Time passes quite fast in this tropic country. It’s been two years since I first came to this small island. I can still remmeber the first day, June 9, 2003. Parents’ money, and their hope, were all I had at that time.

Two years’ time made me change a lot. But like Keane’s song, “Everybody’s changing”, isn’t it?

In the first week I thought it so expensive to buy a bottle of S$ 1 mineral mater. One year later I would spend S$ 140 for a pair of Levi’s trousers.

In 2003 I knew little about sex, and had no idea what lesbian really meant. Now I’m very open and find myself have a tendency to be a les.

My English was not so good back then. I always got nervous when I talked with people in English. I can’t say I’m a good English speaker now. But at least I can chat with people in English with confidence, also fluently. My glossary may not be so large as some college students at my age in China, but I believe my ability to communicate with people in English is much better than some of them.

I believed that the Communist Party was great and democracy was well-developed before I went out of China, not until I came abroad, had the chance to hear different voices other than China media, knew many things I would never know before.

During my short stay at college in Nanjing, I got rid of pop songs and started to try a kind of music called “New Age”, found it to be the sounds of nature at that moment.
Then I came to S’pore, with wireless connection at home, I could surf net as often as I wanted to. I began to explore another style of music: ROCK. Passion, anger, conciliation… Rock meant a lot to me. Brit-pop, gothic, trip-hop, trace… A whole new world was shown in front of me.

I started to blog last year, discovering a number of brand new things: RSS, flickr, gmail, firefox, wordpress, del bookmark…

Babbling in forums, I made lots of friends with the same interests, which I could hardly find in real life.

Singapore is not so good as I imagined when I was in China. But I don’t regret to come here. Actually there’s no use to regret for things have already been done.
I don’t regret because I explored a new world myself, experienced many things which I would never haven the the chance to try if I was in China.