Thursday, January 6, 2011

Emo

:I

I have no more motivation to blog. Seems like the only visitors here are me, myself and I. 

Well, the survival of this blog depends on my mood on the next few days. 

Back to college, eh UNIVERSITY (LOL) next week. I can't wait, or can I? This year appears to be real horrorshow. I'm a malenky bit nervous and confused. My gulliver hurts from thinking which Maths to take. 

Hmm, new malchicks and devotchkas to join next year. 

ATAR 99.5 ?? Okay, I shall try my best! >:D

Don't expect much more updates in the future (if the blog survives).

kthxbai

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Last Post Of The Year (maybe)

'Tis the end of the year again. For many of us born in the year 1992, 2010 is a year that will shape/mould our future. Think back to one year ago. I certainly wouldn't have expected all that has happened to me. Things haven't but have gone to plan. All of this leaves me to wonder, what does 2011 have in store for me?

On a side note, I am curious to know my Maths and English marks. :/
Still haven't decided between 3A/3B or 3C/3D. Well, New Zealand makes things easier, or does it? Anyway, WACE 2010 results are out today! Good luck to all WACE 2010 candidates. For 2011 candidates, exam is 10 months away. LOL.

I'm still in Christmas-y sorta mood. And I pity those who have classes in this Yuletide season. I am so not used to studying during this period. It just would be absolutely weird to do so. Christmas is a magical time of the year. It makes things that would have been impossible thus far, possible now.

So I shall end my disjointed post. I have half a mind not so publish it (the quality is depreciating). But, quantity is more important that quality right? Kthxbai

Monday, December 13, 2010

 logo iz very awesum !

Lol, sorry for the title. But, don't you think that it IS awesome? I mean, what symbol can Windows computers create? Hahaha, just kidding. Don't get all worked up.

Well, recently, in my course of brainstorming for ideas to write an article about, I found A LOT of ideas to blog about, you know with blogs being so informal and all. Today I am going to write about identity crisis. One more reason I love to blog is that I can control how long my posts should be, and you all will still read it no matter what.  Okay, no big heads here.

What is identity? Trying not to use a dictionary, I define identity as something a person belongs to but also owns. It's like a balance between you owning an identity and your identity owning you. The syllabus for Advanced English in Western Australia (AUSMAT @ Sunway) touches a lot on identity, at least that was what I noticed from the past year papers. Today, I will touch on racial identity and it's complexities.

Racial identity. Is it something that defines who you are, or do you yourself define your own racial identity? Well, there's not much to talk about racial identity for most of us (in the Malaysian context). You're either Indian, Chinese, Malay, Eurasian or the ethnic groups in Sabah/Sarawak. Out of topic for a  bit, have you read Harry Potter? If you haven't, then WHO ARE YOU? And you know that it was almost impossible for the so called "pure-bloods" to marry among themselves completely. They had to mix with the half-bloods and Muggle borns. This is just a literary reference, don't take it so seriously. It is almost the same with humans. Although impossible is of course an inappropriate word in the Malaysian situation, people of various ethnic groups mix and mingle with each other, and thus - interracial marriages are formed.

All's well with the earlier generations. Their own racial identities are defined very clearly indeed. You either belong to a certain ethnic group or you do not. However, did you ever think about those who come from mixed marriages? Their racial identity runs along a blurred line. They do not belong completely to either ethnic group, leaving them somewhere in the middle. With that, the need for new racial identities arise. This mainly stems from the fact that most groups will not fully accept an individual with mixed heritage as one of their own. You think this is cruel and it doesn't happen? Look at the US, read "To Kill A Mockingbird" , a novel widely acclaimed for its accurate depictions of Southern life in the 1930s. Read carefully, and you will find lines about how children of mixed marriages were segregated by the Whites and they were not accepted into the African-American community.

Here in Malaysia, the situation isn't that intense, of course. However, subtle hints still indicate that mixed-heritage individuals lack acceptance. An example, a man of race X marries a woman of race Y. Their child a mixture of both races will be likely to be lost in between. The father's side of race X will tend to view the child as one with race Y and not worthy enough to be of their own race, race X. Vice versa. Well then, ask yourself now. Have you ever seen something like this happening in your life? Surely yes, even if it was so discreet that you had to listen twice to hear the intolerance in their voices.

Where does this leave the children of mixed heritages then? Well, fret not. New racial identities are being created. Many types of creoles now exists worldwide, and we give undue credit to racial segregation for this.

P.s. I finally changed my wallpaper. For Advent, no more apple shooting.

Instead, it's a town in a Zombie apocalypse era (click to enlarge and appreciate it) :P. Have to stop L4D2ing and watching The Walking Dead. LOL.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

La Liberté Guidant Le Peuple

La Liberté Guidant le Peuple. Liberty Leading The People. It's a very famous painting by Eugéne Delacroix. You may even have seen it on my blog before. It is actually a painting symbolising the French Revolution, and that is Lady Liberty. Now, art is very subjective. The interpretation of art is something to behold as each and every individual has their own unique exposition of art, be it any any form ; paiting, film, literature, poetry, music. I have a sudden urge to write about this painting. The theme is very evident, liberty, something many AUSMATians are feeling, albeit something fleeting.

As far as I can see, Lady Liberty is the only woman in this painting. For some reasons, still unbeknownst to me, abstract things such as liberty and luck are portrayed by women. A possible reason may be the fact that there were the Roman goddesses of luck and liberty. On a side note, look at The Statue of Liberty. Back to the painting, the woman is holding the French flag, the tricolore. It very obviously symbolises freedom of some sort for the French (I have limited knowledge on French history).

But, look to the left of Lady Luck, who do we have here? Merlin's pants! It's Honest Abe. Now what in the world is Abraham Lincoln doing fighting for the French? Haha, it's only a theory, because in fact, this painting was painted in 1830. So, Abraham Lincoln, would've only been about 21 years of age, certainly not that famous to be depicted in a painting by a French artist.

Now to the right of Lady Luck is a young boy, this probably symbolises the universal scale of war. Everyone is involved, affected. Down below, there are many dead bodies, symbolising the devastation brought on the the onslaught of battle. But look at the horizon, behind those smoky clouds of smoldering remains of a French city, blue skies are in sight. So, in this case, it seems, the battle was well worth for.

Actually, I wanted to write about post-exam liberty, but I ended up doing this. Never mind, there's always a time for post-exam analysis. :D Wait in anticipation.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

*Insert random blog title here*

Why not put to good use the knowledge I have learnt in English class. The power of literature.
Literary analysis is always so subjective, that it can lead to crazy, irrational statements being made. Who cares, right? It's all fun and games.
So, I shall. Be there or be square.


P/s ZOMG solamegodeleteyourbloglah

Monday, November 15, 2010

Ho Yeah!

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that thought they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.

William Penn, More Fruits of Solitude

-Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows, J.K. Rowling-