Just need a languages switcher

Finally, I have reached the end of this semester. This is the 13th week, the last one, so the exams will come in the following month. Quite happy for that, as I guess this semester is the most busies one I have ever, and I know I can survive it in this new system.
So today I try to squeeze a bit of time to play basketball, my most favourite sport, with my friends with multi-culture background. Actually, both of them are from Malaysia. I found that it is very easy to find someone to speak Chinese if I am sick of speaking English all the time. The interesting thing about the Chinese from Malaysia is that they can speak various languages, including Hokkien, Cantonese and Haga, these major dialects from China. So it is no a problem to speak any languages I want with them at all. When I just like to speak English, just need to switch to English. If feeling tired of it, just need to switch back to Mandarin, even back to Hokkien (Fujian), where I am from. This is a really great relief for any homesick symptoms, during which I need to share some common senses with others.
I totally agree Australia is a multi-culture country. It always send welcome signals to the people here from around the world, no matter how different they are. It provides a really friendly environment to the people. This is the point I love this country the most. I gradually have a sense that Australia is not only a country, but also a world.

Mourning on shuttle bus

Every day when I have class, taking 15 minutes waling to bus stop, and take another 20 minutes to another campus for my classes. Actually, it is not too bad to do this, even it's very time consuming, I think of it as a good way to do exercises while rushing between the places I live and study. This is a way in which I like to think. I always like to think of things in different ways. When some unfortunate things happen, I like to what kind of positive result it would bring with.
These days, the shuttle bus seems to be a bit different from the past, when it is dominated by Chinese in terms of voice. Yes, I hardly can hear someone speaking Chinese in loud version, and I realised that people from other countries also love to talk on bus. And I am really moved by the silence made by Chinese students, as I finally know I share a same faith, a same believe with them. That's very encouraged. It reflects what ordinary Chinese students' believe and that we are just a bit naive about ourselves until a catastrophe strike that awake our thoughts.
I really hope the mourning can really help us growth rather than just let us to be silent for a while on the shuttle bus.