What I've achieved in December

I'm like so totally drained! Just came back from AAS Competition, thought I would do my reflections here. Even though I didn't do relatively well vis-a-vis the other competitors cos I'm still novice, my missing the target face dropped from 10 over to 7 on 1st round and 2 on my 2nd round. Most of all, I didn't even miss the target board which I normally do during trainings! And my scores were like 100 over which was rare during training! I totally dragged my friend to one corner to pray before competition. God really pulled me through this. Most of all, I learn the way of the Archery fraternity and gained experienced. Not just me, but my team too! Yosh!

Then going back a few days was Christmas which I spent time with Arumugamuthuparapap after Christmas service! and despite the split, we are still bonded. Awesome stuff. and then Mark when and post the pictures taken on Facebook and Arumugamuthuparapap totally filled my inbox in a record time of 20 msgs/half an hr! haha... ...

The Archery camp before, I met new friends, bonded with the seniors, saw more bishonens than bishojous, actually just 1 bishonen, and many more, the only learning point was rediscovering definition of the the club motto, "Every Shot Counts." and added confidence. I also learnt that I still have not learnt to control myself from gossiping.

And then before, it was the church camp! But due to the fact that I'm feeling a bit sleepy, I shall continue my long church camp story for another day! Besides, this entry is more for commemorating the fact that I achieved my expectations with God's help at AAS! haha... ... Signing off sleepily... ... ... ... ZzZzZzZz... ... ... ...

'Production' then and now

This was something that I dug out from my diaryland, well, DIARY. I posted in up on diaryland *duh* and I thought I would post it up here now. This poem is the one that I love the most so far. Below is also the description that came with it as I posted it up on my diaryland diary. It will tell u where I'm coming from when I wrote that poem.

I wrote a poem during the principal's rally... ... Haf to admit I wasn't listening much. The bugger is a nice guy, he means well, but he juz talks nonsense sometimes. Anyway, the following will be the poem. Inspired by my geog teacher during a human geog lesson talking about mass production. but the poem didn't formulate in my mind until my lit teacher told my friend and I to try writing a poem keeping closely to the style of Sylvia Plath, the poet whose book of poems 'Ariel' we r doing a close reading on. Be warn, those who r attempting to do her poems, u must know her background to understand how those weird things came out of her. still, she still must be respected and I attempted to delve into her mind and style to write this poem. So this poem is dedicated to my geog and lit teachers and Homage to Sylvia Plath.


Production

This is the factory where
dolls in similiar outfit,
marching in to join in the great
Production.
Now this is exciting!

Everbody has to run in by
half past seven
or else
the masters will get even.
Detention that is would be mention

Sitting in stacks of boxes with two doors
one in front and one at the back
Little dark windows
to let some air in
Lest the dolls get suffocated.

Breathe in Breath out
the dolls melt under the sun
Masters push them
The sun shining it's spiteful rays on them.
Pant, Pant, Pant, Pant.
They long to run out

The noise the noise
hammering down on them.
Words, words, words, words
Squirming through their heads.
Their brains are made bigger.

Then the quality check.
the dolls move throught a torture chamber
compressed by time and space
After that,
the defunct dolls has to go.

Some cry to relieve their pain
of not being able to go thought the next rein.
It's the survival of the fittest.
Only the strong can move on
to the next stage of oblivion

Education

A long and arduous Journey
Like a Pilgrimage
We all have to go through
As students.

Along the way
We learn Subjects
that are important
At least for exams
To get the grades
for our certification.

Yet we do not use them throughout our lives
Like that funny thing called Adverbial.
Adverbial is inconsequential at times,
Yet without them sometimes
The sentence is incomplete
Or not make any sense. Like this.

Likewise
During examinations
If we omit Subjects
We get Objects
Coming after us
like enjambments, line over line, line after line, and it spills on over and over, running after us, over us, it runs on to the next line and after.
Not so nice

After all
We wonder
what examinations
are for
they have Subjects
and attached to it, Objects.
Definitely not Adverbials
What are they?

The destination?
Examination
Does it equal to
Education?

It’s a wonder
my sanity still reminds
Or is it?
after all that trekking up hill
of the horrible Journey.
This makes no sense to me at all!

I really hope this is a learning journey!

SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm in the midst of my exams and I dunno why I'm here on my blog! haha... but then again its friday night! I'm de-stressing by blogging it out! It's ironic that I put my blog title as Maia Chryseis's Bildungsroman, when Bildungsroman truly means a story it which the main character grows up in he process. *that's for lit* I first heard that word when my lecturer was introducing or rather RE-introducing Narratives to us. Since we are in uni, everything we learn though same as before, has to be somewhat different in approach. So we got to learn new terms. Bildungsroman... I like the ring of the word... So anyway, Speaking of Narrative module was cool. The headaches and morale crushers are the english papers! GRAMMAR TOTALLY MESSED ME UP! And Linguistics was like regurgitation of what we learnt! and I thought it was about application! okok I did the last years papers. BUT. It didn't occur to me the extend of vomit-on-paper I had to do until I reached end of the paper. *bangs head against the wall* BAH!

Introducion to the Study of Language. Then... Speaking of Narrative. Then... Exploring the Grammar of English. All back to back 3 days straight in the mornings. and I've got sore eyes! haha... Oh my... and I got insomnia *I sleep late but can't help waking up at 5 or so* it's a wonder my sanity is still intact! or is it?... ... Oh well, whatever the matter, there's still 1 more paper. SURVEY OF BRITISH LITERATURE I!!!! All the Middle English and stuff! ~>.<~

OK Mildred! u can do it! Like what the title of the entry suggests... I really do hope I learnt something!

On a lighter note, My cousin-in-laws, one on my mum's side and one on my dad's side, just gave birth recently. 2 lovelys born into this world! Welcome to the stage of fools! Welcome to Insanity! Delirium awaits u! ok, just kidding... ... hehe... ... I love children, that y I wanna be a teacher! *peace* (I must remind myself y the hell I'm in NIE!)

Feeling loved... The Unforgettable Birthday Experience!

I feel loved! Thank you my friends for giving me such a nice a wonderful b-day experience.

1st was on 23 oct with my NIE lit class. Thank you Piggy(Adeline), Bunny(Melody), Kitty(Bernice), Froggy(Jonathan) and Goaty(Elson) for organising the Fish & Co outing. Thank you Azizah, Charmaine, Izzan and Yin Wei for coming along. :) Nvm the fact they made me stand on the chair during the birthday song, I loved the food! Glutton me! SNAKEY SENDS OUT HER LOVE.(to Sam too for the nice Birthday card!) Happy Halloween cum Birthday, SAM the Halloween gal!

2nd was 24th oct on the day of my b-day itself, Kai Jian coming down to NIE campus to help me celebrate my birthday on the day itself! and the nicest thing was that Huda was the one who coordinated with him! Thanks alot sensei and Huda!!

3rd was with my SRJC friends on 25th oct: Celebrating not just mine but Kai's birthday as well. I dun care what present was given to me, I care most about the company! *GROUP HUG* Steffy, Clare-sama, Fairy Rui Min, Lydia-sama/ Shi Mu(sensei's wife)... Angel. Thank you Kitty Tim and David Denise for organising it! Well done David and Kai! u 2 were sporting! haha! Mind's cafe(does matter which branch it is) is filled up in my mind as THE Hang Out Place for us!

and last but not least... 1 nov... After my dreaded Music theory exam... Outing with MOO AND LIZZAY(BIRD)! My childhood buddies! okok... To make myself look less out here... From a cow, a bird and a human becomes A Cow, A Bird and A Rat(although I would very much like a Snake). Why u maybe wondering a rat? Longstory dating back to the times in Primary school Sunday School... No thanks to Uncle Bernard making fun of our names as forfeit when we couldn't get the number right in the game of 7-up... I kept losing...So I leave it up to the readers' imagination to figure out what became of my name. What does a Cow produce? and wat was the animal mentioned above to refer to me? hehe... sad childhood for me... Anyway, nice jap restaurant and nice desserts(oh mudpie... drools) at NYDC. Though we didn't cam whore too much, cos it was night time, I still had a wonderful time! *hugs* Many bad things might have happened to me over the week (last week of oct), I dare say that it was the thought of enjoying this outing with Bird and Moo that kept me going for the week.

On the side line... Other than me, for the birthdays IN THE MONTH OF OCT, according to chronological order, there's Clive(JC Schoolmate), Hillary(Sec1-2 classmate), my granny, Jeanie(P1-P3 classmate)Izzan, Kai Jian, Wen Xin(Sec1-2 classmate), my second brother and Samantha. Happy Birthday DuDes!

I thank God for such wonderful friends around me! Snakey/ Mil-Chan/ Milk-Rat sends her love to all these people who made her life more enjoyable and fulfilling, & for giving her The Unforgettable Birthday Experience!

Blood and Greed

Cover up the putrefaction,
And stop the overflowing wounds, from which blood runs over excessively.
Red is the colour of our blood,
Warm as it is supposed to be.
Red is the colour of our blood,
Bonds of love it represents.
Red is the colour of our blood,
Kinship and ties it represents.
Kinship and ties it represents. Kinship and ties it is
Supposed to represent.
Kinship and ties it represents
No more.
Wars. Fights. Hurt. Death. Wounds. Seperation.
And what not.
Red is the colour of our blood.
Red is the colour of our blood.
No more warmth, bonds, kinship, and ties.
The same blood which runs in us
is now the thing that I despise.
My heart. It bleeds from the sorrow
Of the hurt, and agony
Man inflict upon another
Just for the sake of
Property
and
Money
Greed has overtaken them all.
My heart bleeds for the downfall of
Mankind.
The word itself becoming an irony.
Cover up the putrefaction,
And stop the over flowing wounds, from which blood runs over excessively.
Red is the colour of our blood,
Warm as it is supposed to be.
Red is the colour of our blood,
Bonds of love it represents.
Red is the colour of our blood,
Kin
ship and ties it represents.
Kin
ship and
ties it represents. Kin ship and ties it is
Supposed
to represent.
Kin
ship and
ties it represents
No more.

I dunno which is worse, irresponsible people in a project group or greediness over money.

I think I need a therapy pretty soon... So many things have happened recently and I dunno where to start from... ... Before I start my ranting, I have to count my blessings and thank God for the good things in my life, so that I will remember to thank God amidst the mess in my life.

My uni life is filled with good and bad things, I thank God for the new friends I have made in uni most importantly. Especially with the fact that my friend found NIE Christian Fellowship and now I have friends there that I can hold accountable too I guide me along with my life and for younglings like my roomie and I, being with the elder and more mature people both in mentality and spiritually, I truly thank God for guiding me. Also, in hall, I'm happy to find a few people who are Christians and one of them, Zhong Yi,(I must mention this) Student Union Pageant king, is a very devoted Christian and decided to initiate a night time prayer meeting every Monday night. Though I must say I felt quite weird that he wanted to hold it in my room, as I thought about it, it was better; I can imagine the messiness of a boy's room and most importantly, I would feel even more weird in a boy's room. haha... Then comes CCA, I got into the NTU Archery School Team and just recently, after an interview that I was unsure and not confident of, I got into the main comm. I got wat I wanted, the Publications Officer post. On top of it, I met many friends in archery, more like-minded anime fans! and I found a fellow cosplayer! Plus another wannabe cosplayer! haha... ...

Now to the drama which most are anticipating. I'm super pissed at some people as mentioned about last post. Now compare this to wat I'm about to tell u. My relatives r fighting over property. Now that's some drama that I thought would only exist on the tv drama serial. When I came home from school just now, thinking about how I would survive piano lesson the next day, I got a rude shock from my mum...
she told me that my relatives are fighting with my dad over property. For a moment, I thought I just thought I heard something fresh out of a lousy Channel 8 drama serial. Not that all the drama's on Channel 8 is lousy, but some is really too cliche or just plain lousy. So anyway, i was telling my dad, I have a pair of hands, a pair of legs, I'm in NIE now, and will soon become a teacher and I have my own brains. I dun need that money. In fact, we never needed that money. My dad is capable of us supporting as since we were young anyway. God has always blessed our family in one way or another, and my dad acknowledges that fact. The money is becoming dirty. I dun wanna be associated to such a dirty thing... It makes me sick how people can fight with another family member over money. It's infantile and it makes me nauseous. My siblings talked about it before, we foresaw this scenario and we were praying to God that we would never haf to deal with such a thing. I guess I would rather donate the money to charity. If those relatives really want that money so badly, here take it, it's dirtied by ur hands and deeds already. Take it away from my sight. It disgusts me more than the people who have pissed me over the past 18 and come 24th October, 19 years of my insignificant life. I pray that I would forgive my relatives for being as such. I am peeved most at the fact that I was close to them when i was younger. Wat happened then? Was it all an act? Wat in the world or beyond could cos them to turn so ugly in the face of money? Why have all the aunties and uncle that I respected since young turn to become someone whose actions now disgusts me? God please help them find peace in their hearts. They need it more than me... I guess. I pray that all will find the peace in God.

My hair is lessening... ...

Just a few moments ago, my dad asked me wat I was doing. I told him I'm trying to rush up my assignment and stay wake at the same time.He replied that I should tie my hair up to the ceiling. I was like no thanks dad my hair is already falling off from all the stress I'm accumulating. *I'll leave it to ur imagination if it was me pulling my hair due to stress or if it was because my hair is really dropping due to the stress*

I WANNA COMPLAIN!
Some people are just tooooo much! I mean it's like dude! u r part of the project aren't u, if u had something to say previously please say it before it is finalise. That's 1. 2, dude, You r not even bothering to expand or improvise on the part YOU are presenting! 3, comon dude, u meant to say to didn't really collect info and data right, that's y u can't come up with the referencing and bibliography for me to put up on slides. 4, Oh perrleese sweetie! Da world dun revolve around u n ur whims. I stayed up all the way to 4 to do the presentation slides for my other group despite my gastric, bad cough and drowsiness from medicine. I got complain, but did I inconvenience anybody? Did I contribute? 5, Oh DUDE! U have done it this time! Nice one! U didn't turn up for meetings and u didn't even tell us! and u insisted that u wanted that timing! That was really a nice one... Somebody was waiting for u for 2 hrs, called u and smsed u. But u didn't reply sms, call back or contact any of us. U would also last min say that u r not free to come for meetings! Nice one!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5... etc... If I continue, I could go now forever, but I decided to not be a lil' B**** and just stop there. Disclaimer here, the 'YOU' in here is not just 1 person, it is a compilation of irresponsible people that I know into one character for purposes that will ensure that people dun try to go find out who the person(s) are unless the characteristic is really prominent. *or maybe it's for my own literary purposes...* Oh well, I dun understand how people can dun care about their project work at all. I mean it's like that topic is urs, ur parts it's ur slide, ur marks... but u r not only not bothering, u r dragging all of our marks down with u cos u didn't give ur own input and that makes the presentation looks horrible. okok... I shouldn't be too judgemental, I admit that I was such an a** to make such a big deal out of the fact that u look like u got nothing to do or did nothing and I'm doing all the slides/report. If I'm such as ass, trying to do so much things, hands up anyone who would like to share my burden or even better swap places with me.

I must acknowledge the effort of a few people here. *can't say names either for fear of connection. SORRY!* Thanks for being responsible and trying to care for not just ur own marks but my health. u have my sincere gratitude. Without u people, I would have already fainted.I really mean it, I nearly fainted today. Back to back, oh no wait, overlapping timeslots, no wait, similiar timeslots for 2 project-based modules. I nearly fainted from hunger and stress... i really could think during the meetings, especially the 2 meeting. My 3rd meeting didn't materialise. So my 4th meeting considered as my 3rd meeting. I would also like the thank those people who have been listening to my rants. THANKS FOR UR KINDNESS AND UNDERSTANDING!

I would like to end of with morals of the story:
- I SHOULD HAVE JUST GONE WITH MY FRIEND AND ARCHERY SENIOR TO THE GYM.
- At the very least, I know I have done my best, so if there's anything wrong, I know it isn't my fault.
- I must always thank the people who have been there for me.*listening to my rants*
- I know that at the end of all this, I'm a stronger person.

My roomie has a line of lyrics as her messenger personnel message. It's the song 'Stronger' by Kenya West. "That that that don't kill me, can only make me stronger."
I was thinking of that Britney Spears song 'Stronger' and Christina's 'Fighter' also.

B**** Time is now over.

A spoonful of Sugar makes the Medicine go down!

Personally, I feel that there is a time to play and there is a time to work but I would not always be motivated to work when I’m down. Students do know how to study by themselves, however, they most need to get motivated and get into the mood. I’m guilty of such a mentality myself before. It wasn’t until I rediscover my childhood by watching ‘Mary Poppins’ that I remember to put the ‘play and fun in the work’ (a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine goes down). I find this the best analogy because studying is like medicine, it tastes awful but it makes you better; studying is tedious at first but u will be cured of ignorance and you will feel very satisfied after you have completed it. Studying is always seen as a serious task, hence, to the younger students (this I include secondary students), gets turned off when they hear the word ‘studying’. The worst case scenario would be forcing the students to go for constant remedial lessons when they are already tired and the remedial lessons are just the same as normal class lessons. Instead getting the results from them, we will end up getting poorer results from them as they have lost their motivation to study. Hence we must put the fun into studying if not the students will lose interest in learning altogether.

In my opinion, making the students sing nursery rhymes in class is part of fun. I loved it as a child, so do my friends. In Secondary school or even in Junior College, I was lucky to have some teachers who would try to make lessons fun and they would be my inspiration for this discussion. During geography, occasionally my teachers would show us breath-taking documentary films. My classmates and I have agreed that we tend to remember what is said in the documentary, even if we watched it once. During literature, my teachers would instead a bit of interesting facts here and there. My lit teachers in JC often make us act out the drama text in modern local context to help us get a better picture of the situation in the text. Also, allowing the students to joke around a bit in class would keep the students interested and awake! My math teacher in sec 2 knows how we hate math and so she will come up with jokes related to math or the likes to liven p the atmosphere and keep us awake in class. Though I must admit that some jokes would be a bit lewd, if it is related to the subject in question, why not? Even if the jokes gets out of hand, that’s when the teacher comes in to guide the situation back on track or even advise them on the consequences of say such out-of-hand jokes; after all mistakes must be made for the lesson to be learnt. So after all this real-life examples, who say we can’t put the fun in learning. After all, the directors of Mary Poppins would not be singing that song if it wasn’t true.

I guess thought I would post my Educational Psychology e-learning essay up here to let my friends know what I wrote. So that they understand what I am talking about in future. I truly mean what I say here by the way... Forgive me for any grammatical mistakes. Just to let you know. It's COPYRIGHT! No plagiarism please. Credits go to Miss Mildred Chew from National Institute of Education 2008. I mean it.

Finally

Finally,
the fair Maiden declares to the West Wind
that she is ready to start afresh.
The only thing she needs from her past are
her friends, and her God.
Her God is her best friend,
her friends were sent by God.
She no longer needs the West Wind,
There wasn't a need for
the Winds in the past,
neither will she need it again.
She has God to lay the path for her,
this path she will walk on.
She is down to earth.
But her heart and soul is in Heaven with God.
She no longer needs the Wanderer
who weaved in and out of her heart.
She is able to walk now,
she doesn't need the Winds.
This is
A Time to Remember.
A Time to Forget.






I know this poem maybe cheesy, but oh well, this is the encapsulation of my thoughts for the moment. I hope I do better next time... ... hehe... ...

No More PONDING?

A e-mail from the hall office came in... ... The following is the contents of the e-mail addressing the issue of ponding that I mentioned in my previous post.

1. It is reported that quite a number of students are having fun dunking their friends into the pond at Hall 6 at midnight to celebrate birthdays (birthday song is sung as they swing the birthday boy/girl into the pond). Please note that this is a very dangerous act. A lot of debris such as broken bottles, pebbles, soil and sand are being washed down from higher grounds to the pond. The student who is being dunked may be injured or worse, sustain spinal injury since the pond is shallow and has a concrete base. The senseless act of dunking and throwing friends into the pond must stop to prevent any accident from happening. Student Affairs Office takes a serious view of the matter and will not hesitate to take actions against those who do not heed this warning.

Whao... I wonder who complained... ... haha... whatever the case is, I'm kinda glad that they address the issue, cos it would have been me that they ponded, and I know it's no joke remembering how my dad's friend was so distraught when his youngest son broke his spine while being pushed into the shallow part of the pool by his friends in the name of fun. That poor fella was never right again, I remember seeing him in the wheelchair trying to shake hands with the guests during Chinese New Year. What a sad sight. He just can't control his movements, let alone his hands. When he ate, he couldn't shallow his food properly, he was dribbling and drooling all over the place . Luckily or not, he didn't break the spinal cord; if he did, snap, his dad who is a big shot would sue those kids one by one.*sorry for the bad pun* Anyway, if my memory serves me right, that uncle did sue his son's friends, the only difference would be the degree of compensation I guess.

Well, I'm not saying that it is not fun to be the onlooker... hehe... Sometimes, it's all in the name of fun, but ya'know, life is unpredictable; u will never know when the fun will turn nasty. My dad had to keep reminding me that I broke my arm once, so I have to stay out of such things. He also keeps reminding me of the plight of his friend's son, and well I would feel bad for the people who got ponded. I'm just reasoning it out inside me... Forgive me if I am abit incoherent on this matter.

Blah Bleh Blah Bleh... ... Randomness... ...

I dunno what to name this post so I guess I would just leave it as that... ... Life is the same as usual... HWHWHWHWHWHWHWHW... ... The diff about hw in uni is that not only the work becomes suddenly more difficult and leaves u feeling mushy in the brains, the workload is phenomenal. Ok... Why m I even wasting time posting what I feel on the blog I do not know... Seriously, I've been sleeping during english lectures; no thanks to the droning voice of the lecturer. Despite the avalanche of booksand hw, *drowns*, I still found time to actually join my hall people in some fella's b-day and even watch him and other people get dunked in the pond... Let me just mention something, the extend and frequency of dunking people in the pond is so great that the word 'pond' turns from noun to verb... So just imagine a mob of nearly drunk-by-going-high-on-laughter-and-endorphins screaming as they carry the victim to the pond, 'POND POND POND POND PONDING PONDING PONDING PONDING *splash*PONDED!' haha... ... What a mayhem! GeeZ... ... Sometimes, things like that attract me, I love getting into the action of the overlooking crowd it's fun seeing people get into this kinda awkward acts. But I dun like to be a good sport and get myself into the mayhem.
Oh... and I must mention, my lit lecturer was pissed on Monday and when we were abit too noisy during lesson, he told the class to shut the f*** up. NaStY!! He must haf been ReAllY pissed at certain higher ups... ... but then he is going to leave after this sem, so I think he really doesn't care, in fact I think he is just staying until the end even though he has one more month of contract cos he is really fufilling his responsiblity. Well, I dunno, I could be wrong. 1 thing for sure, he sure woke the class up afer that... HAHAHAHA! LOL!
ok... I better go do my hw now!

New Blog and new to the blogging arena

I have another online diary.... At diaryland.com, but I dun always go there... I'm new to the blogging arena... ... and the most interesting thing I can think of is that as I'm typing this, I am in hall now... ... I'm in NTU hall 1 by the way, my course is NIE... yup... see my profile... student teacher... but hall life is fun! Just yesterday, I went for hall ball. FUN! Photos on facebook... I get to interact with people from this kinda events and I think it's fun meeting new people, though yesterday I only meet one new person-in-my-life. Feel free to go to my facebook to see my photos. The reason for me setting up this log is that I just wanna randomly see what blogging is like. and the reason why I 1st signed up for a blogging account was because of NIE's E-learning week... oh that's just great... I can't say what I want cos I'm a student teacher... As a student teacher, I see the perspectives of both teacher and student, and I'm lucky that I wasn't a delinquent last time. I'm good girl. Seriously. I think I have one of the cleanest records. Not cos I'm the goody goody sort, but becuase I really dun see the need for breaking of school rules, though I must admit to being caught for snacking and talking in class... Cheating in ting xie maybe? *sheepish grins* comon' who is not guilty of it! But I never got caught for anything more serious than that... I learn to keep my nose clean. I mean it metaphorically... lol... Ok... I got nothing to say already... Signing off!