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Friday, February 27, 2004

ok i was so fedup with the bad service of the comment service website enetations that i've dumped it for haloscan. Although enetation is such a funky name for simple word like comments, the server screws up almost 3/4 of the time when i want to post a comment. the only problem is all my past comments are gone. well, they'll now be for my eyes only.

the third draft went well. G said that there won't be any major changes to it just a few adjustments and tweeks. I was so delirrriously happy when i got the news. i've done some basic maths and realised that i need to finish one chapter a week if i want my thesis to be done in time.

No problem. just that procrastination is here again and i'm *here* at the computer again. arrived in school on a friday morning 8am, resolved to get some work done and hand in the 18th century essay. can life get any better? I think it could. my mum was at the nagging business again on the phone. i find it very amusing when my mum begins to comment on my social life. i'm thinking what sort of encouraging things she can say about my social life. i still can remember the heartache i caused her when i had my late night rendevous and her pitying pleas for me to come home early and stop hanging around with my band mates. Wanting to get a band and drum out music is certainly not a phase. i would love to do it again but commitments do not allow. Yet there's no big loss in that. i just basically sing in my shower and living room and that makes me happy, perhaps only to the detriment of my neighbours. Btw back to mum topic, those tv programmers should have "The darndest things mum says" on their slot sometime..

Mum so there's a jazz concert happening at your university this friday?
Me yeah.
Mum so you know after we accompany your sister to the gynae, you want to go?
Me no i got church cell group meeting
Mum oh. the jazz concert is by the nus jazz band. they've been around 10 years. there's going to be singers too. Do you know this singer *blah blah name*?
Me no
Mum how come you never join the jazz band
Me muuummm... well i've got other stuff to do like church, studies... well i believe what i'm doing right now is meaningful..
Mum church again. why always church? why can't you just join the jazz band?
Me Well let's just say we have different values ok.
Mum ... your boyfriend also take up alot of your time

2 reasons why i don't want to get mad at her. one is that Jesus forgives me of my obtuse moments as well and two, it just sucks being angry and upset. there's just better things worth fighting for in this world then winning an argument like this.

i'm sincerely looking fwd to my next leisure library visit. i can't wait to start writing more of my nonsense stuff again.

Friday, February 20, 2004

right now with all the workload ahead of me, i'm beginning to procrastinate. finished my dante essay and today's afternoon slots are reserved to clear baggage of church work and finish reading blake's background. but i'm having a headache right now... will have to somehow get to it but i wonder how. hmm..

had a restorative sleep last night after mugging till 5 plus the night before that. i dreamt of.. shopping! hehe. i had a craving for shopping yesterday but it has been "satisfied" for awhile. haha.

this morning woke up and had my quiet time with God. felt bad that i had resolved to do it last night but i stoned again in front of the tv, sister came back for dinner and we chatted happily away till i could not open my eyes anymore. QT was excellent. I'm beginning to see parallelisms with the stuff regarding my supervisor and the things that God is dealing with me. This season seems to be about getting one's hands dirty, coming up face to face with a lot of personal issues that have been dealt with before but never fully resolved. There are times when thoughts come to my mind that God is unfair and unnecessarily harsh but they're just the result of desperate and frustrated moments. When things do come to their bare essence, the Truth always prevails.

It takes time... alot of waiting and being still... to see how God's justice and truth prevails. I'm beginning to understand that especially when i see hannon. very often he gets really frustrated with his bosses coz they're scolding him for wrongs he has never done most of the time, but he restraints his anger. that's not a very easy thing for him to do as he used to speak up against his previous bosses. But the restraining has done him good. I believe that he is beginning to ask God to help him even in controlling his anger. That's great! now it's my turn to do the same thing i guess. the progress of my thesis is not going well. it's so easy to get depressed with all the pressure, giving in to the stress. but i don't want to give in and the holy spirit is always there for guidance.

there may not be much time left for me. i've only about 3 weeks left to churn out the thesis. But it's work and trust or work and sink.

already, i can't wait till this whole sem is over. i was at the woodlands library, having travelled there to borrow purgatory, and there are sooo many books there that i want to read! what happiness! i can envision coffee or tea, or even the east coast park with an amazing book in hand. i can imagine if God wills so, going on a holiday... visiting my friend in melbourne. walking the streets, going to the museums. falling in love with the library there... :) maybe take a train ride to perth and visit our church branch there. fremantle would be beautiful.... haha!

Now work doesn't seem so bad.

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

i'm caught in a dilemma. my sup just told me to get my third draft 3000 words handed to him in 5 days. i have to do an essay 2000words by friday but even earlier than that because i have a presentation discussion on thursday. i have a church lesson tonight at 7.30pm which i signed up on a last minute basis. AND THEN, i have another church meeting tomorrow at 5pm. it does not help that church is 45 -60 min away from home. 45-60min away from school...

what on earth am i going to do? i am very very very torn. it's stupid to write this even now given that i'm so presssed for time but i have to think through this! i guess i can push my essay to tonight. but i don't know if i can summon up enough energy to remain focus. i would probably reach home only by 11 plus. i would have to pull an all-nighter but then... that won't be enough coz i have to review whatever i've written. i need at least one review. but i don't have time for tat because i have to read up all my blake stuff for the presentation discussion the next day (thursday). How can i possibly cram in one review and all the blardy readings, taking into consideration the fact that i've got a blardy meeting in church that very wednesday night...

shit. i forgot. i have to write a church article by this week end. i have to prepare for ANOTHER meeting this sunday 2pm. i am so tieed up in these pathetic knots.. that i'm frankly going crazy.

i could just jolly well tell them that i can't attend all the four lessons afterall. but what will that say about me? very bad reputation. not trustworthy. fickle. what the fish am i doing!!?

i've spent 5 minutes freakin out and the only conclusion i've come to is one that i don't like. cancel the blardy lessons. cancel on the reputation. admit that i'm human and that i can't handle everything. admit that i don't have the faith to believe that i can do everything.

basically. i'm very screwed up today. and i still don't know wat to do. hate to disappoint, can't live up to expectations.. times like these you wish God would speak in a booming voice and knock the senses out of you so you don't have the luxury and capacity to think and become an automaton.

i wish.

well i was done with the intro bit last week. waited the entire week and a few days for my sup's reply of when i can see him to discuss. i just got his reply today. and now i'm feeling a little nervous. i shouted out to God to empower this puny brain, ego and ass to survive the G session. will definately keep you updated with the "juicy" details.

anyway moving on. i have resolved to eat a breakfast meal every morning. i do have the bad habit of skipping breakfast. well, aren't there too many things to do when you wake up? Being at the peak of my brain/spirit power, it'll be such a waste to squander precious time on preparing and eating breakfast right? well, i know that there is only one thing to do if i want to get everything done. wake up E@rLier.

while i was showering today, i suddenly thought of what rings my babes and i were going to have. i confess that the thought of a tiffany ring for him made me depressed. i used to expect one too but knowing how impractical it is and basically a ring is like getting an angbao anyway, all symbols of something... it doesn't matter if it has to be extremely fancy. well i've since made the adjustment but my dahling wants his bling bling to be stamped with tiffany.. what can i do? I've known my dahling to be someone after the finer things in life. i think that's nothing wrong provided we have the money for it.

i will get him a tiffany if the costs can be balanced out. it doesn't hurt just to spend more on someone you love. if we can give the best to God, then surely we can give our best to the one we love.

but i'm still hoping and crossing fingers that he will change his mind. :P hehe. maybe he'll get me a nice T-bling bling too. hehe.

Friday, February 06, 2004

i've just woke up about an hour ago. so many things on my mind, to do and to think about. of courses there are assignments and then there's just personal stuff and church stuff to go through and digest. but, it's so good to start the day with a word from God.

The Lord within her is righteous;
he does no wrong.
Morning by morning he dispenses his justice,
and every new day he des not fail,
yet the unrighteous know no shame.
Zephaniah 3:5

i'm still hoping that i can keep to the deadline of this week to finish up my introduction. i must tell myself absolutely no tv!!!! argh bane of my life that sucks up all my time.

Thursday, February 05, 2004

Writing in the Christian context: Contemporary Singaporean Literature

Writing in the Christian context is an attempt to make sense of the identity of Christians in Singapore, in light of the recent and historical conflicts between religious and state interests. It is treading upon the fine balance between exploring a personal faith and conviction about Christianity yet being sensitive to political and national issues regarding religion and race. In this balancing act, there is a certain sense of anxiety whether one can truly reconcile religious faith with the interests of state or even with the individual’s consciousness that is deeply entrenched within the national consciousness. This sense of anxiety is portrayed in the three texts that I will focus upon namely Tan Hwee Hwee’s Mammon Inc., Felix Cheong’s Broken By The Rain and Faith And Lies by Jeffrey Lim. How this anxiety is portrayed is through the texts’ unsuccessful attempts to resolve the tensions between the authorial and dominant presence of the Christian context and the presence of two things. The first is the presence of competing discourses such as multiculturalism and globalism and the second is the very problematic nature of language itself as ironies, parodies and puns serve to uphold the main context yet subvert it at the same time.

i hope the second time would do the trick. this is basically my first par to my thesis.

it seems the as each day goes by, i'm realising how i've reached new levels of stupidity never known by me before. Yet i'm still optimistic as many of the stupid things i've done have no major consequence on my life so i've got at least a chance to change/improve... kick the habit of self-pity?

yeah... anyway just to share this on my blog and hope it will encourage you. the other day i was really depressed because of some shit my bro-in-law did to me. i tried talking to my parents; they said it was my problem so i should deal with it on my own. i tried calling my bf but the phone wasn't working. so it was rather a sad case that i turned to the bible as my last resort. i should have turned to it in the first place but half of the time, i'm filled with a sense of irritation and anxiety that i'm going to be pounded on the head by it. if someone can rewire my brain and my heart to understand the truth, i would be most grateful.

anyway, i turned to the bible and my eyes fell on the passage in matthew 14:22-36. it's the one of how the disciples are on a boat and there is a terrible storm. everyone is so afraid when suddenly they see a figure walking on the water which got them even more terrified because they think they're seeing a ghost. But it's Jesus so it's ok. Then foolhardy Peter calls out to Him and says if He is really Jesus, then He should call him to come to Him. So Jesus says come on then and Peter walks on water, in the midst of a raging storm.

for the first time in my life, i realised that even as my life may be filled with many troubles and worries, just like a storm, i can still survive and literally walk on the waves if i believe in Him and keep my focus upon Jesus. It was extremely reassuring. i knew i should stop my sobbing since it's becoming so silly. So there i was, in a state of calmness without a worry about the whole damn thing, getting ready to sleep.

sigh. He is faithful. i only pray that someday i'll be the person that He can be proud of, definately make that a day before i die.

Monday, February 02, 2004

have been slugged by my sup about my intro chapter. lacking in focus, ideas and thoughts all over the place... in the process of criticising my work, it became a personal matter and i was subsequently called immature and naive: for thinking i could juggle multiple ideas and refusing to be focused. "In the real world, we have deadlines and we need to focus."

alright dr Goh. i get it. had to take a whole day to "focus" (there's that stinking word again) on what were the constructive bits and what were the totally irrelevant, hurting, mean stinging stuff that stuck to me like a splinter. i can say that i'm doing much better now. if i make it through this shit, i would say it would be a landmark in my life, a point of hopefully emotional/intellectual growth and not retardation. But one thing good about this whole episode was the support i got and all the gooey care and concern that soothed the hurt. gummies (one of the fav.sweets of all time) from Dawn who was kind enough to sit and listen to me rant and rave about dr Goh, just after the supervision session that day. i can't get the gummies out of my mind! they were the best. succulent, juicy, plump and chewy! alright..

then there's my babes who basically had to hear all the emo shit that no one else would hear and that i'm also too embarassed to tell. then the surprise came from dad who was rather empathetic as he admitted that he had the same problem as me: too many ideas and wanting to get ahead of the game prematurely.

i guess i'm thankful. but i'll be even more thankful if i can get my focus! *hint to the Almighty*

the goal is to churn out the new and improved version by this week before i start on the Dante essay and prepare for the 18th century essay too. hope you guys out there are surviving. just 2 more months...

 

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