Applying New Criticism to everyday life! AAA101! (Oh man I think I studied too much! Somebody stop me!!!)

Yet another post from my facebook notes that I deem interesting to be mentioned here. My take on S-factor.

*WARNING!*
*It is some highly intellectual critque. If u r looking for some gormless rantings, please do not bother to bore urself out! Do skip to the next blog or something.*

*~NOTE~*
*This was posted in facebook before the last day of my exams.*

The following was sparked by reading a post on Kevin's take on feminism in S-factor:

S-factor is not reflective of true feminism though it has feministic undertones.S-factor no doubts celebrates the beauty of the female and individuality, but it reduces the ladies to mere sexual commodities in which the media can maek use of for socio-economic purposes. Hence, the ideological fantasy behind it is to mass sell beauty of the female and individuality which is highly ironic.

{ok that sounds like the paper I'm going take for tmr... ...}

Ergo, the ideal viewer of this show would be woman who desires to be like this women on screen to follow the trend they set and I, the resisting viewer, views that it degrades woman and make them in sexual commodities.

{ok that's it, I think I'm studying too much for New Criticism(Marxism)... Oh well, hope the same thing happens tmr morning! Prof Matlida! Ain't ya proud?! Correct me if I'm wrong on analysis people. Ok dun hit me!}

The following are the links to the S-factor clip I saw that helped me destress and yet bring out this geek in me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fma987m0wqs&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ydZHy_KRXE

Kevin, ya wanna talk about feminism? Bring it on... ... Out of the 7 texts we have to study, 6 are pro-feminist. haha... ... ok just kidding! I'm just lamenting the fact that feminism and modernism is actually easier to do then criticisms, narratology and structurlism[semiotics]! and we lit students like to do it the emo way... ... ok maybe not all... ... right?! ok dun hit me again!

Kudos and Credits to Kevin for the inspiration... ... and bringing out the geek in me.


*So for the rest of u who read this, did ur brain explode? If it didn't, good for u. Welcome to uni life.*

The moment exams are over.

Ok I took quite along time to write this. EXAMS ARE OVER!!!! (2-weeks-ago kinda annoucement)

Oh well, what I would find the most challenging post exam activity is... ...

*flashback to doing post-exam-to-do list*
1. Practise Piano
2. Archery Training
3. Driving lessons
4. Cellgroup Outing
5. Clean my room at home
6. Teach Mum how to use the computer
*snaps back to present times*


The Most challenging post exam activity is... not practising Piano to pass the exams, nor going for Archery Training to swipe all the medals possible at NUS indoor, not even learning to steer the wheel properly not organise an outing for 5 kids, all of whom have different interest. NOT EVEN CLEANING MY DUST-FILLED-CANNOT-EVEN-SEE-THE-FLOOR-BECAUSE-OF-ALL-THE-BOOKS-I-BROUGHT-BACK-FROM-HALL ROOM AT HOME!

*flashback to skype conversion with da ge*
"Must teach Mummy how to use the computer so that she can do up her own little business."
**Note the use of imperatives**
*snaps back to present times*

I'm an english language and literature teacher; not an IT teacher! SOMEBODY!!!! HELP ME!!!!

Note: Watching Anime isn't in the list anymore... **sniffles** NO TIME FOR MARATHONS LIKE I USED TOO!

An Ode to someone :) Guess who!

The little Bird who became a Phoenix

Following the path that she must take
The little Bird is waiting for her last break
Through, walking down that path is the final
Beside her a Cow and a Mouse stood
Supporting her and walking that last path
Before she takes her flight
That is what friends are for
Throughout good and bad times
The animals have stood by each other
Tears of parting are shed amongst them
Now as the little Bird stands firmly
With wings eager to soar
Her feathers bloom as she flaps hard
Up she goes and beyond the horizon
To a new place that the Father has called her too
There she goes fearless and majestic
The little Bird who become a Phoenix.

On my way to the lighthouse (Based on a true story)

I posted the following up on facbook.

On my way to the lighthouse, I got lost along the way and couldn't even find the coast to get a boat. Just then, I met the respectable ladies of our study, Jane, Evelina, Moll, Margery, Mrs Ramsay, Miss Youghal sais, and the whole gang of them. It was a no-man event gathering. aka husbands, lovers, brothers, brother-lovers and what not are not allowed. They said they were going to the lightouse too. So I hopped on the bandwagon. We were going to discuss feminism and modernism when Margery decided to talk about fop rock because she saw how cute the leader singer was(even though he wasn't at all). Moll seemed interested and decided to talk about her great love life and the conversation got dominated them. Lily Briscoe seemed disinterested and took put her sketchbook to draw and Evelina and Jane thought that Moll and Margery was being too explicit so they decided to start their own converstion. The event was getting to nowhere and I tried to seem interested in what everyone was doing, but it was getting too boring for me. Mrs Ramsay was not happy with such a sight and she decided to head the discussions. She made the girls gather together to prepare dinner and such. After that everyone gathered to have dinner and talked a great deal. Sadly to me, I still found it a bit boring and even confusing especially when someone mention modernism again. But since I really needed to go to the lighthouse I had to bear with it and tried my best to listen and be entertained. In the end, I wonder if I'm on the right track to the lighthouse.


Yeah right... ... It's actually a story on how I can't read "To the Lighthouse" and various Literature text of this semester without falling asleep...

When Sanity Hanges on a thin thread

When Sanity hangs on a thin thread,
Will you wait to see it break?
Hear the thread snap
and recoil,
and continue to hang loose as if Sanity wasn't on it before, as if
Sanity
was not part of it?

Or

Will you turn away,
face your back on it
And not see it.
Will you turn away, cover your two ears
And not hear
anything.
the object that hangs
loose is a part of you
Will you scream if Sanity wasn't there?
Will you?
Will you hear Sanity scream
In your head as it is detached from you?
Will you?

What will you do?
What do you think?

Emo and gloominess... ... Heal the world, make it a better place.

The following is what I wrote on facebook... ...

*Disclaimer*
*This is not another one of those save the earth and campaigns to champion a cause*
*If issues mentioned seems to be relating to you, you must be either thinking too much or you are the guilty party.*

Hey Hey! I say to my conciousness, whose fault is it anyway that the world is so gloomy? Just today, Stef sms-ed me in the morning saying that Sylvia Plath's son passed away. Oh yeah, that family has a history of depression. Do u blame Ted Hughes for having an affair and leaving the kids to the charge of their depressed mum? Or do u blame her genes? Oh u could blame himself for studying too hard and getting a Ph.D, Permanent Head Damage, in our Singaporean lingo. This suddenly reminded me of the 2 incidents at NTU. 'nuff said... ... Freaky man... ... So many things like that happening around the world. God didn't live us our life and freewill so that we can take it lightly and kill otherselves. Period. I wonder if those people know that God loves them.

There are so many deaths out there and there are people out there lying to each other and worst to old people and suing each other over property that should be settled 20 years ago. If there is anything worse, it is to disown blood relations over the temporary physical things of this world and fabricating false conciousness fresh from a over-matured mind out for selfish cause. Being jealous over another person's accomplishments and hankering over it and well as betrayal of trust is another. But such things do draw a fine line, don't they. If Civics and Moral Education was that easy to draw a line and teach, that u wouldn't be getting spoilt brats calling their elders 'stupid' and children for slapping their teacher for not letting it have their way. The world is SOOOOO bleak.

DAMN U SATAN! I will not let u have it ur way! I WILL PRAY FOR THE BETTERMENT OF THE WORLD! And Lord! I pray for that I wouldn't be so judgemental... ... I'm letting my e-learning assignment get to me... ... But oh well, no matter how goth (or puesdo goth) I can be, emo is a bit too much for me, let alone do something stupid like cut themselves. I'm glad my close sisters lighten up and stop doing stupid things to themselves.Let Justice and Praise become my embrace, to love you from the inside out, oh Lord! One thing I have learnt from the cell leader's retreat is that everytime u breath, u are breathing out praise to the Lord! I always knew that life equals breath. But this is so cool! Ok everybody! Let's praise the Lord! BREATH IN! BREATH OUT! The first thing a bady learns when it comes out of the mother's womb is to breath, and it does that by crying. Even cooler revelations, the first thing a bady learns to do the moment it comes into these world is to praise the Lord! So ok Lord, I will continue to breath and live for your glory and praise! With your guidance, I'll teach your people to breath and live for Your Glory. BREATH IN BREATH OUT!

Group project.

The following is my group project... ... I just thought I'll put it up here, for memory sake or for people to know that trainee teachers ain't slacking... ... Oh and picture is the banner. I think it's sweet... ... I thank Hazel my group mate for it. *peace*











http://shakespearenotes.blogspot.com/


Enjoy!