九月二十九日 星期一 雨天

我独自在宿舍里，面对的不是其他人而是电脑。滴滴踏踏的雨声像是为我凑乐，又好像是同情我这没回乡的异客。偶尔听到飞机飞过的声音更让我感慨万分。唉！人家都回去当皇帝了，只有我留在这里当奴才。开学时大家都忙得不可开交，于是哪来的时间去打扫房间？就这样一个月过去了，擦脚布乌黑黑的，地板脏兮兮的。难得有一个星期的假期，难道我就这样住在这么脏的房里吗？于是我就当起了“无薪”佣人。打扫一番之后，房里的“乌气”没那么重了，简直是恍然一新。连地板都闪闪发亮，擦脚布也重见昔日的“蓝光”。外面下着大雨，我实在太懒惰出去吃了，便拿杯面来充饥，等到傍晚再来打算。吃饭〉冲凉〉睡觉〉电脑。。。这就是我前三天的生活。

A Brief Introduction

What would you do when you are eighteen? In Malaysia, the majority would go furthering their tertiary education. However, without good grades in public exam, there is no way they can enter the universities. Even the top scorers will have difficulties to enter the university of their choice owing to huge competition. In some tragic cases; the children in some advancing countries (a.k.a Third World countries) which always engage in wars do not have chance to get high education. Thus, they continue to live in poverty. In Malaysia, an advancing country, there is no war, no natural disaster but there is a group of fortunate people . They get full supports from government to further their studies. I am one of them. I always bear in mind that: "Don't ask what a country can do for you; ask what you can do for your country."