When I look at JetPhotos and see people posting a photo of a special livery of Alaska Airlines, it reminds me of the very beginning when I started being so interested in aviation. The photo just gave me a special feeling. The lighting is so different from what I have seen in Hong Kong. The photo is so clear. It feels like the air in the Western world is so fresh, so good, and the world is so big.

That makes me want to explore the world of aviation, as if it is the only way for me to connect to the world—what we call broadening the horizon. It’s been more than 15 years. That passion has gone up and down, being hit so hard by reality.

I am jealous of people who can be pilots. But I know my interest is so niche, and I don’t actually like flying. That’s so weird. I may actually not even be very interested in fixing an aircraft. I just enjoy taking pictures of them, knowing different types of them, and telling the subtle differences between each of them.

Sometimes I just feel my hobby is so inferior compared to people who have bigger roles in the industry, while I just don’t know what I am doing day to day, though still floating in the industry. But this photo just reminds me of that old feeling—nothing deep, nothing too complicated—just the excitement and eagerness to know about the other side of the world, as if I am literally able to connect to the world, at least for a moment.

It’s too hard to share the same feeling with others. After all, I realize it may be my condition that makes me have that special restricted interest.

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 Benefits:
1.Be a pilot finally
2.Otherwise,useful for an aviation engineer
3.Show my passion
4.Propel me to work hard on mech.eng.
5.Test my patience and durability
6.Establish an interperaonal relationship with aviation enthusiasts

Harm:

None!!!!!!!!
 

Time passes by really fast.
THe summer holiday will soon end.
I can only conclude that the time is actually wasted in those useless supp lessons.
Especially phy and chem.
It's quite funny I think of love and girls every 1-2 months.
Every time i think of them,i'm just depressed and deep-down.
Maybe i keep on looking those untouchable target,causing me to feel  inferior.
That's not a good habit actually.
I will say lovw isn't my first pirority but sometimes i just can't control my mind
It's as if it is a special kind of menstruation.Haha~
Periodic ,I mean.
I can say i have some target but what u can seee is just the mist and fog.
NO HOPE.
They are pretty,nice and suitable for me.
Nonetheless,they just suit everyone.Ha.
Those are so-called incredibly pretty girl.
So u can see they've already been the others'.
Even they aren't,I'm just too weak to compete and pursue.
Hope my allegy can soon be recovered.
What a untouchable dream.

Well,well and well.
That is all Hong Kong students saying.
Even I get this trap.
As a Form 6 student,I am supposed to show high English proficiency.
Absolutely,I do quite good in academics.
Nevertheless,what I've learnt in 17 years is just useless when I'm talking with a foreigner.
That is soooo ironic.
Definitelt, i want to improve my English but how?
It's extremely difficult,if not impossible,to learn English In such poor environment.
SO how?
That's the government's fault~
I hope I can get through it soon

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To:[email protected]
From:[email protected]

Dear Principal,

I am writing to express my opinion on whether detention is a suitable form of punishment. After a person commits crime, suitable punishment will be given to one. Not only as a payback to the criminal, punishment can allow one to understand the severity of one’s fault. It is somehow a way for criminal to have a thorough evaluation. In my opinion, detention can neither act as a payback to the student nor an opportunity of evaluation.

Detention is a traditional punishment introduced in schools. Students are forced to stay after school if they behave badly. Seemingly, detention can provide a time period for the student to evaluate what one had done before. Nevertheless, students seldom make use of that time period to have an entire introspection. Instead, students choose to sleep ,chat with the classmates and even daydream during detention period. Obviously, detention turns out to be a paper tiger without teeth. Never can detention be an effective way to punish the students. The students staying in the detention class are punished on the surface. Those students may not understand their faults. This is totally distorting the root purpose of punishment.

Worse still, a wrong signal will be sent to the other students such that they suppose they can keep on behaving badly if only they present in the detention class. In spite of the effort on educating the significance of morality, the inappropriate punishment method still cannot alter the misconception of students. Theoretically, this will foster the unhealthy trend of behaving badly in the school and eventually lead to a vicious circle.Due to the negative implication of detention, it should not be adopted as a suitable form of punishment.

Apart from detention, suitable form of punishment refers to the punishment depending on what the type of misbehaviour is as well as what the student’s personality is. It is high time the school replaced detention with the alternative forms of punishment. I sincerely hope that the school can understand the drawbacks of detention and take action immediately in order to prevent the student from being astray.

Yours faithfully,
Chris Wong

The newspaper article about some parents who would like to teach their children at home instead of sending them to school.

Dear Editor,

I am writing to respond to the newspaper article about some parents who would like to teach their children at home instead of sending them to school.

In the late 90s, the Asian Financial crisis adversely affected the nations and regions in Asia. As an international financial centre, Hong Kong was not immune to the crisis .Due to the recession, many parents could no afford to pay the huge education fees for their children. Thus, a new idea of teaching their children at home came up. It is sensible that teaching the children at home can save numerous compulsory charges. However, this measure will absolutely affect the the future of the new generation.

To begin with, parents cannot provide a comprehensive education to the children. Nowadays, a student in primary school is required to study more than five subjects , including Chinese , English ,Mathematics and General Studies. After the primary school life, student is required to study more than ten subjects. Obviously ,it is extremely difficult ,if not impossible, for the parents to prepare a perfect set of teaching materials. Seemingly, not sending the children to school could help reduce the financial burden. Nevertheless, the parents are required to pay much more time and money to prepare the materials. It in turn costs more than paying the school fees.

What is more, the children cannot achieve effective education. Furthermore ,the education provided by parents is not qualified by government, university and other business company. Practically, there are public examinations in Hong Kong, including HKCEE, HKALE. Moreover, the new system of education was introduced recently. It is not an accessible way for the parents to follow the new system. Definitely , the schools in Hong Kong are doing well in the connection to the new public examination ,HKDSE. Besides the commercial company and governmental department will generally check that whether the employees had achieve traditional education. In other words, the children who only studied at home ,will find difficulties in seeking jobs int hose departments and companies.

Last but not least, the children study at home cannot learn the communication skills. In school life, it is inevitable for the students to talk and communicate with the schoolmates. Through chatting and co-operation with schoolmates, student can utterly understand the significance of team sprit and communication skills. Nonetheless, children studying at home can only chat with few people. Hence, they can know mre about the others with different personalities. It is no doubt that the social circle of children will be constrained by their parents’ stubbornness.

Critics may say ,hypothetically ,parents can save more moneys to purchase other supplementary exercise for their children .or provide more time for children to participate in extracurricular activities. Nevertheless, there is nothing more important than the future of the children .If the parents deprived the children’s right of achieving education at school ,they might never learn to be independent. When the children lack those practical knowledge and skills, it is impossible for them to cope with the real life.

All in all, children will not achieve qualified education if they only study at home with parents .In the future, they might not easily find jobs. In addition, they might lose their opportunities to widen their social circle. . Additionally, not sending the children is illegal. Thus, I sincerely hope that all of the parents can take the future of their children into a consideration. and keep on supporting the children to study at school.

Yours faithfully,

Chris Wong 

Another rainy day,
The crying sky is a horrible abyss.
Everybody on the street lowers their head.
Everybody is seeking their dreams.
What do the find finally?
The results are always undesirable.
But who can control.
In this life,everything we seek,everything we can't control.
Just like today sky,perhaps somebody in somewhere is waiting for the sun,
the rain still came.
Look at the abyss,I can see the sorrow.
Days pass,minutes pass,second pass,
I suppose to be ok,I am supposed to be ok.
As I said ,nothing in this world can be controlled .
Especially feelings.
That's why I am still..
Simply to say I can never be what I am supposed to be.
Otherwise,why I will still be so...?
Why I cannot get over?Why I still feel distressed.
I can think of any reason why I should be such a silly boy to sit here and writing for nothing
That's crazy?
I don't think i should be like this.
Never.
Hopefully,everybody can get what they're seeking for.
Hopefully they will not be trapped like me.

Love is one big illusion,I should try to forget.
A lyrics from That's why you go away.
I've heard this song for so long.
And I think I understand the lyrics totally.
But now,I think I 'm faked by myself again.
Why don't I forget it and keep thinking it?
What a fool.
Now,you know the result right?
Maybe I'm always worse than the others.
 

It's really tricky...
Why do this feelings come back?
After my last love experience ,I've never thought about love.
But why it comes back?
I can't control my feeling when I'm studying.
I'm always thinking about it..
When she's around,I feel ok.
When she's apart,I can't stand...
Why so serious?
I know I shouldn't think anymore..
But why ?
Why the emptiness comes back so soon?
Alas...
If I can choose,I wanna stop it.
I have no choice...
I can do nothing but thinking of you...
You know?
ALas...Again...
I understand it will hinder my future...
But I feel I don't have more energy to face the disgusting quizzes.
When I'm lonely,I wanna find somebody to talk with me.
I know it's childlike to ask....
Nobody can withstand the steep road themselves.
Alas.....
Can you come to me?
Cn anyone can support me.
I feel doomed you know?
Miss u.
Who?
The one I wanna find...
Alas....
I have so many things I wanna to do with u...
I wanna wait the sunrise from the darkest night...
Babe,count how many stars there are...
I wanna lie on the beach and look up the fasinating sky..
Wish the god can let us walk to the end of life together...
Pray for our love...

Feeling is just feeling..
Dream is only a dream.
Can I find you finally?
But I know she's back again...

Loving somebody is very easy?
I don't think so.
Many things I need to concern.
At least,my personality...
Do you know how difficult it is for a pessimist to overcome his inferiority?
I don't think it will be easy.
For a optimist,it maybe certainly easy.
But for me,never....
Somebody told me that I'm not serious this time.
What's the conclusion?
Perhaps not everyone can understand a person who are always hurt by his former girlfriend
No one can know what the pain and the feeling of hearing laughters.
Anyway,days will still go on.
You can say I'm so coward,but I understand my feeling.
I know what I'm doing and no need to listen to the others'  unknown opinion.
Well,try my best and bring her home.
It's steep but I must do it as i feel I cannot withdraw from love.

After a relaxing weekend,
it's time to go back to the reality.
7 subjects and 8 lessons a day.
I understand HKCEE is very significant to me, it even affect my future.
However,I don't want to sink in exam anymore.
Why can't I choose Flying as my only subject?
I don't know I should toleratethe disgusting biologyand chemistry.
It's really nonsense.
Perhaps dream is really only a dream.
Coz I must come back to this jungle.
Do you think girl can be my medicine?
Can she make me well?
I don't know.
But I don't know why I must be force to be a lone one.
Why couldn't I choose my girl?
It's my right.
It's all because of inferiority.
Sometimes I feel quite contradictory.
Inferority cause me change to be humble ,
as I experienced the worst situation.
I understand the feeling of being  blamed.
Therefore,I try to be a nicer man and treat everyone sincerely even when I am first blamed by the others.
A Chinese principle or saying stated that we shouldn't do the things on the others which you don't to bear too.
It' simple.
Besides,inferiority make me lose all my confidence.
For example,I cannot confidently  look on the one who I'm talking with 
Now,I have no cofident to face any girl directly,especially the pretty one.
I want someone to change me back to a optimist.
But can I have found?
Maybe later.
The only thing is I can;t bear the lonliness anymore.

Love is innocent.
If you find the one you want to be with, will you do any action naturally?
You will if you can.
But circumstance will never allow you to do the thing you want.
When you know that's her,but you have no way to approach.
This situation make me feel helpless.
I don't know how to express as I want love.
The road of HKCEE is really steep and upset.
Do I have another road?
Should I give up?
Piles of questions are waiting for me.
Is it possible that I find someone to support me?
Alas...
May I?

THE DANCE WESTLIFE
Looking Back On The Memory Of
The Dance We Shared 'neath The Stars Above
For A Moment All The World Was Right
How Could I Have Known That You'd Ever Say Goodbye

And Now I'm Glad I Didn't Know
The Way It All Would End, The Way It All Would Go
Our Lives Are Better Left To Chance
I Could Have Missed The Pain
But I'd Have Had To Miss The Dance

Holding You, I Held Everything
For A Moment Wasn't I A King
But If I'd Only Known How The King Would Fall
Hey Who's To Say? You Know I Might Have Changed It All

And Now I'm Glad I Didn't Know
The Way It All Would End The Way It All Would Go
Our Lives Are Better Left To Chance
I Could Have Missed The Pain
But I'd Have Had To Miss The Dance

It's My Life, It's Better Left To Chance
I Could Have Missed The Pain
But I'd Have Had To Miss The Dance

If I can invite you earlier,will you take me?
Actually,I want you so much,you know?
Could I withstand the lone road?
I understand my post.
I'm only the shield.
I know the girl who choose me,
she just treats me as a shield.
A shield protects her from amorous affairs.
Will I be sad about that?
No,since It is my superority.
I still need a real lover.
But not someone who employs me.

In this world,ther is real homework.
When you open the book,nightmare bebomes reality.
If this world was not conjested with homework,iI would love it more.
Everyday,there is only empty space except homework.
After I finished all my homeworks and studies,only emptiness fills my mind,
but who can fill my emptiness in my life.
I hate the feeling of loniness and emptiness.
I f i can choose again,I don't want to  be the victim of love.
I pay all,but I also lost all.
So,What's the meaning of love?
LOVE.L for laughter?
I don't know how to laugh innocently after I lost all to love.
Therefore,I shouldn't try to love anymore,right?
Perhaps I'll neverknow what's love.
Perhaps it isn't my problem.
Perhaps love is really too complicated to everyone.
Although I don't know how to love anymore,I still need love.
A man without love will be doomed
Shold I find love once again?
But where should I find love?
How can the one who has no confidence  try to find love?
I don't think I can make my lover feel safe too.
Al in all,I love to love,but I hate to love.
I was hurt by love.
But if I could turn back the time,I would,as I still always think about you.
FOOOOOOOOOOOL AGAIN.

Anyway,I stll try to struggle for my runway.
So,forget the love,forget the past.
That maybe a good way for me to know myself more.

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