Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Good Bye...

Time moves so fast, one and a half year passed so quickly, we are going to leave each other and embark on a new journey. I still remember the time when we first met each other, and we were not close at all during the beginning of the year, but look, now we already got closer. =) But the sad thing is we are going to separate. All the moments that we laughed and played together will be remembered and kept in my heart, i will not forget PL2. After this we don't know when and where will we meet again, so don't forget to keep in touch! Love and miss you all =)

From Michelle

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Last week

Hey guys, its our last week of college!

Just here to let you guys know that you all have been the most awesome classmates ever for the past year and a half!! WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU!! Let's have lunch one of these days since we're all at around the area but not attending classes all the time. :DDD

I ish gonna dedicate a longer post to all of you soon. Here and on my own blog. :DDD. Take care all of you. Study hard for A2 and all the best! WE CAN DO IT!


With much much love;

Friday, March 19, 2010

Just for Laughs

Looks like yaoi cover, yes? Lol.

The Law Debate: 0901PL1/2 vs 1001PL2

PL1/2 = not PL half... lol

We won!

Some photos from the debate.
All of our debaters when full force and mowed down the opposition.

Irene got her rights right. The opposition didn't. ;D

Suhaib's opposers were mighty ignorant.

The Chairman is not amused.

Hope that or amazing team can win the next round! Good luck for the next debate, and good luck for the exams!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Charles Bukowski

Here are some of my favourite poems from this poet... Enjoy!

a smile to remember
by Charles Bukowski

we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, "be happy Henry!"
and she was right: it's better to be happy if you
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't
understand what was attacking him from within.

my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile!
why don't you ever smile?"

and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw

one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
they floated on the water, on their sides, their
eyes still open,
and when my father got home he threw them to the cat
there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother

The Crunch
by Charles Bukowski

too much too little

too fat
too thin
or nobody.

laughter or


strangers with faces like
the backs of
thumb tacks

armies running through
streets of blood
waving winebottles
bayoneting and fucking

an old guy in a cheap room
with a photograph of M. Monroe.

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock

people so tired
either by love or no love.

people just are not good to each other
one on one.

the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.

we are afraid.

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners

it hasn't told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.

or the terror of one person
aching in one place

unspoken to

watering a plant.

people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other.

I suppose they never will be.
I don't ask them to be.

but sometimes I think about

the beads will swing
the clouds will cloud
and the killer will behead the child
like taking a bite out of an ice cream cone.

too much
too little

too fat
too thin
or nobody

more haters than lovers.

people are not good to each other.
perhaps if they were
our deaths would not be so sad.

meanwhile I look at young girls
flowers of chance.

there must be a way.

surely there must be a way that we have not yet
though of.

who put this brain inside of me?

it cries
it demands
it says that there is a chance.

it will not say

The Aliens
by Charles Bukowski

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction or
they dress well, eat
well, sleep well.
they are contented with
their family
they have moments of
but all in all
they are undisturbed
and often feel
very good.
and when they die
it is an easy
death, usually in their

Friday, February 19, 2010

Do Parents Name their Children "Lucifer"?

Mr Andrew asked the Literature class to see if the name "Lucifer" is included under baby names. While I couldn't it in any baby name websites, Yahoo!Answers had this:

My husband and I have actually had that discussion. Lucifer, if you can get beyond its traditional usage, is really a beautiful name. It means "bringer of light" or "morning star," and it flows nicely. Unfortunately, most people will not be able to get beyond the fact that it has been used as an alternate name for Satan. We just had to ditch the idea when we thought of what my husband's very traditional grandmother would say...So in summary, Lucifer is a very pleasant-sounding name with a nice meaning, but it is probably not a good thing to actually name a child. I'm hoping that somebody has the guts to reclaim it, but it won't be me.

Well... sounds like quite a nice name for such an evil person...

Sorry, More Ophelia

I know I shouldn't be encouraging this...