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.