Saturday, September 23
damn tired. this morning got Amaths mock test, nine o'clock la can. lol. then we went to macs for lunch. yea. made a wasted trip to the library. every single level was filled with people people and people and in the end, we ended up going to mandrain garden. its two weeks and three days to the end of FYE. (x. i look on the bright side. yea. can't believe a secthree is going to be over so soon. sec one wasn't that fast, neither was sec two. this year would probably the most fun secondary year i guess. all those WOW SO FANTASTIC stuffs. i would definetely miss sec three.
and did i mention.
i hate fucking bitches
express yourself {9:04 PM}
Thursday, September 21
had english level test. it was so damn hard, i'm like so prepared for my ever so lovable teacher to come up to me tmrw during morning assembly saying 'oh no. you've done it wrong. do you understand' STANDARD PROCEDURE after any tests. lol. so after level test i went united square for learning lab's replacement class. luckily i found cherie and cheryl to take that bus with me (x thanks twins. and we met weiting on the way. replacement class wasn't that bad. it turned out that the people at RC today was actually quite dumb. OR MAYBE, my regular class people are just too smart. i don't know
okay, i'm tired now. GOOD NIGHT
love, joan
express yourself {11:53 PM}
Tuesday, September 19
TODAY, was a disaster.
3F started the day with 4Amaths periods lined up, so, we had 35+35+35+35 minutes of Amaths. tell me thats crazy. whoever planned the timetables.. knowing that 3F naturally suck at maths, they still placed four consequtive peroids of maths and not Emaths, mind you, its Amaths. then we had pe where we pathetically kicked a ball around. so if you thought you saw a bunch of noobies playing soccer, then yea, ITS US. recess nowdays sucks. teachers are proven to be unfair and bias. SEE IF WHAT I SAY MAKES SENSE. they disallow us to bring food to the classrooms and the reason? 'oh, when you bring food to the class, it'll attract ants'. yea, justifiable reason. IF YOU FAIL TO UNDERSTAND IRONY, this is a perfect example. they themselves eat and drink in the staff room. teachers are the role of authority figures. these things that they are doing. is it right? it also questions if they are good role models, we lead by example. let us, or rather, them, admit that they too, are not infallible. they too, make mistakes, so perhaps, we should pardon them? in mordern day society, we talk about equality and justice, hence, i propose that we, the students, get the same advantages that teachers get. after all, all the efforts we put in, how we mug and not forgetting, we actually pay the school money. yea, we pay them money so we get controled by them. cool eh? why must we follow the rules set? in the 'wow so fantastic book' - flowers for algernon, it CLEARLY STATES that when one questions, it is a sign of intelligence. also, boundaries hinders our creativity. isn't our society looking out for thinkers, CREATIVE THINKERS. by setting boundaries, its stopping us from thinking out of the box. familiar phrase huhh. teachers always contradicts themselves. how can one be creative if there are just so many rules laid. and yes, i'm not refering to any specific teacher/s but mrs poon, be proud that i had expressed all that's above in your literature style. the post below, is again,dedicated to my all-time favourite teacher, mrs poon'Flowers for Algernon is a science fiction story written by Daniel Keyes. It was originally published as a novelette in the April 1959 issue of The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction, winning a Hugo award for Best Short Fiction in 1960. It was later extended into a full-length novel under the same title, which won the Nebula Award for Best Novel, awarded by the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, in 1966.
The book is often found on required reading lists in North American public schools and major universities throughout the world.
Plot summary
Spoiler warning: Plot and/or ending details follow.
The story of Flowers for Algernon centers on Charlie Gordon, a young mentally retarded janitor (37 years old in the original novella, 32 years old in the full novel), who volunteers to take part in an experimental intelligence-enhancing treatment. His progress parallels that of Algernon, a laboratory mouse who had been "enhanced" earlier. The story is told from Charlie's point of view and written as a journal, or progris riport, as he initially spells it, which he keeps as part of the experiment. Succeeding entries trace Charlie's ever-increasing comprehension and intelligence in the aftermath of the treatment, as he passes through "normalcy", and then reaches super-genius level. He becomes more intelligent than the doctors who invented the procedure.
He discovers both the advantages of intelligence and awareness, including his sexual-emotional relationship with his former teacher, Alice Kinnian; and the disadvantages, as he discovers that the people he thought were his friends had only viewed him as 'entertainment', and now resent his superior abilities. His courtship of Alice becomes turbulent and finally withers into misery when she too comes to resent his superior intellect, which lowers her self-esteem.
Yet, all else seems to be well, until Algernon's enhanced intelligence begins to fade rapidly. As Charlie himself confirms, the neural enhancement is only temporary, and he too is doomed to revert to his original mental state. Some say that Algernon's death is supposed to imply that the treatment will also eventually kill Charlie, but his own notes on the subject, dubbed the Algernon-Gordon Effect, say nothing of his impending death. He records his struggles to find a way to stop the decay until he realizes the futility of it all. The title's mention of flowers is a reference to Charlie's last request that "please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard...".
Major themes
The story is extremely effective because it is told from Charlie's point of view, and as Charlie's mental state shifts, it is reflected in his writings. He becomes depressed, for example, when he poignantly realizes that his cognition will decay away when he can no longer understand his own proof.
Various allegorical points are made throughout the book that involve various forms of alienation and acceptance and themes that allude to ignorance being a form of bliss. Intelligence turns out to be a double-edged sword for Charlie and he cannot help realizing that everything he previously believed was not as it seemed. The condescending attitudes of his 'friends' and co-workers register once he gains awareness. He discovers that his initial adolescent crush for Alice actually has the potential to be something more. He learns of the insecurities of other scientists when they realize that their experiment has turned him into someone whose IQ surpasses their own. The novel touches upon aspects of the human condition such as ambition, innocence, jealousy, pettiness, and emotional development that use the trappings of a science fiction premise to relate various notions of consciousness and awareness that most people take for granted.'oh yea, and i forgot, today was totally horrible as we had physics test which WE so horribly screwed
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Monday, September 18
okay. i give up doing lit here. its SO DAMN TIRING. anyway, if you guys want notes, can ask me la. i have some, lazy to upload. see, im
being nice again. and ifanyone is intrested, that big box of whatever in that previous post was actually
weiting's bithday present. hope she likes it (x. anyway, school today was yea except for the Emaths level which i think i so pathetically fuunked. liu lao shi didn't come today. it was such a plesant surprise la can. but if she comes tmrw, there'll be ting xie. gosh, i still haven't learn yet. exams are two weeks away and all teachers are getting 'geared up'? for the exams. instead of letting us go home to revise for our fyes, they cleverly make us stay back after school. SMART SIA.
i shall post a picture of a fish (x
isn't the fish preety?
express yourself {11:10 PM}
Sunday, September 17
above, is the BIRTHDAY PRESENT for.. (x see for yourselves tmrw
Kindergarten - by James E. Gunn
First day
Teacher told my parent that I am the slowest youngster in my class, but today I made a star in the third quadrant of kindergarten.
Teacher was suprised. Teacher tried to hide it and said the solar phoenix reaction is artistic, but is it practical?
I don't care. I think it's pretty.
Second day
Today I made planets: four big ones, two middle-sized ones and three little ones. Teacher laughed and said why did I make so many when all but three were too hot or too cold to support life and the big ones were too massive and poisonous for any use at all.
Teacher doesn't understand. There is more to creation than mere usefulness.
The rings around the sixth planet are beautiful.
Third day
Today I created life. I begin to understand why my people place creation above all else.
I have heard the philosophers discussing the purpose of existence, but I thought it was merely age. Before today, joy was enough: to have fun with the other kids, to speed through endless space, to explode some unstable star into a nova, to flee before the outrage of some adult - this would fill eternity.
Now I know better. Life must have a function.
Teacher was right: only two of the middle-sized planets and one of the little ones were suitable for life. I made life for all three, but only on the third planet from the sun was it really successful.
I have given it only one function: survive!
Fourth day
The third planet has absorbed all my interest. The soupy seas are churning with life.
Today I introduced a second function: multiply!
The forms developing in the seas are increasingly complex. The kids are calling me to come and play, but I'm not going. This is more fun.
Fifth day
Time after time I stranded sea-creatures on the land and kept them alive long past the time when they should have died. At last I succeded. Some of them have adapted.
I was right. The sea is definitely an inhibiting factor.
The success of the land-creatures is pleasing.
Sixth day -
Everything I did before today was nothing. Today I created intelligence.
I added a third function: know!
Out of a minor primate has developed a fabulous creature. It has two legs and walks upright and looks around it with curious eyes. It has weak hands and an insignificant brain, but it is conquering all things. Most of all, it is conquering its environment.
It has even begun speculating about me!
Seventh day
Today there is no school.
After the pangs and labors of creation, it is fun to play again. It is like escaping the gravitational field of a white dwarf and regaining the dissipated coma.
Teacher talked to my parent again today. Teacher said I had developed remarkably in the last few days but my creation was hopelessly warped and inconsistent. Moreover, it was potentially dangerous.
Teacher said it would have to be destroyed.
My parent objected, saying that the solar phoenix reaction in the sun would lead the dangerous life-form on the third planet to develop a thermonuclear reaction of its own. With the functions I had given that life-form, the problem would take care of itself.
It wasn't my parent's responsibility, Teacher said, and Teacher couldn't take the chance.
I didn't hear who won the argument. I drifted away, feeling funny.
I don't care, really. I'm tired of the old thing anyway. I'll make a better one.
But it was the first thing I ever made, and you can't help feeling a kind of sentimental attachment.
If anyone sees a great comet plunging toward the sun, it isn't me.
Eighth day
tell me, how can that be KINDERGARTEN? its meaning is so so deep that trust me, no one gets it. even poon couldn't come out with much notes. maybe reading it once would make you comprehend it (x
it's sunday today and my insanely crazy sister had been playing the piano for what, two hours with her fye one week away. but who cares, she's only secondary one enjoying life. since she's my sister, i shall credit some erm, words for her. thanks for all the times we had since like we were young. those pinching and boxing did make out childhood more of a childhood yea? i don't know what to say but i think that having a sibling is good. at least you would have someone to complain to, back you up when your parents are scolding you and most importantly, share a listening ear although most of the time your not really intrested in what she'd saying.
i love you jean! (x
school's starting again tomorrow, after a long saturaday and a long sunday. coming to think of it, its not really that long. it was just yesterday when i became a secthree. time does fly. so i guess this two weeks before the fye will, whatever, i don't want to sound so
liling,yewchen. yea. i think tha fish are the nicest animals. why? they don't make any noise AT ALL and they just eat what you give them. they are so peaceful and they don't have those type of emotins that other living things have, like maybe a dog. it would bark and bark. a fish is hence the best. and if you still haven't realise, fish has extremely gorgeous eyes and their eyes never ever closes. that's the reason, FISH! I LOVE YOU
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Saturday, September 16
its a saturday today and its the well, last band practice and guess what, i brought my saxophone home today. lol, so unlike me la. but hope i'll not like leave it at one corner. yea. and is still can't think how i actually spelt saxophone as saxaphone. spot the difference. its like how i spell double bass as double base. but, gosh, i mean like three years playing it and yet. well, AG2b, can't blame me. a tinge of guilt perhaps. know what, know what?! i feel damn lame now. i don't know why but i'm trying my best not to show it. well, if i'm lame then i'm definetely not cool and its not cool to not be cool. x) so much for trying not to be lame. i think i shall be nice and write some literature notes here so you guys can revise for the fye. hahaha.
i'm so nice la can x)FEATURING: SAMPHIRE (part1)
this story basically shows the essential loneliness of man and i think that lacey sucks.
molly, it is a samphire. i said it was a samphire, didn't i? he had a high rather unmasculine voice. lacey was extremely insistent and he is obessed with botany to the extent that he reapeats himself again and again. his voice was also high pitched which would mean that he is irritating and rather feminine. her name also suggests that she is MOLLY-CODDLED and she is dominated and had no say int their marriage.
he laughed, excited by the wind, and put his hand on her shoulder. even then she writhed away. lacey is sadistic. he very well knew that his wife was afraid of heights and yet he laughed. this shows images of madness and furthur brings out the point that he is obessed with botany. lacey tried to touch molly but even then, she writhed away. it also shows that there was sonthing wrong with their marriage.
he was very please and told the hotel-keeper...molly would be clever to be nice to them. lacey is condescending. he treats molly like a little girl. he also picks her friends and controls her life. in this way, he can control the way he sees life. and there's a part two. gosh
so i'm damn nice right?!
please tell me you you love me (x
express yourself {8:33 PM}
Thursday, September 14
gosh. my nose feels so heavy. i'll be getting back my contacts next week. x) today was tiring la. how can any school make students start the day by seating in the assembly plaza. what wrong have we done. fine. maybe IN THE PAST we stayed in class and talk, but at least its something useful. i mean we get to know each other better by communicating. what purpose do they have. we can't talk and still fail to complete the given the assignment. wth. I WANNA DO WELL FOR FYE! random man.
TODAY, I WOULD FEATURE : FLOWERS FOR ALGERNON
it is basically a story about this retarded guy named charlie gordon. he has a IQ of 68 and underwent an operation. he became really smart and could even speak multiple languages. we see the entire story in a diary entry and it reflects his innermost thoughts and feelings. being retarded, charlie gordon reports his innermost thoughts and feeling
verbatim. well, a retarded would certainly do that. we are able to see life through this retard's life and the extremely true fact is that charlie gordon dose not lie. a retard cant already think properly and what more, think of lies to tell. charlie gordon perceptions are most of the time accurate due to his innocence. through this entire diary entry, we are able to see charlie gordan's progress through his spelling, grammar, punctuation and most importanty content. charlie gordon initially do not question. after the operation, he progressed and learnt. perhaps, questioning is a sign of intelligence. so the next time someone ask you something, maybe even somthing stupid, that person would not exactly be stupid as they are smart enough to question. charlie has also progressed to feel feelings such as embarassment and anger. this story, FLOWERS FOR ALGERNON, also depict the role of authority figures and if they have the right characters. it also touches on science. it makes us ponder if it is right to tamper with god's creation. last of all, ignorance is bliss. charlie gordon was much better off being a retard. when he was a retard, he was unable to see the various things around him, unable to see the sad truths of life. the truth hurts and living in a fool's world is paradise.
x) it was definetely good revision
express yourself {8:02 PM}
Wednesday, September 13
HEY GUYS! IM BACK! x) its been a long time since the last entry. yea. i was suddenly motivated to blog. i've been thinking and thinking and trying to make sense of things. BUT UNFORTUNATELY, things do not usually make sense anyway. i don't really understand alot of things. people sometimes get so emo, or rather, too emo. i don't know. i mean how can anyone be so sad all the time. sure, there'll be times when things are not going smoothly and stuff. then again, its sometimes. but these people are like depressed ninety percent of the time. maybe its just me. maybe im just too fortunate and not being able to put myself in their shoes. but, yea. im still confused. a confused person will continue remaining confused. RIGHT?! i don't get it why people have to lie. not like those lies like 'oh, im sick so i didn't come to school' kind of lies. those lies are acceptable although stupid. it's lies that goes'omg .. my leg is so damn pain. its like broken' kind of lies, when actually, there is only a scratch on the leg. and they really complain. not joking at all. maybe im exagerating abit but yes, people do tell these stupidly stupid lie. its not that i despise these people or anything. its just that why do they need to lie to such extent. then again, it may just be me again. maybe lying to such extent is a thing that people do nowdays. so you get it now why im SO CONFUSED.
ok, moving on
FORBIDDEN CITY
yea. i went to watch the musical, $84.50. quite expensive but still worth the price. the entire musical was amazing and of course entertaining. throught the entire musical, people were running all about on the stage in the right way and yea. its almost like magic where you have so many props and stuff. the backdrop too was a wow. the songs were all damn nice. cant believe that dick lee wrote it. he's so talented can. kit chan was wonderful too. x)
FISH HAVE NICE EYES! x)
FYE are coming soon. everyone around i like doing so well. even MICHELLE. i mean you hang out with smart people and it'll make you feel smarter and more motivated that your not that stupid. its like you are the 200+/360 position in school and all your friends are like 60+ or even better. its stressing. but its only during the exams that this study feeling thing comes.
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