OK you guys out there must be wondering like why the weird title today. Those who aren't in my lit lecture, here's the story: Our lit teacher offered a highly interesting new perspective we could adopt for Jane Eyre, which is the sexual one. In other words, the Red Room incident may be regarded as Jane going through menstruation and becoming a woman while John Reed whacking her may be considered losing her virginity. Ok personally I feel it's all bollocks, but it's all right, new perspectives are always welcome. Then there was something about how men in the past were afraid of women, as shown by how witches ride the broom which is actually a phaelic symbol, thus meaning they are able to control male authority.
Ok so like let's look deep into this metaphor like a good lit student. Since witches ride on brooms which = phaelic symbol, then Harry Potter who rides on brooms = phaelic symbol be gay?? Ok so from here we can uncover more dirt, cos like if Harry is gay, then maybe Ron is his boyfriend too, since in the Order of The Phoenix Ron begins to ride the broom=phaelic symbol as well! So the whole liking Cho Chang on Harry's part and Hermione on Ron's part is just a facade to hide their homoxuality! This is a whole new discovery!
Hey wait. So since the broom is a phaelic symbol, then wouldn't houswives and cleaners all be sexual maniacs who all hide their perversity under cover as the virtuous Angel of The House? This is clearly a world of deception, where women and cleaners hide their immense and overflowing sexual desires and only allow themselves to indulge in sweeping the floor for that sensational ten minutes daily.
Wait this is getting more and more exciting and we unveil the dark secrets of the world! Through lit we understand that many parts of the world used to adopt a patriachal society. This is, however, no longer true, it seems. HOWEVER! If the broom may be used as a phaelic symbol, then wouldn't all of us living in condos or HDBs be living in a phaelic symbol itself?? Then isn't this a representation of a patrichal society, since most of us live in this high-rised, phaelic, apartments??
What is the world coming to?!
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Thanksgiving
Reading Xunyu's post (pointed out by a friend of mine) reminded me of how we must remember to give thanks to all our beloved friends around us always. So this blog entry will be dedicated to the people whom I love so dearly.
1. My family.
They (maybe not so much my brother, but oh well) have always given me support throughout my 17 years, even when I seem like I have no hope whatsoever. They never insist, but always advise, and the little things they say always mean a lot to me. Without them, I'd probably won't be anything I am today.
2. F5.
Although I have only known them for 2+ years (for Queen Bea and Natface 4, Esther 3, Elaine 2), we clicked immediately from the very first day of school. I did need some time to work some things out with Esther cos we're very different people, but we're confidantes now, and I can say we tell each other almost everything, if not everything. They have been my main source of comfort ever since I have joined HC, and no matter how irritated I am with the school, I know I always have them to fall back on. This spurs me on, and with their encouragement, I find my strength in continuing.
To Esther, I must say thank you for all the rubbish you have put up of from me, and I feel our friendship will never end even as we choose different paths in life. To Elaine, thank you for being the glue, holding us and pulling us back when we get too caught up with our own lives, and to remind us once in a while that we still have each other. To Bea, just for giving me solid advice and being the motherly figure in our presence, for making me laugh everyday I spend with you. To nat, for being the idiot and clown that no one can resist loving, even as you are dumber than everyone thinks (HAHA!). I love you guys!!]
3. Mrs Nat Lim, Ms Bong, Mrs Goh, Mrs Chen.
These four teachers are so close to us (F5) that other people might not believe it when we say that they actually attend our birthday parties, listen to our nonsense, and allow us to visit them and have meals at their places.
I feel especially indebted to Mrs. Lim, for without her I would not be the Hon Jing Yi everyone knows today. She was definitely more than a teacher to me, more like a good friend, even a mother, though she's too young. She puts up with my rubbish, and lets her hair loose whenever she's with us. She's one of the people I miss most after leaving MGS.
To Mrs Chen, just for being the nice bubbly teacher who's also like a friend to me. I was SUPER scared of her as her History student in Sec 1, but a trip to Japan with her in Sec 3 proved that she was such a great person to be with! Love to have her around always.
To Mrs Goh, for being the mother figure. Always very motherly, like a mother hen looking out for all her chicks. an INCREDIBLY nice person too always offers me rides (which i am thick skinned enough to accept) home though it's rather out of the way for her.
To Ms Bong, for without her I would not love lit as much as I do today. Lit was my favourite subject because of her, and her passion towards the subject. As my prefect mistress she was fair, understanding but strict. A wonderful and playful person (under cover) whom everyone loves despite being the disciplinarian of the school.
4. Class of 2004
I spent my happiest of the 17 years in 2004, even though it was a year of 'suffering' towards the end of the year (since we were all rushing and cramming for Os). We had incredibly strong school spirit, even though people may be differ in train of thought, which allowed me to look forward to going to school every single day of my life. People who made an impact on my life include Clarissa Poh (idiot under the cover of a genius who always helped me in math), Ng Meixi (I LOVE this girl she was truly an asset to MG who instilled school spirit and pride in MG), Joyce (who was always behind us giving us support), Juang (who always made lessons more interesting by giving weird answers), Dell and Liz (who talked crap to me, and who are members of the Thunder Thighs Gang though none of us I must say really, truly fit the bill), Suz and Thia (for making my life more colourful, Suz with her bets and Thia for being my fellow hobbit). Of course there are many others, but these are the truly important people I feel if without them, I'd probably not feel as deep an attachment to MG.
Ok this list is too long I must continue tomorrow (must study for zuowen now). Goodnight!
1. My family.
They (maybe not so much my brother, but oh well) have always given me support throughout my 17 years, even when I seem like I have no hope whatsoever. They never insist, but always advise, and the little things they say always mean a lot to me. Without them, I'd probably won't be anything I am today.
2. F5.
Although I have only known them for 2+ years (for Queen Bea and Natface 4, Esther 3, Elaine 2), we clicked immediately from the very first day of school. I did need some time to work some things out with Esther cos we're very different people, but we're confidantes now, and I can say we tell each other almost everything, if not everything. They have been my main source of comfort ever since I have joined HC, and no matter how irritated I am with the school, I know I always have them to fall back on. This spurs me on, and with their encouragement, I find my strength in continuing.
To Esther, I must say thank you for all the rubbish you have put up of from me, and I feel our friendship will never end even as we choose different paths in life. To Elaine, thank you for being the glue, holding us and pulling us back when we get too caught up with our own lives, and to remind us once in a while that we still have each other. To Bea, just for giving me solid advice and being the motherly figure in our presence, for making me laugh everyday I spend with you. To nat, for being the idiot and clown that no one can resist loving, even as you are dumber than everyone thinks (HAHA!). I love you guys!!]
3. Mrs Nat Lim, Ms Bong, Mrs Goh, Mrs Chen.
These four teachers are so close to us (F5) that other people might not believe it when we say that they actually attend our birthday parties, listen to our nonsense, and allow us to visit them and have meals at their places.
I feel especially indebted to Mrs. Lim, for without her I would not be the Hon Jing Yi everyone knows today. She was definitely more than a teacher to me, more like a good friend, even a mother, though she's too young. She puts up with my rubbish, and lets her hair loose whenever she's with us. She's one of the people I miss most after leaving MGS.
To Mrs Chen, just for being the nice bubbly teacher who's also like a friend to me. I was SUPER scared of her as her History student in Sec 1, but a trip to Japan with her in Sec 3 proved that she was such a great person to be with! Love to have her around always.
To Mrs Goh, for being the mother figure. Always very motherly, like a mother hen looking out for all her chicks. an INCREDIBLY nice person too always offers me rides (which i am thick skinned enough to accept) home though it's rather out of the way for her.
To Ms Bong, for without her I would not love lit as much as I do today. Lit was my favourite subject because of her, and her passion towards the subject. As my prefect mistress she was fair, understanding but strict. A wonderful and playful person (under cover) whom everyone loves despite being the disciplinarian of the school.
4. Class of 2004
I spent my happiest of the 17 years in 2004, even though it was a year of 'suffering' towards the end of the year (since we were all rushing and cramming for Os). We had incredibly strong school spirit, even though people may be differ in train of thought, which allowed me to look forward to going to school every single day of my life. People who made an impact on my life include Clarissa Poh (idiot under the cover of a genius who always helped me in math), Ng Meixi (I LOVE this girl she was truly an asset to MG who instilled school spirit and pride in MG), Joyce (who was always behind us giving us support), Juang (who always made lessons more interesting by giving weird answers), Dell and Liz (who talked crap to me, and who are members of the Thunder Thighs Gang though none of us I must say really, truly fit the bill), Suz and Thia (for making my life more colourful, Suz with her bets and Thia for being my fellow hobbit). Of course there are many others, but these are the truly important people I feel if without them, I'd probably not feel as deep an attachment to MG.
Ok this list is too long I must continue tomorrow (must study for zuowen now). Goodnight!
Thursday, April 21, 2005
STOP DISCRIMINATION OF THE VERTICALLY CHALLENGED PART II
OK too many upsetting and disappointing events happening recently. Will enter a crap entry today!
Let's recap about what I have said so far about not being as-tall-as-people-think-i-should-be.
1. I can't be a prison warden.
2. I can't be Miss Singapore.
So I'll continue today.
3. We are fated to die young. All sorts of medicine's labelled with 'Keep Our of Reach of Children', which means to put it somewhere high or out of reach for little kids who might have the incentive to pop some of 'em. So, to protect these little furballs, we're like putting our own lives at GREAT RISK! What happens if we get a heart attack and are in desperate of the pills that have been put high up on the shelf we can't reach?! What if we get an asthma attack and have to wriggle helplessly on the floor as we stare our source of life on the mantlepiece?! UNFAIR!
4. Being not-as-tall-as-people-think-you-should-be is also TERRIBLE on buses and MRTs (or the subway/train if you're not local). It's an absolute torture for people like me when there are no seats left and we have to grab a pole or those handle things to maintain our balance. BUT! What happens when YOU grab onto the handle? YOUR armpits are lifted into the air! So what happens to ME? Somehow my eye level is always at such that the armpits are facing my face directly. And what is near my eyes? YES! My nose!!!! So yes there you go. And I am totally not fooling around with this. I can always tell you what is hygenic (and shaves) and who isn't. There was once such a bad smell wafted over I wanted to vomit so I walked as quickly as I could to the other end of the train. Just my luck I must say. So yes, at my height, you definitely get to smell more body odour. Not my cup of tea. Not my scent either.
Ok my homework beckons need to go now! Will continue in future.
Let's recap about what I have said so far about not being as-tall-as-people-think-i-should-be.
1. I can't be a prison warden.
2. I can't be Miss Singapore.
So I'll continue today.
3. We are fated to die young. All sorts of medicine's labelled with 'Keep Our of Reach of Children', which means to put it somewhere high or out of reach for little kids who might have the incentive to pop some of 'em. So, to protect these little furballs, we're like putting our own lives at GREAT RISK! What happens if we get a heart attack and are in desperate of the pills that have been put high up on the shelf we can't reach?! What if we get an asthma attack and have to wriggle helplessly on the floor as we stare our source of life on the mantlepiece?! UNFAIR!
4. Being not-as-tall-as-people-think-you-should-be is also TERRIBLE on buses and MRTs (or the subway/train if you're not local). It's an absolute torture for people like me when there are no seats left and we have to grab a pole or those handle things to maintain our balance. BUT! What happens when YOU grab onto the handle? YOUR armpits are lifted into the air! So what happens to ME? Somehow my eye level is always at such that the armpits are facing my face directly. And what is near my eyes? YES! My nose!!!! So yes there you go. And I am totally not fooling around with this. I can always tell you what is hygenic (and shaves) and who isn't. There was once such a bad smell wafted over I wanted to vomit so I walked as quickly as I could to the other end of the train. Just my luck I must say. So yes, at my height, you definitely get to smell more body odour. Not my cup of tea. Not my scent either.
Ok my homework beckons need to go now! Will continue in future.
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