We are lost. Super smart superachievers become doctors lawyers and engineers because they know not what to do. THey are forced to enter the science stream. THe point is that we learn Bio Chem and Physics late that we have no time to get used to it. THat is why many suck at those. If we learnt them at 23 like in the Us, we would know it is or is not for us. We would know which mature subjects we are ultimately suited for.
I thought at one time I should be an author. I felt repressed as I knew little about science. I was 15 then. Only at Form 4 I began to appreciate the sciences.
THe best class is the worst, says my rebellious friend.
"It's evil," I explain.
"Don't degarde the name of evil," says my friend.
So what is evil? My friend loves Dracula and worships evil. I talk of blasting people with a waterpistol filled with concentrated nitric acid .
Is literature a science or art? Creative people are not necessarily good at lit. I know someone who can write stories but cannot complete lit essays. On the other hand, I am notorious for writin superlong essays but unable to express my words in a novel.
Is literature realted to biochemistry? I know a good writer who does the Life Sciences. I know the top lit srudents last year intends to do Biochemistry. I myself a lit student will do biochemistry.
Strange isn't it? then lit is a science. but why not physics? I suppose physcis is too mathematical whereas Chem and Bio is a WHOLE NEW WORLD. As a child I was most fascinated by chenical reactions. when I first learnt science it was mainly biology and not so mysterious.
We are still lost. no one knows what to do. I think very few people really want a career esp. those girls in my school. THey are pessured by society and circumstances to be career humans.
Now let us discuss why there are alrmingly few guys in the Science stream. Guys are really more scientifically minded. They can understand better. But those girls score well.
THe point is that eveyone eats too much meat and conducts too muc h intercourse. New scientist states that low levels of testosterone increases the chances of producing offspring who are scientific and potential engineers. I diisapprove of vegetarianism. but we must eat moderately. As a minor amateur scientist I DO care about the state of unscientific thought. Why does tech advance if few study the sciences? Because now only the true lovers of science study it in uni. Less competition hence more time to speculate invent etc. The best venture into this field. In te uK they pay scientists poorly. Even the salaries in New Scienist ads do not amount to more than 3000 pounds a month. I must be a martyr. I thought I was an artist but I am a man of science.
I study the science of literature.
Eating meat and screwing around is a typically human trait. Scientific ability is not - it is an evolution. It is not a part of the original species. For physical survival the former is performed. THat is why science is not popular as we all strive to become animals. Yes, AMIMALS. Is thi snot a rat race? I shall be wearing a gorilla costume to my friends Halloween party to prove that I am not a hypocrite and admit my animal characteristics.
emotionally we are lost. Are we all unconcscious homosexuals? I am rather inclined to think so. A schoolmate informed me that she pretended to be a Japanese man and several girls asked to be her friend on Friendster. If I pretend to be a woman, would my account by bombarded by men? I wrote a story about this. We appreciate certain things in the opposire gender that they d onot possess but we do. A girl understands what other girls feel. Hence we appreciate our own qualities in the other person who is pretending to be of the opposite gender. So we are really homosexual. People hve boyfriends and girlfriends due to pheronemones and survival. We are mentally and emotionally attracted to one of the same gender.
An impersonal friendship is beautiful. It hurts no one. And you probably learn a lot of things from this friend. Emotions are animalistic hence they are so common. But if we destroy emtion how would we spread propaganda?
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Interview with Professor bingoffsky - A controversial topic
Interviewer:Dr. bingoffsky, may I ask you a few questions?
F.B.: Certainly. PLease ask only scandalous questions, as I am anxious to gain publicity by notoriety.
Q: OK. Why did you dedicate it to Freud, your mentor?
A: Oh, Freud inspired me withthe most scandlaous theories. If it were no for his theories, this poem would never be written. It really is a poem on theories , you know.
Q:What theories?
A: Oh, psychoanalytical, biolopgical ... it's complicated. What 's your nest question?
Q: Why did you choose the title Songs of the Cricket?
A: Oh, it's anm unconsious imitation of Sonnets from the Portuguese. But I'm glad yo noticed. It is about a cricket singing you know ...
Q:Why a cricket? not a person?
A:Oh, it sounds more decent to write about insects. Truly, in a cricket I could
F.B.: Certainly. PLease ask only scandalous questions, as I am anxious to gain publicity by notoriety.
Q: OK. Why did you dedicate it to Freud, your mentor?
A: Oh, Freud inspired me withthe most scandlaous theories. If it were no for his theories, this poem would never be written. It really is a poem on theories , you know.
Q:What theories?
A: Oh, psychoanalytical, biolopgical ... it's complicated. What 's your nest question?
Q: Why did you choose the title Songs of the Cricket?
A: Oh, it's anm unconsious imitation of Sonnets from the Portuguese. But I'm glad yo noticed. It is about a cricket singing you know ...
Q:Why a cricket? not a person?
A:Oh, it sounds more decent to write about insects. Truly, in a cricket I could
Songs of the Cricket
Songs of the Cricket by Fyodor Bingoffsky, Ph.D. wannabe
To SIGMUND FREUD, my MENTOR (and, of course, George Bernard Shaw)
I
Tell me why the cricket sings.
The notes resound in nature's cries
To express the hesitant replies
When all awakened senses ring.
II
Tell me why the cricket sings.
When misty treads have thundred free
The knowing heart says: "I love thee!"
III
Tell me why the cricket sings.
An unsinkable euphoris shouts and flees
For the heart has found it is to be.
Iv
Tell me why the cricket sings.
Has joy unleashed from ancient ruins
The scribe's sweet art from shining moons?
V
What songs could emerge from invisible depths
When inspiration draws in every breath
As when the cricket begins to sing?
VI
Wherefore come these tremulous notes?
The sweet, unsounded keys have fluted forth
To revel in soul's renaissance rebirth.
vII
Tell me what could have inspired
THe cricket's fervent, undimmed fire:
Dare the tempestuous words rise and aspire
To heights revealing the hidden lyre?
VIII
Tell me why the cricket sings:
A bell of agony peals outright
When one winged being is far from sight.
IX
Tell me wny the cricke tsings
Two arrows did strike the fragile heart:
One, the passion felung by the babe on wings;
Two, the piercing, venom-tipped dart:
Drawing life, drawing blood.
X
Tell me why the violin shrieks:
Left solitary, the ungiven flames
Cannot expres, and music never came.
XI
Tell me why the violin shrieks:
Rusted to oblivion, the frosted heart
Feels none, the shrill notes ending bleak.
XII
Tell me why the violin wails:
Pain, for none have long drawn the string;
Never bestowed a life, never eternal being.
XIII
Ah, solitude! not enduring thee,
The cricket calls, melancholy,
In hope another shall come for he!
(signed)
Fyodor Bingoffskt
6th June 2008.
To SIGMUND FREUD, my MENTOR (and, of course, George Bernard Shaw)
I
Tell me why the cricket sings.
The notes resound in nature's cries
To express the hesitant replies
When all awakened senses ring.
II
Tell me why the cricket sings.
When misty treads have thundred free
The knowing heart says: "I love thee!"
III
Tell me why the cricket sings.
An unsinkable euphoris shouts and flees
For the heart has found it is to be.
Iv
Tell me why the cricket sings.
Has joy unleashed from ancient ruins
The scribe's sweet art from shining moons?
V
What songs could emerge from invisible depths
When inspiration draws in every breath
As when the cricket begins to sing?
VI
Wherefore come these tremulous notes?
The sweet, unsounded keys have fluted forth
To revel in soul's renaissance rebirth.
vII
Tell me what could have inspired
THe cricket's fervent, undimmed fire:
Dare the tempestuous words rise and aspire
To heights revealing the hidden lyre?
VIII
Tell me why the cricket sings:
A bell of agony peals outright
When one winged being is far from sight.
IX
Tell me wny the cricke tsings
Two arrows did strike the fragile heart:
One, the passion felung by the babe on wings;
Two, the piercing, venom-tipped dart:
Drawing life, drawing blood.
X
Tell me why the violin shrieks:
Left solitary, the ungiven flames
Cannot expres, and music never came.
XI
Tell me why the violin shrieks:
Rusted to oblivion, the frosted heart
Feels none, the shrill notes ending bleak.
XII
Tell me why the violin wails:
Pain, for none have long drawn the string;
Never bestowed a life, never eternal being.
XIII
Ah, solitude! not enduring thee,
The cricket calls, melancholy,
In hope another shall come for he!
(signed)
Fyodor Bingoffskt
6th June 2008.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Well, here I am. We had an education fair in school and I'm resolved to go to Taylor's. WHOOPEE!!! In the Bioscience package, they have Chen, Bio, Math and English lit. Yay!!!
I am so sad because the person whom I based the villain of my now 30-page novel has turned out differently from what I had expected. In my novel, the villain thinks literature is dumb. ( he is very insensitive).
Then what happens is that my mother goes and tells me thei guy has gone and taken ENGLISH LIT. at A-LEVELS!!! I was so shattered and disillusioned.
I know I'm being selfish. But I hate being wrong.
The guy I refer to never took lit. for SPM., my mother pointed out. "And he enjoys it now." So it's like pointing out the so-called villain isn't so bad after all, he's superior to me, (having not the benefit of the foundations), and SENSITIVE. As though she is pointing me in his direction.
Frankly, I do not like her ideas of eugenics. she is annoyed every time I dicuss eugenics. I wonder why.
I am so sad because the person whom I based the villain of my now 30-page novel has turned out differently from what I had expected. In my novel, the villain thinks literature is dumb. ( he is very insensitive).
Then what happens is that my mother goes and tells me thei guy has gone and taken ENGLISH LIT. at A-LEVELS!!! I was so shattered and disillusioned.
I know I'm being selfish. But I hate being wrong.
The guy I refer to never took lit. for SPM., my mother pointed out. "And he enjoys it now." So it's like pointing out the so-called villain isn't so bad after all, he's superior to me, (having not the benefit of the foundations), and SENSITIVE. As though she is pointing me in his direction.
Frankly, I do not like her ideas of eugenics. she is annoyed every time I dicuss eugenics. I wonder why.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Oh, how maddening it all is! I attract people's attention with my written words, and not my person. I fact, I am biologically unsuitable. Oh, well, at least, when I die, I'll be glad that in my lifetime, I have drawn tears from many eys and soften hearts and evoke memories.
It is so weird. I am frightening in person. In the written word, some people have swooned. At this rate, I'll be able to hypnotise a good number of victims. Yay!
It is so weird. I am frightening in person. In the written word, some people have swooned. At this rate, I'll be able to hypnotise a good number of victims. Yay!
A literary reputation?
Nothing can beat this! First, one psychotic girl from my lit. class borrows my lit. paper. She returns it.
Yay! Then, my friend comes to me and asks if she can borrow it. I say OK.
I give her the test paper.
A few days later,
Me: Could you return it?"
Pal: OK, Sometimes this week.
Then back in class, a classmate says my pal got her to return it to me. Only Girl number 3 says:"can I borrow it?"
AAARRRGGHH!!!
I give my astounded assent.
Lalalalala...
during ed. board duty, one of the form 4's goes up to me and says,"Hey, Fyodor! How's lit?" We go on discussing lit, and the Form 4 goes:"out lit. teacher says you wrote like THREE PAGES for the ending of Naukar! That's so long!"
THREE PAGES???
"I only wrote one or two pages!" I protested. It consisted of the rickshaw-wallah dying and Julia Bannerjee attending his funeral. Damned unimaginative. But my lit. teacher is really appreciative of writing skills.
"That's so long!"
Oh, well. I certainly did not write THREE PAGES. I believe she said so becasue I normally write long essays for lit. and she assumed it was the same with Naukar. Or maye she exaggerated. Exaggerated incidents are more fun, anyway.
The next day, I went and asked my Form 4 pal, "What rumours has our teacher spread about me?"
"Oh, you write really long essays."
My essays tend to be idealistic and passionate and expressive. If possible. Or else, analytical.
My pal at add math tuition goes and discusses lit. with me. Apparently, said my pal said:"I showed my friend your test paper. Now my friend is ga-ga over you." And my mathematical friend goes and borrows my test paper!
It must be retribution on me for borrowing people's test papers last year. Judgement Day has come. Do what you expect others to do unto you. Oh, My God.
Yay! Then, my friend comes to me and asks if she can borrow it. I say OK.
I give her the test paper.
A few days later,
Me: Could you return it?"
Pal: OK, Sometimes this week.
Then back in class, a classmate says my pal got her to return it to me. Only Girl number 3 says:"can I borrow it?"
AAARRRGGHH!!!
I give my astounded assent.
Lalalalala...
during ed. board duty, one of the form 4's goes up to me and says,"Hey, Fyodor! How's lit?" We go on discussing lit, and the Form 4 goes:"out lit. teacher says you wrote like THREE PAGES for the ending of Naukar! That's so long!"
THREE PAGES???
"I only wrote one or two pages!" I protested. It consisted of the rickshaw-wallah dying and Julia Bannerjee attending his funeral. Damned unimaginative. But my lit. teacher is really appreciative of writing skills.
"That's so long!"
Oh, well. I certainly did not write THREE PAGES. I believe she said so becasue I normally write long essays for lit. and she assumed it was the same with Naukar. Or maye she exaggerated. Exaggerated incidents are more fun, anyway.
The next day, I went and asked my Form 4 pal, "What rumours has our teacher spread about me?"
"Oh, you write really long essays."
My essays tend to be idealistic and passionate and expressive. If possible. Or else, analytical.
My pal at add math tuition goes and discusses lit. with me. Apparently, said my pal said:"I showed my friend your test paper. Now my friend is ga-ga over you." And my mathematical friend goes and borrows my test paper!
It must be retribution on me for borrowing people's test papers last year. Judgement Day has come. Do what you expect others to do unto you. Oh, My God.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Traitors of the Science Stream
Now, if any of you readers turn out to be the sort of people I am going to describe, please let me inform you that we each have the freedom of speech. And anyway, I'm a society reformer wannabe, so I must complain. Nowadays, intellect isn't about what you do but what things you complain about. THat is because the intellectuals are being suppressed. I hope the ISA will smash to bits.
I'M TALKING ABOUT THESE FREAKING SUPER-ACHIEVING SCIENCE STREAM STUDENTS!!!
Yes. And not any ordinary science student, I mean those smart-ass ones who are in Science for no reason, and who wish to be accountants and businessmen when they grow up ...
They are such shallow faeces-heads! I dare not use the 4-letter word. I heard the math and physics genius say he wants to be a businessman to "MAKE LOTS OF MONEY!" I tell you i was as though a blow had been slapped on my face. So basically, we're in science for our cursed REPUTATIONS, are we not?
One top scorer went:"I feel I'm wasting my time studying science. I mean, I 'm not going to do it for a career."
And these people who do not lack grey matter are desrerrting science for BUSINESS!!! THat what is the point of staying here????
Even the TOP SCORER IS GOING TO BE AN ACCOUNTANT!!!
HOW IS THE FIELD OF SCIENCE GOING TO PROGRESS WITHOUT SUFFICIENT GENIUSES??? THEY ARE BETRAYERS!!! WE ARE GOING OT BECOME BARBARIANS. AND THEY'LL BE WASTING THEIR BRAINS ON MONEY AND NOT ACADEMIA!!!
Nowadays, many people who do science in uni are those who can't get other qualifications. Well, some of them. THe thing is science is an analystical subject. You need people with force, determination, intellect, logic. And science ppl take medicine or engineering. They are just conformists who may be to afariad to take othe specialised fields. I(f any of you are REALLY devoted to medicine I apologise. ) How about, say, microbiology? With non-geniuses taking the other science fields, it will not experience much reformation and discovery. And less popular.
Interest in science is declining. ppl are money-mad. they think they can be rich by being businessmen. Now the intellectual circle among young amateurs will decrease. Ppl will just learn conventional science instead of making new theories and discoveries. They won't learn to be philosophical and analytical and think for themselves. How will we have new ideas and reforms? How will we raise a generation of intellectuals? If science becomes unfashionable (it already is except for engineering) we will become shallow barbarians and half-civilised savages. And how will we start a Science Movement for Thinkers?
The trouble with the government is that it doesn't provide good teachers and subjects for businessman wannabes with high scores. THese wannabes are only shallow money-makers who have utterly no devotion to science or the Upper Intellect. Actually, they're animals - bad animals I mean - and cleverer too, only people are convinced that they are Superhumans. I beg to differ. They are just status crazy. THe gov is not much better by providing inept teachers for the so-called dumbo classes. If there were one or two GOOD arts classes, and they were presrigious those money-eyers would be rushing over there. It is un fair that they are good at physics or math when they have no intention to work in that field. THey study hard for some A's and poof! All gone. When some other course would suit them better. It's the prsetige of being a techie, you see. It's all about the name game.
The gov is science-mad with their silly machines and low-class technology. THey allocate more science classes for bio-haters. THey are real dummies. Science is intellectial, logical, for devoted ppl - you must reserve them for the best and the passionate. So the shallowness of top scorers is the gov's fault for saying arts is dumb.
If you are dedicated to the elevated field of Science, you are a revolutionist. I salute you. Feedback is welcome
I love literature, but it is an artistic science. Or a scientific Art. Ugh. Philosophy's confusing.
I'M TALKING ABOUT THESE FREAKING SUPER-ACHIEVING SCIENCE STREAM STUDENTS!!!
Yes. And not any ordinary science student, I mean those smart-ass ones who are in Science for no reason, and who wish to be accountants and businessmen when they grow up ...
They are such shallow faeces-heads! I dare not use the 4-letter word. I heard the math and physics genius say he wants to be a businessman to "MAKE LOTS OF MONEY!" I tell you i was as though a blow had been slapped on my face. So basically, we're in science for our cursed REPUTATIONS, are we not?
One top scorer went:"I feel I'm wasting my time studying science. I mean, I 'm not going to do it for a career."
And these people who do not lack grey matter are desrerrting science for BUSINESS!!! THat what is the point of staying here????
Even the TOP SCORER IS GOING TO BE AN ACCOUNTANT!!!
HOW IS THE FIELD OF SCIENCE GOING TO PROGRESS WITHOUT SUFFICIENT GENIUSES??? THEY ARE BETRAYERS!!! WE ARE GOING OT BECOME BARBARIANS. AND THEY'LL BE WASTING THEIR BRAINS ON MONEY AND NOT ACADEMIA!!!
Nowadays, many people who do science in uni are those who can't get other qualifications. Well, some of them. THe thing is science is an analystical subject. You need people with force, determination, intellect, logic. And science ppl take medicine or engineering. They are just conformists who may be to afariad to take othe specialised fields. I(f any of you are REALLY devoted to medicine I apologise. ) How about, say, microbiology? With non-geniuses taking the other science fields, it will not experience much reformation and discovery. And less popular.
Interest in science is declining. ppl are money-mad. they think they can be rich by being businessmen. Now the intellectual circle among young amateurs will decrease. Ppl will just learn conventional science instead of making new theories and discoveries. They won't learn to be philosophical and analytical and think for themselves. How will we have new ideas and reforms? How will we raise a generation of intellectuals? If science becomes unfashionable (it already is except for engineering) we will become shallow barbarians and half-civilised savages. And how will we start a Science Movement for Thinkers?
The trouble with the government is that it doesn't provide good teachers and subjects for businessman wannabes with high scores. THese wannabes are only shallow money-makers who have utterly no devotion to science or the Upper Intellect. Actually, they're animals - bad animals I mean - and cleverer too, only people are convinced that they are Superhumans. I beg to differ. They are just status crazy. THe gov is not much better by providing inept teachers for the so-called dumbo classes. If there were one or two GOOD arts classes, and they were presrigious those money-eyers would be rushing over there. It is un fair that they are good at physics or math when they have no intention to work in that field. THey study hard for some A's and poof! All gone. When some other course would suit them better. It's the prsetige of being a techie, you see. It's all about the name game.
The gov is science-mad with their silly machines and low-class technology. THey allocate more science classes for bio-haters. THey are real dummies. Science is intellectial, logical, for devoted ppl - you must reserve them for the best and the passionate. So the shallowness of top scorers is the gov's fault for saying arts is dumb.
If you are dedicated to the elevated field of Science, you are a revolutionist. I salute you. Feedback is welcome
I love literature, but it is an artistic science. Or a scientific Art. Ugh. Philosophy's confusing.
Weird things about me
1. I prefer Inspector Clousseau to James Bond (Seriously!)
2. I hate ais kacang
3. I feel more talkative in the library than durinf recess. At break, I'm silent as a corpse.
4. I prefer biology to History (almost everyone in my class hates biology due to that LUMP of my slothful teacher). I can memorise bio but not historical facts
5. I am a revolutionist, but neither a feminist, animal aficionado nor a Socialist
6. I am both anti-establishment and pro-establishment. I hate modern trends but I like the classics. Classics is all about conforming, right???
7. I am close to dead authors than my living acquaintances
8. I can analyse characters in a novel but I am an utter failure in PRACTICAL human psychology
9. I claim to be an atheist, but actually I have a religion - LITERATURE. Oh, and Science.
10. I actually don't want to be a money-grubbing banker/businessman but instead will puruse the path of holy SCIENCE, despite my science-stream super-achieving classmates' ambitions to MAKE MONEY IN BUSINESS!!!
2. I hate ais kacang
3. I feel more talkative in the library than durinf recess. At break, I'm silent as a corpse.
4. I prefer biology to History (almost everyone in my class hates biology due to that LUMP of my slothful teacher). I can memorise bio but not historical facts
5. I am a revolutionist, but neither a feminist, animal aficionado nor a Socialist
6. I am both anti-establishment and pro-establishment. I hate modern trends but I like the classics. Classics is all about conforming, right???
7. I am close to dead authors than my living acquaintances
8. I can analyse characters in a novel but I am an utter failure in PRACTICAL human psychology
9. I claim to be an atheist, but actually I have a religion - LITERATURE. Oh, and Science.
10. I actually don't want to be a money-grubbing banker/businessman but instead will puruse the path of holy SCIENCE, despite my science-stream super-achieving classmates' ambitions to MAKE MONEY IN BUSINESS!!!
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Why my ambitions suck
8.4.2008
My mother says that I ought to have good comminucation skills. The drawback: I hate communicating. My most intimate conversation with my comrades generally consist of my over-inflated opinions against society.
The Mater: You might become a lecturer.
Me: What? No way! I can't address 40 people in a class.
And, besides, you can't do ANYTHING. That is to say, I cannot conduct my own research. Actually, my ambition is to be a revolutionary academic. I would like to be involved in the highest literary circles.
My warped parent believes that I ought to do engineering, architecture, law, as long as it is professional. It is no longer a question of my beliefs or likes: it is a question about my reputation.
Reply: You can go and flush yourself in a government-sponsored lavatory.
Well, I didn't say that. And I do like a reputation. But it must be something I am good at and devoted to.
when I was in Form 3, my mum wanted me to go to the Arts stream because "you'd be top there." Damn dumb. Science is my favourite subject. Am I to compromise my beliefs for a NUMBER ONE POSITION? And besides, my friends went to the Science stream. Science also happened to be my best subject, apart from English. I hate History, Geography,
Accounts and anything to do with Commerce. I don't hate money; I just hate the study of money. If you belonged to my school, you would realise that a lot of the students in the "bad" classes are actually hooligans. I am not trying to be bigoted. I am only stating the facts. The best teaching of course is found in the Science. And many science stream pupils become lawyers. I cannot communicate with most people especially hooligans. I feel so awkward. When I say hooligans, I mean those "people" who act like monkeys setting laughing gas on the school. That really happened. Some hooligans are not bad. Particularly those with strong views on politics and support death and all tht stuff. But they are refined hooligans.
But to continue: I SAID I wanted to do law because I thought it was damned shameful not to have an ambition. so I simply said lawyer because my dad is one. Then when the arts-science issue broke out. I announced my intention to become a scientist.
It ws as though a nuclear bomb had fallen.
I am an idiot at finance. Every time my dad opens his mouth about finance, I feel terrible as I forget most of it. I didn't know what shares meant until I was about 13.
But it is my intention to be an M.Sc. in Biochemistry. I intend to rebel and rage out new ideas and start a Fabian Society. I wonder who knows what the Fabian Society did. Not many people in school do.
Of course, you can't get very far unless there's a demand in your field. I am not taking a professional course. I don't want to do any form of marketing. I want to be a researcher and you need money for that. To be a professor - my greatest dream - you must be a lecturer. which is dead boring. I want to write scientific articles and retire sufficiently well-off to do a literature course.
I am so inactive in co-curricular activities I can kiss goodbye to a scholarship. I wonder how much a Grade 8 music cert. helps ....
All right, ALL RIGHT. My REAL ambition is to be a literary figure and a Gentleman of Letters, whatever that means. But you can't make money out of it. I haven't even won a literary competition. And how can I get a job? And the available option is teaching which I hate unless it's a small group. I wouldn't mind teaching English Lit. SPM next year after my SPM but I must do A-Levels. I haven't even published a novel or review and my novel is only like 20pages thick!!! It deals with repression, intellect. awakening in 1910 and who reads that stuff anyway?
My ambitions suck. But I love literature and science, so I don't care. Anyway, it's unusual to be an academician compare d to a professional so people will sit up straighht when or if I finally become one. Dream on!!!
My mother says that I ought to have good comminucation skills. The drawback: I hate communicating. My most intimate conversation with my comrades generally consist of my over-inflated opinions against society.
The Mater: You might become a lecturer.
Me: What? No way! I can't address 40 people in a class.
And, besides, you can't do ANYTHING. That is to say, I cannot conduct my own research. Actually, my ambition is to be a revolutionary academic. I would like to be involved in the highest literary circles.
My warped parent believes that I ought to do engineering, architecture, law, as long as it is professional. It is no longer a question of my beliefs or likes: it is a question about my reputation.
Reply: You can go and flush yourself in a government-sponsored lavatory.
Well, I didn't say that. And I do like a reputation. But it must be something I am good at and devoted to.
when I was in Form 3, my mum wanted me to go to the Arts stream because "you'd be top there." Damn dumb. Science is my favourite subject. Am I to compromise my beliefs for a NUMBER ONE POSITION? And besides, my friends went to the Science stream. Science also happened to be my best subject, apart from English. I hate History, Geography,
Accounts and anything to do with Commerce. I don't hate money; I just hate the study of money. If you belonged to my school, you would realise that a lot of the students in the "bad" classes are actually hooligans. I am not trying to be bigoted. I am only stating the facts. The best teaching of course is found in the Science. And many science stream pupils become lawyers. I cannot communicate with most people especially hooligans. I feel so awkward. When I say hooligans, I mean those "people" who act like monkeys setting laughing gas on the school. That really happened. Some hooligans are not bad. Particularly those with strong views on politics and support death and all tht stuff. But they are refined hooligans.
But to continue: I SAID I wanted to do law because I thought it was damned shameful not to have an ambition. so I simply said lawyer because my dad is one. Then when the arts-science issue broke out. I announced my intention to become a scientist.
It ws as though a nuclear bomb had fallen.
I am an idiot at finance. Every time my dad opens his mouth about finance, I feel terrible as I forget most of it. I didn't know what shares meant until I was about 13.
But it is my intention to be an M.Sc. in Biochemistry. I intend to rebel and rage out new ideas and start a Fabian Society. I wonder who knows what the Fabian Society did. Not many people in school do.
Of course, you can't get very far unless there's a demand in your field. I am not taking a professional course. I don't want to do any form of marketing. I want to be a researcher and you need money for that. To be a professor - my greatest dream - you must be a lecturer. which is dead boring. I want to write scientific articles and retire sufficiently well-off to do a literature course.
I am so inactive in co-curricular activities I can kiss goodbye to a scholarship. I wonder how much a Grade 8 music cert. helps ....
All right, ALL RIGHT. My REAL ambition is to be a literary figure and a Gentleman of Letters, whatever that means. But you can't make money out of it. I haven't even won a literary competition. And how can I get a job? And the available option is teaching which I hate unless it's a small group. I wouldn't mind teaching English Lit. SPM next year after my SPM but I must do A-Levels. I haven't even published a novel or review and my novel is only like 20pages thick!!! It deals with repression, intellect. awakening in 1910 and who reads that stuff anyway?
My ambitions suck. But I love literature and science, so I don't care. Anyway, it's unusual to be an academician compare d to a professional so people will sit up straighht when or if I finally become one. Dream on!!!
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Weird things about me
Weird things about myself:
1. It does not help my reputation that my hero is George Bernard Shaw and not Christiano Ronaldo. There is one girl in my class who LOVES Michael Ballack ( biologically, not for his skills) and personally, muscular males turn me off, unless they are my platonic friends (who are skinny, anyway.)
2. I prefer studying chemistry to partying. Yes, I utterly detest partying. I think it is entirely pro-establishment.
3. For a Bohemian, eccentric, unconventioanl, idealistic revolutionary, I prefer wearing sober colours such as blue and white to bright colours eg. yellow and neon green.
4. For a person who is reduced to tears by a sad poem or that film The Water-horse, I am happy or unaffected by human massacre. In fact, I support scientific experimentation on humans.
5. I am an atheist, but I believe in heaven and hell.
6. I love chemistry, but I loathe mathematics.
7. I am considered artistic (in writing), but I do not know how to design a poster.
8. I am a bookworm and read a lot of stuff the mainstream public generally avoids, but I avoid chick lit.
9. I believe that population control is a virtue. ditto for the Revolution.
10. I believe it is better to be immoral yet principled, compared to moral and unprincipled.
1. It does not help my reputation that my hero is George Bernard Shaw and not Christiano Ronaldo. There is one girl in my class who LOVES Michael Ballack ( biologically, not for his skills) and personally, muscular males turn me off, unless they are my platonic friends (who are skinny, anyway.)
2. I prefer studying chemistry to partying. Yes, I utterly detest partying. I think it is entirely pro-establishment.
3. For a Bohemian, eccentric, unconventioanl, idealistic revolutionary, I prefer wearing sober colours such as blue and white to bright colours eg. yellow and neon green.
4. For a person who is reduced to tears by a sad poem or that film The Water-horse, I am happy or unaffected by human massacre. In fact, I support scientific experimentation on humans.
5. I am an atheist, but I believe in heaven and hell.
6. I love chemistry, but I loathe mathematics.
7. I am considered artistic (in writing), but I do not know how to design a poster.
8. I am a bookworm and read a lot of stuff the mainstream public generally avoids, but I avoid chick lit.
9. I believe that population control is a virtue. ditto for the Revolution.
10. I believe it is better to be immoral yet principled, compared to moral and unprincipled.
julius caesar (contiued)
Caesar: Antonio mio, I suspect that there’s a conspiracy against me. Let’s have a party and get them drunk so they’ll spill the beans.
Antony: Ay, Caesar. Allow me to give tongue
That the potion of slumber should flood
The vials of these traitors. Let us summon
The man of science. Let us go.
Exeunt.
Antony: Hey doc, gimme a vial of truth serum.
Doctor: Why? I can’t make much money out of this, you know.
Antony: Oh, Caesar wants the villains to blurt out their wrongs.
Doctor: Aren’t you going to tip me?
Antony: Certainly not, knave.
Doctor growls. He is determined to pay revenge, so he slips in laxatives instead.
Doctor: Here you go. (whispers) Skinflint!
So Caesar and Antony spike the food and drink of the conspirators.
Caesar(crossly): They do not fall drowsy.
Antony: It will take time to work.
Cassius groans in pain.
Caesar grins. “Good!” He rubs his hands.
Cassius: Excuse me, gentlemen, I must use the washroom.
Antony (hissing): Cassius and Brutus say they want to use the washroom. I bet you they want to discuss their conspiracy there!
Caesar: Block the lavatories!
So the guards are installed outside the toilets.
As they cannot use the toilets, Cassius heads straight for the kitchen. He picks up the cooking pot and defecates immediately.
Brutus moans like a wild beast. He goes to the kitchen and defecates in the sink.
The cooks are alarmed.
Capurnia rushes in angrily.
Calpurnia: You beasts of filthy nature that contaminates
The urns of victuals that feed
Thy master and myself. What say’st thou to that?
Caesar enters and moans.
Caesar: For crying out loud, I’m furious with you. Why do you do it in the kitchen? Why couldn’t you have done it in the garden instead? My roses are DYING.
The gardeners come to scoop the poop.
Antony: The gardens will bloom this summer. You’ll have the finest roses in Rome, Caesar.
Meanwhile, as the poop got inside the pot without the cooks knowing, they serve the lentils to the guests.
As a result everyone suffers from food poisoning and they think someone is conspiring to kill them off. Since it is at Caesar’s house they think it is Caesar. So everyone fights against Caesar.
Cassius: Psst! Portia! Here are the organs of Caesar.
I bid you, prepare a victual for our stomachs.
It has glimmered in my mind
That the best form of concealment lies in utter destruction
Of the bloody evidence. Hence, we shall digest
The constitution of Caesar for our peace.
Portia: I know. You already told me you planned to destroy Caesar’s laws.
Cassius: thank you, Portia. I suppose he’ll be boiling like mad that he’s cooked for consumption.
Portia: Ay, Cassius. Your dish is served.
Cassius: what is it?
Portia: I’m thinking of calling it Caesar’s salad.
And that was how Caesar’s salad became known as Caesar’s salad.
Antony: Ay, Caesar. Allow me to give tongue
That the potion of slumber should flood
The vials of these traitors. Let us summon
The man of science. Let us go.
Exeunt.
Antony: Hey doc, gimme a vial of truth serum.
Doctor: Why? I can’t make much money out of this, you know.
Antony: Oh, Caesar wants the villains to blurt out their wrongs.
Doctor: Aren’t you going to tip me?
Antony: Certainly not, knave.
Doctor growls. He is determined to pay revenge, so he slips in laxatives instead.
Doctor: Here you go. (whispers) Skinflint!
So Caesar and Antony spike the food and drink of the conspirators.
Caesar(crossly): They do not fall drowsy.
Antony: It will take time to work.
Cassius groans in pain.
Caesar grins. “Good!” He rubs his hands.
Cassius: Excuse me, gentlemen, I must use the washroom.
Antony (hissing): Cassius and Brutus say they want to use the washroom. I bet you they want to discuss their conspiracy there!
Caesar: Block the lavatories!
So the guards are installed outside the toilets.
As they cannot use the toilets, Cassius heads straight for the kitchen. He picks up the cooking pot and defecates immediately.
Brutus moans like a wild beast. He goes to the kitchen and defecates in the sink.
The cooks are alarmed.
Capurnia rushes in angrily.
Calpurnia: You beasts of filthy nature that contaminates
The urns of victuals that feed
Thy master and myself. What say’st thou to that?
Caesar enters and moans.
Caesar: For crying out loud, I’m furious with you. Why do you do it in the kitchen? Why couldn’t you have done it in the garden instead? My roses are DYING.
The gardeners come to scoop the poop.
Antony: The gardens will bloom this summer. You’ll have the finest roses in Rome, Caesar.
Meanwhile, as the poop got inside the pot without the cooks knowing, they serve the lentils to the guests.
As a result everyone suffers from food poisoning and they think someone is conspiring to kill them off. Since it is at Caesar’s house they think it is Caesar. So everyone fights against Caesar.
Cassius: Psst! Portia! Here are the organs of Caesar.
I bid you, prepare a victual for our stomachs.
It has glimmered in my mind
That the best form of concealment lies in utter destruction
Of the bloody evidence. Hence, we shall digest
The constitution of Caesar for our peace.
Portia: I know. You already told me you planned to destroy Caesar’s laws.
Cassius: thank you, Portia. I suppose he’ll be boiling like mad that he’s cooked for consumption.
Portia: Ay, Cassius. Your dish is served.
Cassius: what is it?
Portia: I’m thinking of calling it Caesar’s salad.
And that was how Caesar’s salad became known as Caesar’s salad.
A play about Julius Caesar
Cassius (moans): I hate Caesar. He bugs me. He’s such an annoying creep.
Brutus (solemnly): Of course, my dear. Caesar’s a bugger.
Cassius (shocked): Eh? I thought you loved me!
Brutus: Yes, but I love Rome even more, and Caesar rules Rome. So it is more honourable to love Caesar.
Brutus (passionately): O Cassius, though I do wreck dishonourably to Rome, the love I bear for thee compels me to this tempestuous deed.
Cassius: O honourable Brutus, I do apologise
Yet honour forces my tongue to speak:
That I am Caesar’s lover, so blame me not, stainless Brutus.
Brutus: But art thou a bugger? Thou say’st thou art STAINLESS!
Cassius: Indeed, great Brutus. I am not such an ass [idiot]
As to retain the contaminating evidence
Upon myself. Thus, I have washed
The blood-stains from my purple robe.
Brutus: Thou art unfair! Thou never granted me a chance to murder Caesar!!!
Portia: Thou dirty bugger! It’s against nature!
Brutus: Of course it is natural, my dear. Having dissected Caesar, my hands are dirty with his blood.
Cassius: My dear Portia, of course it is not against nature. We are staunch environmentalists. Caesar merely pollutes the environment we live in with his tyranny and stinking presence.
Brutus: Here are Caesar’s intestines. I bid you, Portia, cook them for us.
Exeunt.
Rome is swarming with a sea of buttocks. They waggle as Caesar passes by.
Brutus: I understand it not. They wear no clothes.
Caesar: Oh, that is a new form of salute I commanded them to perform when I pass by. Creative, do you think not?
Brutus: Er … it’s certainly minimalistic.
Caesar: Precisely. I cannot bear the elaborate puffery in royal salutes. This is more natural and minimalistic.
Brutus (solemnly): Of course, my dear. Caesar’s a bugger.
Cassius (shocked): Eh? I thought you loved me!
Brutus: Yes, but I love Rome even more, and Caesar rules Rome. So it is more honourable to love Caesar.
Brutus (passionately): O Cassius, though I do wreck dishonourably to Rome, the love I bear for thee compels me to this tempestuous deed.
Cassius: O honourable Brutus, I do apologise
Yet honour forces my tongue to speak:
That I am Caesar’s lover, so blame me not, stainless Brutus.
Brutus: But art thou a bugger? Thou say’st thou art STAINLESS!
Cassius: Indeed, great Brutus. I am not such an ass [idiot]
As to retain the contaminating evidence
Upon myself. Thus, I have washed
The blood-stains from my purple robe.
Brutus: Thou art unfair! Thou never granted me a chance to murder Caesar!!!
Portia: Thou dirty bugger! It’s against nature!
Brutus: Of course it is natural, my dear. Having dissected Caesar, my hands are dirty with his blood.
Cassius: My dear Portia, of course it is not against nature. We are staunch environmentalists. Caesar merely pollutes the environment we live in with his tyranny and stinking presence.
Brutus: Here are Caesar’s intestines. I bid you, Portia, cook them for us.
Exeunt.
Rome is swarming with a sea of buttocks. They waggle as Caesar passes by.
Brutus: I understand it not. They wear no clothes.
Caesar: Oh, that is a new form of salute I commanded them to perform when I pass by. Creative, do you think not?
Brutus: Er … it’s certainly minimalistic.
Caesar: Precisely. I cannot bear the elaborate puffery in royal salutes. This is more natural and minimalistic.
twisted comments
Bingoffsky:What do you think of “The cutting of hair is the emasculation of man?”
Tempura: Well, it works two ways …
A man with long, messy hair may mean either they are so busy as a man they have no time to adjust the way they look OR they want to be as pretty as a woman.
So, cutting of hair could mean both …
I wonder why everyone says I'm so freakishly innocent. My lit. teacher once said that I'm "a child from the woods." Heavens! I hate rural areas. When I was twelve I went to Cameron Highlands for 2 days and cried the whole trip as I missed the city!
Long Live the City! It's got Borders, MPH, and all the lovely GEORGE BERNARD SHAW books you want ... well, not really.. our country is disgustingly backdated when it comes to literature ....
Tempura: Well, it works two ways …
A man with long, messy hair may mean either they are so busy as a man they have no time to adjust the way they look OR they want to be as pretty as a woman.
So, cutting of hair could mean both …
I wonder why everyone says I'm so freakishly innocent. My lit. teacher once said that I'm "a child from the woods." Heavens! I hate rural areas. When I was twelve I went to Cameron Highlands for 2 days and cried the whole trip as I missed the city!
Long Live the City! It's got Borders, MPH, and all the lovely GEORGE BERNARD SHAW books you want ... well, not really.. our country is disgustingly backdated when it comes to literature ....
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