A Wilde night

Despite this being the horrendous Week 12-13 period of school when the deadlines are rushing towards me like a speeding train, I took a break from all that and watched The Importance of Being Earnest with Hazel, ST, Benedict and my mum.

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I’m so glad we watched it. Studying TIOBE was one of my favourite parts of A Level Literature and I really enjoyed learning about the play and Wilde’s strange ideas about society. AESTHETIC PRINCIPLE. Plus it’s the first play I’ve watched! Usually I watch concerts where people… don’t really talk hahaha.

I even brought the book along so that I could read it to refresh my memory before the play. In the end Ben took it throughout the play. NO IDEA WHY ALSO -.- Not like he could read the script right. Ben is really really strange gosh.

I was having a(n intense) project meeting before that. Sigh it doesn’t seem to be going well. So I was q happy and relieved to see my best buds Hazel and ST when they FINALLY arrived. ST must really learn how to be more M-time omg. We rushed through our dinner in less than 30 minutes and ran ran ran to watch the play becos we were late. Actually I think if not for Ben we’d have missed a bit of the play. He was so antsy and like ‘RUN RUN’ and being annoying and yknw.. Ben. But okay I’m glad we managed to be seated before the play started. Our seats were not bad also! Even tho it was the cheapest tickets hahaha. We could see really clearly.

I was wondering if they’d make an changes to the script, like making it more localised. But I think they stuck quite strictly to it! They even spoke w a British accent that didn’t sound out of place coming from them. It was so so cool to hear and watch the entire play actually um, played out. It’s quite different from Mr Whitby telling us about how the audience will react to the script and actually being the audience and reacting.

AND MR WHITBYYYYYYY. I miss him and his Literature lessons so much. Even tho he was sometimes scary when we didn’t speak up in class :X There were certain passages that he really took the time to go through in class and during the play it felt sorta like I was back in Lit class analysing (or failing to analyse) the passage. And my all time favourite line “A handbag????!!!” I WAS LIKE OMGOMGOMG MR WHITBY /cries

The memories of the rainbow book and butterfly book and all my notes in my working copy of TIOBE and all the frantically copying down his words of wisdom that he REFUSED to upload onto KM and the small LT and how we’d sit in the front row my class occupying the whole row and sigh all the Literature memories ♥♥♥

I’m so proud to be a Literature student. At least, to have been a Literature student. So grateful that I’ve been exposed to the beauty of words, of language and the magic that a well-crafted piece can create. So glad that I’ve learnt about writing, about literary devices, about how to use language, how the pen is mightier than the sword.

I am definitely not one of those well-read, arty-farty Arts student. There’s no way my blog will be whimsical, retrospective and thoughtful. My thoughts are all over the place, quite shallow most times and I write in the same way. But the fact that I’ve been exposed to different ways of thinking in my life as an Arts student has shaped me in the ways I look at the world, the way I think about issues and the perspectives I can take.

And watching TIOBE last night just reminded me of all that 😀 Thank you Hazel, ST and Ben for sharing last night’s trip down memory lane with me ♥

A Wilde night

I’ve been reading

[Warning: nerdy and possibly boring post about reading books ahead]

And not the trashy novels that I’ve so often been seen reading. The trashy novels with titles like ‘How to Knit a Wild Bikini’ (I quite enjoyed that one actually) and ‘To Sir Phillip, With Love’ (part of Julia Quinn’s Bridgerton family historical romances series! I love her books haha they’re really the epitome of historical romances) Anyway as I was saying, I’ve NOT been reading those kinds of book (even though I still love them! everyone deserves a brain break and they’re great for brain breaks.)

I’ve been reading Young Adult novels! Which to be honest.. probably isn’t as far away from trashy novels as I would like to think. But still, some of them are quite thought-provoking and they don’t include steamy sex scenes like the trashy novels hahaha. Like I’ve been telling Hazel and Rachael, I’ve been trying to broaden my horizons. I do this every now and then when I feel slightly guilty for the number of romance novels I enjoy. I remember during the 8 months break, I was trying to enforce a ratio. It was something like one non-trashy novel for every two. Then it became more like a 1:4… and suddenly the ratio was gone and my diet was back to strictly romance novels only. ANYWAY. As you can tell, this hiatus from romance novels don’t usually last very long and it comes sporadically. So let’s see how long this lasts.

So. Young Adult novels. Found in level 4 of Bishan library (usually I go straight to level 3 and only pick out the books with heart shapes printed on the labels on the book spins or the ones with spines that are pink or yellow or some other cheery, happy colour) It’s true that some of my favourite books are of the Young Adult genre. One of my favourite Young Adult authors is Scott Westerfeld (I even kindly provided the link to his Wiki page for you ^^ ) His books are sort of science fiction? Usually set in a dystopian (I love this word haha) future or something we’re not very familiar with. My favourite favourite series is the Uglies series (again, link provided!) I remember the first time I came across the books was when I was in St Nicks! I uncovered (like a detective) the books in some corner of the library hahah. Then again, my exposure to historical romances was also in the SN library. So yeah.

The few Young Adult novels I’ve been reading since my change in tastes started are:

  1. The Perks of Being a Wallflower
    I’ve been wanting to read this for a while so I was quite delighted when I saw it in my cousin’s bookshelf! Borrowed it and left it on MY bookshelf for quite awhile until I remembered that the movie was coming out = urgent need to read it! It was a good read 😀 Very… personal and I think it really draws you into the world of Charlie and idk, makes you want to try seeing the world from his perspective…. or maybe that’s just the effect of using the first person narrative.
  2. Possession & Surrender
    Put together because they’re part of an ongoing series. After I read the book I was like, wow this is a good book. However when I thought more about it (because I’m trying to be a more critical reader, more about this later) I realised that maybe it isn’t as good as I thought it was. The books are also set in the future where the world is quite different from what we imagined. Civilians are brainwashed and controlled by a central government who make use of people with special abilities (people are able to control others using their voice or their minds, people which the innate ability to control technology, or ‘tech’ as the novels refer to it) to do so. Like I told PJ, I quite enjoy reading novels like this, probably because of my experience with the Uglies series. But then.. this series felt like a poor imitation of that.

    I think it’s extremely important in such science fiction genre to be able to adequately and eloquently describe the world the books are set in. What the people are like, how they think, how the world looks like, the language they use – everything. The reader has to be able to, in my opinion, visualise this possible future world you are suggesting without too much trouble. At the same time, the description of the world cannot be too obvious – the whole ‘show not tell’ thing they taught us in primary school. The author has to present the world to us through the characters who have been living in this world. So the description has to be subtle and believable, it shouldn’t be like the character explaining his world to a penpal (for example) because that would be too painfully easy (and obvious).

    The author of Possession and Surrender, I find, did not really do this very well. I read the book because of the plot but I found it slightly difficult to read. Sometimes it felt like she expected the reader to catch on quickly, it wasn’t easy to follow the plot and I had to go back and read some part of the book again to get what she was trying to put across (but this could be because I speed read also).

    Putting the narrative style aside, the plot itself made me feel rather tired. I’d say breathless but it’s not really that case. It was more like I felt that the protagonist just kept running. Running to people, running away from people, running to freedom, running away from evil running running running. So at the end of it I was just rather tired.

  3. The Name of The Star
    I quite enjoyed this one!! It was.. simply written. The language used wasn’t overly hard and it was simple to follow. It’s part of a series though and the second book is only coming out next Feb BOO. D: I don’t like waiting for books/stories.
    And the thing about this is.. I ALREADY STARTED SORT OF SHIPPING TWO CHARACTERS HAHAHA. Actually it’s more like I just like that guy. He’s so intense hahaha. The kind of character I would like a lot ^^ But it’s still the early days (like the first book -.- ) so we can’t tell yet. Can’t wait to read more about him though.
    The plot is also something quite interesting, refreshing. It deals with seeing ghosts but doesn’t make it tacky but puts it in a new light. The only gripe I have about this novel is that sometimes it seems sort of like there are some unnecessary details. And the protagonist sometimes is annoying.

Just finished reading another book today but I’m too lazy to blog about it. It was… weird haha. The girl had an affair w her teacher and then he broke it off and she went MENTAL. Absolutely mental. There’s a deeper meaning to it I’m sure but I’m too lazy to analyse it and type it out here so that’s for another day. Possession and Surrender took too much out of me already HAHA.


See this is what happens when I stop taking Literature – I become a pseudo Literature student and try to (falsely and lamely) analyse novels. OH WELL. At least now you know my thoughts about four books which I’m sure greatly adds to your um whatever hahaha.

That’s all the thinking I’m doing here for the day. The rest of my brain power shall be reserved for the NM tutorial which is horrendous to do oh my gosh I don’t want to do ittttttttttt.

Toodles pip.

I’ve been reading

Haikus to friends

Because I had quite the lovely birthday (which I will definitely blog about.. soon) I decided to do something nice for the lovely people who made my birthday lovely. So here’s something I wrote for you my friends 😀

I start with ST 
When I say fwens 4eva
I really mean it

“Jack, Jack” inside jokes
Aplenty, ST and I
But no moxie now.

She lets me get away with
My nonsense; PJ

I took over her
role as the oft hungry one
PJ not greedy

She’s no Sharity
Elephant, and Melissa
makes me laugh, haha.

HAM zais and Austin
Baljeets, and Kevin Jonas
All Melissa‘s favs

My veh artistic,
Tumblr-famous, red-haired friend
is Annabelly 

Hazel Goh’s quite nuts
When she sees cute little kids
Just like seeing me.

‘Kangin is chubby!!’
So Rachael likes to tell me
I beg to differ

According to Jacq
Life is tragic. And she likes
Giraffes and Belly.

Jomain‘s v pretty,
Everyone says. But they don’t
see her nonsense side.

Rui rui is so cute
But I wish he’d remember
That we always love him

Yi Tong makes cheesecake
Still the same after five years
Glad we still can click


Because I realised that what I’ve been calling haikus aren’t exactly haikus in the strictest sense of the word. SIGH. Because they’re too simplistic hahaha. It shall now be called b-haikus (bogus haikus) Because f-haikus (f for fake) sound too vulgar for my liking.

Hope you enjoyed my b-haikus.

Here’s a double reading in Hazel’s b-haiku (the first line), see if you can spot it! ^^ I quite like it

Haikus to friends

I miss Literature

Or rather, I miss being a student of Literature in English.

I was just thinking about this a few days ago, after hearing stories from my friends who are taking the Literature module this semester. Literature was really fun to study, not so fun when it’s an examination of course (but then again, what is?)

I miss being a Literature student in NJC. Mr Whitby and Mr Dio were really really good teachers (Mr Dio was good in his own… rather interesting way) and the texts we had to do were made more interesting because of them.

Except for Tess though. Nobody can make Thomas Hardy’s Tess interesting. I mean, the plot’s so dramatic and exciting. BUT THE WAY IT’S WRITTEN OH MY GOODNESS. But the other texts, oh how I fell in love with the other texts! I really learnt a lot not only from my teachers but the texts themselves and it was just a really really amazing experience.

I miss analysing Literature texts. NEVER THOUGHT I’D SAY THIS. And I’ll probably hate it again once I’d to do it again. But at the moment yeah. I miss wondering if I’m free associating, I miss thinking too much into things (and realising that hey! I was right – not that it happens a lot of course) and I miss puzzling over the obscure P5 unseen texts.

Oh gosh unseen texts. I’ve quite forgotten about them!! I remember how bewildered and lost I felt after seeing the first every P5 prose unseen. I remember it was Ms Soh / Ms Koh who threw it at us and we were furiously copying down the analysis and the unseen was well, just really really hard. Secondary school Literature was nothing like that, I could barely understand the unseen!

Then P1 had compare and contrast exercises and they were.. stimulating. Like the common themes, once you knew them, were easy enough to spot. And the moments when Mr Whitby pointed them out to us were quite um common HAHA. But pretty cool. So yup I miss compare and contrast even though I was so bad at it 😦

Mmmm what else about Literature.. don’t remember now! I’m not exactly listing out everything in Lit, just the things that occur to me while writing!



Okay that’s all bye.

I miss Literature

Ode to Hazel

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Hazel(nuts) are brown
Don’t frown

Above is the poem I wrote to Hazel. It’s called Ode to Hazel. It’s very subtly to her because I don’t directly say her name. Instead I say ‘Hazel(nuts)’ how very clever of me I must say!!

Here is my analysis of my poem. (referring to myself as the poet from here onwards. I’m sure poets everywhere are cringing now oops)

The poet reuses the much used first two lines of a simple love poem in the opening of her poem. The lines are statements of what is obvious. The red rose is a common symbol of love – hence extremely appropriate when used here in the context of a love poem.

However I’m not sure how violets fit in. Perhaps the person who first wrote the lines only knew of these two flowers. Or perhaps violets represent something special between him / her and his / her lover. Or maybe violets were the only flowers he could think of. That would usually be blue. Because for example, daisies are not always one colour. Neither are orchids. Hence it would be less disputable to say that violets are blue.

Hazel, the name of the person the poet dedicates her poem to, is not very brown. However, to keep with the same intent as the first two lines, the poet decides to make it Hazel(nut). Because firstly, Hazel is really slightly nuts. And secondly, hazelnuts are generally brown. Plus it’s not a flower. So it’s kinda original.

The last line is the most profound one of all. The poet seems to be asking Hazel not to frown, to stay happy. Is something bothering Hazel? Is Hazel unhappy? We will never know.
(actually frown was the best rhyming word for brown)

My analysis ends here.

Ode to Hazel

Poems don’t need to rhyme

One of my all time favourite poems is Carol Ann Duffy’s Mrs Darwin.

7 April 1852
Went to the Zoo.
I said to Him—
Something about that Chimpanzee over there reminds me of you.

It’s my favourite because it’s funny! And it changes our perception of Darwin completely. Of course it’s fictitious but so very amusing! ^^


So now here is my poem for PJ. Something that does not rhyme

PJ is the friend I work with
I used to see her everyday
But lately she’s been down with a fever
So that has not been the case.

5 days I have not worked with her
The most boring
5 days of work since forever

I really hope she’ll come back on Monday
Because I do miss her so!
I miss our long lunches together
And our conversations about

One Direction.

I miss sharing the chair with her
As we tumblr after lunch
And squeal over nonsense
And laugh at people together

I also miss how she pops,
Like a weasel,
by my office desk
Just to say a quick hello

Or sometimes have a 15min conversation
I miss counting down
To lunch and knock off time
With PJ
Because it’s so lonely without youuuuuuuuuu ): ):



And my attempt at being smart fails. HAHA. But I really hope PJ gets well soon. It’s so quiet w/o her and feels rather strange sigh. And I’ve been early for the past 5 days. #justsaying. Not used to it!!

Oh I had something I wanted to say but I’ve completely forgotten it ): oh wellz looks like it’s time to sleep!


Poems don’t need to rhyme