Sunday, 26 April 2015
Stress?
Saturday, 18 April 2015
Literature Camp 2015
At the end of the event, many pictures and selfies were taken. Huge group photos of the participants and committee members taken separately. There was cake for the teachers and committee members courtesy of one of the teachers. The event was a success! We hope the schools that participated had a good time. I enjoyed myself with my friends. Even though it was just a one day event, it was really tiring. I crashed in bed really early that night and had a good night's sleep. Hopefully there are more events like this to come in the future. With that, I end my post for today. Cheers, till the next post!
Sunday, 5 April 2015
Post Freedom Writers
Our dear teacher asked us to write about some of the topics in the movie. First is prejudices found in the movie. One clear example was the fact these different gangs, cliques and races had a problem with each other. The Blacks prejudice against the Latinos and other races. This was without a valid reason or knowledge. It was just because they thought they were here first and "they" were invading their land. Many prejudices are still present in the world today like racism and sexism. A prejudice where you have to protect your own kind that Eva had to follow was also mentioned in the movie. Eva was instructed to protect the people like her father by him. She had lie to protect Paco from the
court of Law but in the end Eva did what was right. She may have had lost her family of Latinos but her classmates who were once divided, came together and showed her that they are her family and that she will never be alone.
Secondly, there was stereotyping in the movie as well. The perfect stereotype seen was when Miss Gruwell's husband said "I can't be your wife." after she asked him to support her like wives do. The stereotype of husbands go to work and wives stay at home to support the husband is still present in society. However, the people have changed and women have become more independent to get their own jobs. In some cases, the women achieve more than men and earn more than them too. Truthfully, in my opinion, this stereotype should not be upheld because it is all down to the mutual agreement of a husband and wife that keeps them together. In the movie, I feel that the husband should have gave Miss Gruwell a chance and told her how he felt about her working so late and et cetera .
Next up is the topic of discrimination. The whole movie was filled with discrimination of many sorts. Firstly, there was the example of discrimination - harassment. Inappropriate jokes, insults, name-calling was seen clearly in the movie. They also displayed behaviour where the would fight with other races just because the school was in chaos. There was also a cartoon drawn by Tito in class of an inappropriate cartoon on Jamal with big fat lips "kissing up" to Miss Gruwell. When Miss Gruwell saw the drawing, how raged she was. She mentioned the Holocaust and drawings of the Jews with big fat noses in the papers. She talked about the greatest gang in history which took over countries that did all those stuff to get rid of their enemies. This was to prove to the class discrimination was bad. Other examples of discrimination in real life is discrimination in hiring, housing, sex discrimination and wage discrimination.
Lastly there were examples of segregation presented in "The Freedom Writers" movie. This is clearly seen in Eva's monologue at the start of the movie. She states that there are the different type of cliques "latino's, china town, the ghetto, and a white kid" in school. There are also cliques in my school but I feel that we are pretty united due to the flexibility of the students and open mindedness of the our generation. Then again, it could just be my year. People who are new have to try to fit in to a clique to feel welcome. This brings us to the psychological factor of wanting to belong. The movie really shows the big contrast between the class when they first started out and after Miss Gruwell brought them together. At the start of the year, the students came in and sat in their cliques but Miss
Gruwell changes that when she moved the around. I felt it was a good first step for her. In the end, you can see the class worked together to raise fund to bring Miep Gies to their school and were all united on bringing Miss Gruwell back for their Junior and Senior year.
In our world today, you still see all these - prejudice, stereotypes, discrimination and segregation throughout the society. The different levels of them in the various places. Relating to another movie "The Duff" (it is PG13 in US but was not shown in Malaysia due to certain parts of the movie), we should all learn to love ourselves and ignore the labels on us as well as the cliques we are in. High school is a vicious environment. With that I end my post, till next post! Cheers.
Saturday, 4 April 2015
How A Bad Day Is
I just want to share with you how a bad evening/night, in specific, occurs in my house. I do not know how you would feel in my shoes but you can try to see from my point of view.
Let us start with waking up in the morning. Eyelid flutter open and the feeling of the sunlight stream in from the window. I lie under the covers waiting for my alarm to go off but it does not. Too early again. I get up either by body clock or awoken by someone moving around in "my" room. I check my phone and it lies there beside me. I remember what I did last night. Must have forgot to put it on the table again.
I fall asleep again into light sleep. Being awoken the moment my mother tries to pry my phone from my hands. I must have dozed off again with it there. In the end, I get up and succumb to the every morning rituals of brushing my teeth, washing my face, brushing my hair, breakfast and just aimlessly walking around my house or room.
Back to my room after breakfast to finish up the homework which are due to my horrible habit of procrastination. It is bad indeed. Why don't I finish it during the weekdays? Hard habit to break. My family and I leave the house to obtain our meal of the day, lunch. Lunch then tuition for me but grocery shopping for my brother and mother. All sunny and no storm cloud in sight, for now.
The food churn in my digestive system and the drowsiness kicks in. This unbearable feeling of wanting to nap with the relaxing yet piercing cold air circulating the room makes tuition class slightly less appealing. My brain is on the verge of shutting off. Deja vu moment when I realise I have seen this in my dreams before. How quaint.
I am greeted with the breeze that tags along with the million of rain droplets pounding on the roofs, roads, cars and people as I exit the tuition centre. No softball due to the rain and thus I go home to do my several miscellaneous things.
The bad day starts when my mother calls me down to help her cook. For your information, she only cooks on some Sundays. This week she wants to teach my brother and I new things. I comply by walking downstairs and helping but my brother still has his butt glued to the chair in front of the computer. League of Legends again. I do not know why she flared up when I was just telling her about the computer.
She magically presumed I was complaining about the computer and my brother. She started shouting on top of her voice. You could feel the air around me shake and shiver in fear. You can hear her voice echo slightly. This continues to go on as she cooks. It is then I realise, my family members are quite temperamental. I think to myself "I should just keep quiet next time." Sometimes you just have to keep quiet and let everything swirl around you violently as you wait the storm out underneath that small piece palm leaf. Dangerous isn't it?
I had to use the computer to play these brain games from the Lumosity web page. Not so great when you have someone babbling and talking about other children of her friends along with their achievements and discipline. How they study by themselves even when their parents are away at work, not play computer games and like somebody she knows. How they are not involved in any relationships and their amazing jobs, scholarships.
The moment someone shouts at you something about you not thinking or using your brain. We all know people say stupid things that they do not really mean when they are angry. It just slip of the tongue or heat of the moment. Does it make you feel slightly dumber than you really are? Does it lower your self esteem? People expect so much higher than what you are but are never satisfied with what you do.
This is how life is sometimes. You look down on yourself and when they find out you do, they scold you. You just never have the words to explain to them that you are part of the cause. Sadly if you do they get angrier in most cases. You just pour oil into fire and end up burning yourself to a crisp.
I heard from someone that whenever I write, I always write in a very sad tone. I hold on to the bad past and I just cannot remember most of the memories. It gets jumbled up and becomes a messy blot of ink in my mind. No longer words or pictures but a blur of letters and colours. I am mad and sad? Perchance.
Monday, 23 March 2015
Mommy's 51st
This year, I decided to be creative and do something handmade for my mother. I used newspaper and made her face out of newspaper and the earrings I already planned to give her since last year.
I came back home after choir practice and ran up to my room. I wrapped up and did the final touches on the small box of earrings. I looked at my craft and hoped that my mother would not think a kindergarden child did it. My drawing skills were not necessarily the best out of all the three of her children. Basically, it did not look that impressive.
"It is the thought that counts."I walked down the stairs and to her home office. I bravely knocked on the door and went in. "Happy birthday, mommy!" I wished her. I passed her the gift and looked for satisfaction in her reaction. Let us just say that it was not the best reaction I could receive from my mother. It was enough for me. I then ran back upstairs and tried to finish my homework. Sadly, my nerves would not let me. I was still too excited (or you could say nervous) from giving my mom her birthday present. The thoughts of doubt sped through my head like a racing car on the track.
The thought rushed out of my head as my brother and I were called down for dinner. We ate in such solemn atmosphere. My mom told us that she did not want us to sing for her nor blow candles. "I'm too old for that." I quote. No matter what she said, my brother and I still sang her that birthday song even without the candles. At least it felt somewhat birthday-like. My family will never get used to celebrating birthdays cause all we would do is get cake, sing, blow candles and eat cake after dinner. I guess the big celebrations and meaningful parties were just an influenced misconception from the many American television shows I used to watch as a child.
We had this beautiful delicious cake from Ficelle Boulangerie & Patisserie that was given to my mom from her friend. We made a guess that it was a sponge and cheesecake mix because it was as filling as a cheesecake but the texture was spongy. It was quite amusing trying to figure out what kind of cake it was. It was an elegant hemisphere shaped cake which was totally cream coloured all around it. We sang for my mom, took some photos and continued with cake cutting and eating of the cake. My brother even had two pieces.
I kind of forced my brother to take a photo with us cause clearly he did not look that happy. I wish I could have done more for my mother's birthday but as a high school girl, some things are not possible at this age and time. I hope my mom enjoyed her birthday and had a good time. With that, I end my post. Hope you enjoyed my blog. Till next post!
Sunday, 15 March 2015
Librarian One Day Camp 2015
Before the sun woke up, librarians dressed in our black librarian T-shirt and white school tees gathered in the school canteen. Everyone brought their bags and food, ready for a full day ahead of them. I walked to school with my beloved ice box, bought a bag of ice from 7-Eleven and made my way to school. It was still dark and chilly as I enjoyed my walk. We around 7.30 in the morning we boarded the bus and made our way to the two destinations which is the Rimba Ilmu and the library of Universiti Malaya. I went to Rimba Ilmu first so let me tell you about how my day went. Gladly, we were allowed to put our food and heavy items in a room before we began our adventure.
We started off with an informative explanation of the bugs we will be able to find later in the Rimba Ilmu. A young man named Safuan told us differences between an insects and other bugs like the spider which is an arachnid. We learned that an insects has 3 parts(for those who did not know already) which are the head, thorax and abdomen meanwhile a spider has only two parts- the head and the cephalothorax. He introduced to us the damselfly which come from the same order as the dragonfly which is Odonata. They look pretty much like the dragonfly but the two insects have their differences. One, as larvae, the damselfly larvae has a little tail that the draognfly does not have. Secondly, when adult damselflies are at rest, their wings are held closed which is opposite to the dragonflies that have their wings open when at rest. It was even more intriguing when Safuan told us about the shedding of insects to become bigger. He even showed us a shedding of an adult damselfly if I am not mistaken.
| An exoskeleton that has been shed |
| Lichen |
Next we made our way to the Rimba Ilmu, there we saw many things including the different trees as our classes are named after trees. We saw a leafless tree that bears flowers only when the leaves drop. Other than that, we saw a huge Golden Orb spider, some huge pandan, a tree that sheds red leaves, lots of palm, red barked tree that makes itself look sick, some dragonflies at this marsh area, a cute tiny brown spotted toad, the mickey mouse plant, a huge Sukun tree leaf and many more interesting plants and animals. The best of them all was this beautiful clear pond which you would never expect to find in the an urban area like Kuala Lumpur. I fell in love with the clear water with the little fishes swimming around in it. The rest of the photos I took are on Facebook if you would like to see them.
| Beautiful clear pond |
After that we had some complications with the bus driver that did not know he had to pick up one more round. Gladly the bus finally came and we went to the library at around 2.15 in three rounds due to the insufficient space. We had a short 15 minute tour compared to the 45 minute tour the first group got. It was not that enjoyable though. I would have wished for a chance to glance through the amazing trove of English fictional books that sat proudly on a whole one and a half floors. We moved to a empty space close to the big bus stop in Universiti Malaya and played our last game which was Minesweeper. Then we got back to school and was joined by the other group before our camp was finally finished. Everyone adjourned home happily and safely. It was a good camp this year but a little bit more messier than expected due to the lack of leadership and slight confusion.
That is all for now, hope you have enjoyed my post. Till next post!
Sunday, 8 March 2015
Dear 7th.
I had a fun time today with you. I woke up early to greet you at 6 in the morning. You were still a bit glum and dark as I made my way to school for my last annual school road run on my bicycle. I am sure you watched over me as the many students and teachers dressed in blue, red, yellow, purple and green flooded the multipurpose court. Everyone (well maybe not everyone) was pumped up for the run that morning. I know the runners from the P1 category were all hyped up. You seemed to lighten up as we progressed from announcements to the entertaining and safe warming up routine. The Mickeymitez cheerleaders lead us with our stretching. The event kicked off with the girls from P1 category (which is also my category). The journey was not the best one but a least I finished the run in the top 40/50. I could not tell because they stopped giving numbers after the 30th, you see. I am sure you were overjoyed as the guys of L1 category left as the last to leave and came flooding back in within 10 minutes.
Meanwhile, I hid away in the packed canteen as it filled with the students who had finished the run. My friends and I just rested there after we finished, anticipating for the award ceremony. You were glowing, I could tell. Your smile so bright that it blinded us if we looked for too long. We clapped and cheered for the winners that took home medals. I was proud of my friends that won. I never did expect this irony when I heard a guy from my class had gotten first place for his category. Our history teacher was in charge that certain category and let me say that he is not the best student off the block. He apparently reached, tapped the table and slumped to the floor. My teacher instantly asked him to get up in a strict voice. It was a fun story to listen to from my classmate.The event ended at 11a.m. sharp. I cycled home in 5 minutes and got into the bath after some rest.
After my shower, my mom's friend came over. She is a skin specialist or something of that sort. She sells the Artistry products and teaches people how to use them. My mom was buying a new set so she taught us how to for about 45 minutes including talking about makeup and taking before and after photos. We used the Hydra V Artistry set - foaming cleanser, scrub, mask, softening lotion(toner) and refreshing gel. It was pretty nice, my face felt really good after that. Apparently she explained my acne was probably due to hormonal changes at this stage and soon it will go away. It was pretty nice talking to someone who knew about face care and makeup. The session ended at 12.20 p.m.. I have no idea what I was doing between then and 12.40 because I was supposed to be preparing for my choir performance that night.
At 12.55 till 1.15p.m., I managed to do up my hair, put on some basic makeup, grab my stuff, pack stuff in the garment protector and rush off to school with my black shoes and socks on. At school, we met at the canteen. Everyone looked fresh and well prepared even though some of us ran this morning. After moving to the choir room, we got our blazers and did our warm up. We practiced a bit of our songs and then faced to mirror to look at our expressions. At around 2.15p.m., we packed up and got on our way to the MBPJ Civic Centre Hall. It was a pretty magnificent hall but not as amazing as some I have seen before. We enjoyed part of the cheerleaders routine and then got on to the stage for ours. Sound check went well and our teacher and senior said we sounded good. All we hoped for was to get an even better performance later.
We waited and ate dinner. Enjoyed some funny moments, had a laugh. We got into our performance clothes and then waited for our cue. We were so nervous yet excited but knew in our hearts that it could not do anything to stop us. I was so proud of them after the performance. I knew we could safely enjoy the rest of our evening. We enjoyed the Mickeymitez + All Star performance, the several dance routines - Jia Wen and Yvonne(hope I spelled their names correctly), Checkmates, the KL Stepperz, and K-Famez , Solomon's infamous famous act, the amazing solo singers Ashley from Sri KL, our own choir girls Julia Gonsalvez and Natasha Tan that sang with Solomon and also Syahiran, entertainer / beatboxer. It was a wonderful night and it ended well.
That is my day on the 7th of March. I had a schedule packed full of stuff and we also managed to squeeze in birthday songs for Rachel Lim Jia Ying and Ooi Del Phin in the bus on the way back to school! Here is a little shout out to you two amazing people in choir. Rachel Lim being president for Harmonix Youth Choir 2015. She is my best friend till this day and forever more. We knew each other in kinder and was reunited as tuition friends then joined as choir buddies in our school now. We have been cheer mates and are now on the same softball team and choir international team to Bali. I cannot thank her enough. Hope you like your little present (if you see this). To Del Phin, you are the best junior and one of the most experienced ones I know. From conducting in SK TM to conducting the junior choir in their first ever competition when we went to Ipoh in 2012 to conducting us in 2015. Talented and hard working, stay happy and don't stress.
With that I end my blog post for this week. Hopefully you have reached the end of the post. If you have, thank you for actually reaching the end of my post and reading about my day. Till next post, bye!
Sunday, 1 March 2015
7th of February
Mood
Saturday, 21 February 2015
Lunar New Year 2015
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| Wonderful weather on our journey |
We woke up at 5 in the morning, packed up our things and departed at 6a.m. to our destination - Batu Pahat. The morning was slightly cloudly and the weather was pleasant. (picture is attached below) We rode 3 hours to Batu Pahat and reached my grandmother's house at around 9.30a.m..It was pleasant to be greeted by my grandmother after not seeing her for almost 5 months. We spent the day just sitting in the house and waiting for the eve to come. Fiddling with our phones and reading some books is all we did as we awaited the arrival of our cousins the next day.




