again. I used to live by happiness, here, I lived by pressure, a FUCKING HELL DAMN pressure.

There were more things I'd love to split to my beloved readers. Those things which extremely and permanently changed my life forever.

Here, now, @Walailak University, I have found a social, a social where I could walk without any alerting, but not yet, not yet that I can turn off my alerting button, something is still warning me.

I'm not a thinking over person, nowadays, those impacts are still following me in order to warn me, not to surrender to anything I'm not wrong, just fight, fight for your believe! not only for myself, but for all related to my believe!

Big thanks to every readers who comes to read my personal detail I've never published before.

Thanks for being a part of my life, a part which once, nearly been destroyed! Thanks again.

"F*cking Grammar!"

Since I had begun my English lessons in fifth-grade, I had no idea what an English was. I tried lots on my thinking for that question. One day, I can't remember when, I realized English was a language many people around the world used for communicating. At that time, English, only three things significant for me, speaking, listening, and reading.

Truly, I had never and ever loved in writing because of its rules. Today, I had a class called "College Composition" which is aiming to develop students' advanced writing skills. I also had no idea in this class, had no participation much when they were talking about Tense or Grammar. I didn't know whether what to answer..or...how to say about Tense or Grammar. In class, I did exercises in term of articles using, gap feeling, and some grammar reminding. For those contents, I could completely engage them, but when teacher exposed the answers, I,myself, had absolutely been stunned by those awful tense patterns.

I had no inspirations or any pushing forward energy for theses things...most answers were correct, yet there were a few incorrect answers which I realized they could be used in contexts, but the exposing were different, according to Grammar Theory....Somehow, I intended to understand what Grammar Theory had been identified. It indicated me to recall what I have been believing. Sometime, those things may not be occurred as I expected.

Question! : Why I have to depend on Grammar Theory when I'm writing something through my feeling, not through remembrances of those F*cking Grammar...

What is this tense?....It is a past perfect continuous tense...!! ridiculous!

Why don't we pay more attention to other significant things instead of memorizing those stuffs which may or may not improve your English abilities, by the way, significant things I mentioned are, e.g,. notion, belief, origination, self-confident, inspiration, faith and intention. Even though, those stuffs already infiltrated into your blood, they don't make any sense if you just only know what they are, but don't know how they are used...in order to indicating yourselves as "Real Englishers".

ENG-480 Autobiography's Planning!

Truely, I have tons of works to accopmplish, but I pretend myself as I have nothing to do, freaking.

Consequently, in order to make myself more benefits than sitting and refreshing my facebook page, I decide to begin my autobiography planning, although, AjarnGob doesn't say "yes" about my topic.

Well, first of all, I didn't know what I should write about myself in term of learning English. I used t o write my autobiography when I was in Topics in Writing of Ajarn Natamon class. I wrote it as a book called " 9 ". "9" or "Gaow" represented my life since the beginning til nowadays which consisted of my attitudes toward my teachers also the conflictions between me and those teachers.

I accept, that time, my contents were quite intense, but I wrote it through my true feelings. Actually, I didn't intend to blame thoses teachers for any fault, just wanted to express my story to readers who may had same situations. - -" What I'm talking about?...out of direction...

Well, back to my major point that I'm going to plan my autobiography. Ummmm.....
Arhh.........Woo..........Huuu.......What should I begin? Arh...!!!!

Autobiography's Topic: " .50 Caliber bullet in my head from being an enemy of English"nice hah?

Theme: Um...." Negative reinforcement, Relationship toward English and Personification"

Type of work: Arh......Novel maybe...or Shot Story....or what else?...whatever,but must be published on this blog!!!!

What's next?....What I have to think about writing something, cuz I have never made a plan for my writing.

About...detail? Arhh....my autobio will be...??????.....concluded by one negative point and....relationship and peronification will be indicated later.

More? I think, that are enough for my planning, factually, only topic and theme are enough for me. I like writing without any planning ,except those two things I mentioned. Have to think out side your panties dudes!

Too much for today hah? I feel very hungry now at 10.30 PM., but sorry my stomach, I can not break my dieting rule that I have to eat only one meal per day...but in this case Um.....NO!

C U later.....Idiot readers, hope you enjoy with my stuffs...Thanks! ^3^

A Reflective Essay towards ENG-480 Experiences' Presentation!

As a beginning of class, everyone seemed to be ready for their presentations. Some were excited and some were confident. Most stories were in same streamline, but various presentation methods. In order to respond my class observation, I intend to divide the main classification into two groups, presentation method and presentation content.

Most presenting methods were in line of voices recording. Using this method was a good technique for those people who didn’t want to speak up in front of class. They had a time to prepare their contexts without any pressure from classmates. When they forgot their scripts, they could bring it up and read something inside through their voices recorder. When they stuck with some sentences or words, they could stop their stuffs in order to recall some contexts, moreover, to read their scripts as a scuba diver’s regulator. Without regulator, scuba diver may die at 50 meters deep underneath the sea. Actually, I didn’t agree with those people who used this trick. It was not a good way to express real abilities in English. Anyway, I realize that Contemporary English Language and Communication aims to encourage and increase students’ English abilities in contemporary world, but in a real world, those students may have no chance to stop and read theirs scripts. I accept that students’ abilities in ENG-480 are different. I don’t blame those people who used this strategy, just want to suggest them, expressing something on a stage is better than hiding behind a curtain. For doing that, no one will laugh at you; they will admire and please you because of your bravery. This visible force will push on you for being real Englishers, definitely. For other methods, there were front class live presentations by using visual media, power points and videos, except, only one group which simulated themselves as a seminar in English learning strategies.

A presentation I liked most is Natsuda and her partner, sorry for my memory lapse on her partner’s name. A way they used to call classmates’ attentions was very creative and effective, sang a song of inspirations.

All presenting contents were similar. Students presented their attitudes toward English experiences in term of positive/negative attitude, relationship between them and English and learning strategy. Contents were specified backward to their previous lives related to their English experiences. Truly, I couldn’t catch all classmates’ details because most of them used voices recording and those stuffs were not good qualities enough, for example, messy speeches, low bit rates and some weird vocabularies. For those who used live presentations, I also couldn’t catch all details. Most of them stood behind a computer desk and didn’t speak clearly. Some spoke very speedy without any breathing or blinking their eyes.

Overall image of this activity was very effective. Everyone had a chance to split their remembrances out to their classmates of what the factors influenced them to learn English in nowadays. By many reasons of our classmates could be our guidelines for improving our learning inspirations. Objectives of this activity could encourage students in order to don’t escape from the situations we had faced. Use those events as bullets and use nowadays of being as a gun to terminate your target, that is, A Liberal of Arts, program in English Bachelor’s Degree.

Greeting!

"What's up people!... What?.... Don't you know where you
are?...Um.... Wanna guess? Arh! Let me tell you then. Here is my blog, actually, it doesn't really like others ENG-380 student blogs. Those were making for grades, but all the things they've done, will turn back to them finally. For example, ablities to create their own blogs, more creativities, up to date and know more about wolrd wide.
Unfortunately, I didn't have an opportunity to join this class, anyway, I added another subject instead, ENG-480. Both subjects were same, students in another class also had to deal with blogs, but didn't need to create own blogs. In fact, I would love to produce my own blog ,but Ajarn Kob had no plan about that. It was okay,haha. Today, I had just begun my blog and it stole my time for 4 hours without any development. I just stuck with the theme of my blog. That was very retarded. The main reason that why I created this blog was, nothing. Kidding! I didn't know why I did this, it might because I went to Champ's blog and commented his stuffs and I thought that " I have a new place to say somthing stupid",so....that was the reason. ^^ Off for today..have to go! C U!