Monday, April 28, 2008
essentialism
The metaphysical theory that the essential properties of an object can be distinguished from those that are accidental to it.liberalism
A political theory founded on the natural goodness of humans and the autonomy of the individual and favoring civil and political liberties, government by law with the consent of the governed, and protection from arbitrary authority.
existentialism
A philosophy that emphasizes the uniqueness and isolation of the individual experience in a hostile or indifferent universe, regards human existence as unexplainable, and stresses freedom of choice and responsibility for the consequences of one's acts.positivism
A doctrine contending that sense perceptions are the only admissible basis of human knowledge and precise thought.dualism
The view that the world consists of or is explicable as two fundamental entities, such as mind and matter.phallocentrism
Centered on men or on a male viewpoint, especially one held to entail the domination of women by men.
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enliism
The theory (or doctrine) that the legal reasoning of jurisprudence should be wholly repudiated and thus; rendered non-existent.
i hate legal theory. :c
Labels: educational gripes
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
I said I'd blog about the interesting stuff that I found whilst spring cleaning my room right?
I found my DIARY.
I was never much of a diary person. Hence the very sporadic entries. The first entry was dated 28 May 1998.when i was 10.geez. here's and excerpt:
"Today when I went to tuition my friend did something wrong but I dn't want to talk about it.."
.....until now i cant figure out wth he/she did wrong.DAMMIT 10 year old enli!dont you know that a diary is where you WRITE EVERYTHING OUT...omgz. guess I'll never find out.gah.
the 2nd entry was dated 13 April 2001:
"Now, I'm in form 1 and it sux like hell! For 1 thing, the ppl there talk mandarin! i HATE it! I miss my old school friends in SKBD."
now, mind you, I love my high school mates now; it's just that then everyone I was close to was going to either Hartamas or Sri Cempaka. Sniffles. So obviously I had some bias towards WMS. 1L wasnt exactly the most English speaking class, and for me, a banana, it was pretty terrifying to have all these ppl talking some foreign language;)
but it's all cool now.:D
the 3rd was dated 18 July 2001(here's where thing's start to get juicy):
"There's this guy in my BM class, his name is Zhi Ven. OMG he's so annoying, but kinda cute in a way. I think i just MIGHT have a crush on him. I don't think I really like anyone right now, except maybe ZhiVen..."
hoho. little did I know that he would be my first ever boyfriend.I wonder what would have happened if, say, someone from the future came and told the enli then. ahah.she probably would have suffered a chronic seizure or something.fun-nee la.i tell you.
the 4th was dated 11 October 2001:
"...Guess what, its been three months since i wrote in you and i think i still like him! what am i gonna do?I might stop liking him if i don't do anything..Help!!!But having a bf/gf, sounds pretty American movie and unreal..haha knowing me I will probably only get a bf when im 18.."
ROFL.omg. i cant believe the bf when im 18 part.AHAHHAHAHHAHAHA.how wrong I was lol.
and then there was a whole lot of conteng books which had written conversations in it. u know the kind where some boring old fart *hemSTANLEYhem* is spouting nonsense in front and you have a major life crisis on hand?yeah.THAT kind.
LOL.
I spent about an hour reading and deciphering what we were talking about..one was about zhiven...and the other about tengjun...and the other about nigel.hahaha.funny how I "grew" through the years..from the gushing "omg he's so cute" to the "aw he's alright la" phrases.aaahahaha.
there were also VERY INCRIMINATING conversations involving Amanda Ng and Lim En-Li. tsk tsk.damn naughty we were. waaay back in form three remember?;)i swear we were bitching about everything under the sun..from the irritating way Kamala said my name...LIME EHN LEEEE..hahahaha..to er...well."things"hahaha.still too incriminating to say it out here.:)
There were also examination pad conversations between dear Pei Jean and I during Mr. Goey's BM tuition class..gawd how long ago was that man...Vivekananda and Tristen Won.*laughs till she dies*
brings back the memories....of high school, of friendships made and broken, of first loves and crushes, first HEARTBREAK..*stares daggers at FONG ZHI VEN*hahaha.
all these experiences are what made me ME you know? wouldn't have changed anything.
now my room looks so wonderful.C: and clean.and neat. I kept the conteng books and the diary haha.i think i'll dig them up again 6-7 years from now and laugh at them...by that time this blog too will become one of those things to laugh at.hahahah I wonder how the 25 year old me would look at the 19 year old me. abit strange when you think of it that way huh?
oh wells.
hm let's see.what happened todayyy....OH BANK ACCOUNTS.omg. CAN YOU BELIEVE THE LIMIT MY DADDY WANTED TO PUT ON MY CREDIT CARD!!!!!!?????
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1000.......ringgit.
THAT'S LIKE ABOUT 200 POUNDS.wthhhh...*waves goodbye to shopping*
mum dragged me outta bed at about 11 in the morning (YES i was still asleep then. so sue me im on holiday) to go to HSBC to open a bank account.
I suppose you're wondering WHY the HELL im opening an account here when I could easily open one there myself. it would be more simple than asking HSBC to fax my particulars there and pay 50 pounds as processing fee since mom's coming along with me right?
IM WONDERING THAT TOO.
when i asked, my mom said "oh..its easier" and when I asked again "in what way is it easier?" she replied "it just is lah"
OMG. *enli GG-fies herself and keels over in shock*
i tell you.the University Syndrome is really hitting my parents. THAT and the PP syndrome. (gee Im coming up with alot of diseases nowadays.maybe i should write a book.hm)
what is the PP syndrome?PARANOID PARENTS SYNDROME. henceforth known as PPS.
Now, my "smooth" transition to the UK is marred by one thing; I will be arriving at Warwick on the 22nd, but I am only allowed onto campus accommodation on the 29th. perfecto innit? well it's partly my fault as i failed to apply for orientation thinking that I would be going to UCL *shakes fist at UCL*
So we were looking for alternatives, which involved my cousin who stays in UK and Shaun the mango.
First Case:
Daddy calls 28 yr old cousin and asks if his precious little daughter could bunk in. Cousin dearest promptly agrees. Daddy asks how many rooms there are. Cousin dearest is a bachelor and lives very nicely on his own in a studio apartment (that's a one room apartment for ppl who dont know). Daddy balks at idea of precious little daughter staying with A COUSIN in the same room. and the precious little daughter doesnt know whether to laugh incredulously or die of frustration.
nemmind.
Second Case:
Precious little daughter mentions casually that she has a friend who has an apartment in SW1, not far from Buckingham Palace, very up-market mmhmm. Daddy is all for it until he finds out that the friend is a BOY. No matter that the mother has met the boy and found him very polite (he got up to shake her hand before he left my house), no matter that the boy is from Eton and looks very very very "good boy"; wouldnt harm a fly *him shooting a cat with his airgun is SO beside the point.stupid shaun*NO.IT DOESNT MATTER. he's a BOY.*ooOoOOoOo*what.they got cooties issit. precious little daughter takes a deep breath and tells daddy that the apartment has TWO rooms, and she knows him well enough to know that he will not do anything untoward. Daddy says no. Daughter Dies.
i s.w.e.a.r.
I tell you. Who's to say that I won't be bunking in with any guy friend of mine when I go down to London later during mid-term break or whatnot. They wouldn't know.which is exactly what I said.
"dad, next time also if i go somewhere you wont even know whether im stayin with gals or not rite.."
..i thot that would shut it.
...insufferable daddy replies.." yeah I might not know, but God is watching you.."
OMGWTFBBQ.
he calls my poor cousin again, asking, this time, if there was a hotel in London where MOST GIRLS stayed.WHAT.THE.WHAT AGE ARE WE LIVING IN PRAY TELL DADDY DEAREST.
I could hear my cousin trying to smother his laughter.PAH.
Now he's not going to bring me around london anymore pah.
sigh. such is the life of the poor little princess:)
someone's at the door...
toodles~!
Labels: educational gripes, memory lane
Sunday, August 19, 2007
turning nocturnal?....perhaps.
one bad thing about safari on the Macbook is that the blogger is totally devoid of all cool tools like the font size, color, align left right centre and worst of all....the BOLD ITALICS thing too!!!!
pah.i shall try to install mozilla onto my mac latahs.
it's been a super tiring day.
started with waking up LATE for church and rushing, with the daniel ho calling:) sorry I havent replied your call yet..im a busybee:P
after church had lunch lalala....then when i got home...STARTED LA. my dearest father has, unfortunately contracted an extremely dangerous disease;- the University Syndrome.
*oooooOoOOOOooooOOooh*
Symptoms:
1.Cannot stop talking about tertiary studies, eg. the word University or name of university is uttered every, say 30 seconds or so.
2. Repeats tasks to be done at least a dozen times an hour.
3.Says "No TIME no TIME" sounding rather like a chicken with it's head about to be cut off.
4. Actually wakes innocent bystanders (who incidentally LOVE shopping while said victim loathes said activity) up to go SHOPPING for UK clothes.
5. constantly groans about how underappreciated his/her deeds are eg "You know you are so lucky that im doing such-and-such for you, and you dont even thank me you know?"
sheesh.
chill dude.
nevertheless, i do appreciate his concern.
Loves Muchies!
aaaaaaanyways. went with the mom to go shopping in one yew after being turned out by dad. bought jeans from Gap, leggings and top from WH, two jumpers and a pair of pants from PDI, 'stuff' from La Senza (*winks gurls- esp Saran :theyre on SALE!) shoes from Aldo. That's one thing off my to do list. But in retrospect, shopping is never finished ey.
Shaun and I have decided to dump the fickle minded boy a.k.a Alex Wung.
Tsk.
Make me write your letter summor lah.Had the strangest conversation with Kingz today.
Schizer. Havent called KB and DanielHo back yet. IM so screwed. dont get pissed at me lah kays,will make it up to you:)
Schleepy.
Shaun might be coming to Warwick!*jumps for...er...joy(?)*ahahahha.do come:)the more the merrier.
super tired.
i shall retire now and read my prince caspian before i slumber.
nites peeps.loves.
enli
PS: need an explanation of the title? download it: Coffee and Cigarrettes - Michelle Featherstone or click melanie's link to read emo mel's post about the song. Rings true for "some" circumstances.:/
Labels: educational gripes, shopping
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Sniffles Wiffles and all that sorta thing.
GO LA.
I DONT CARE.
sniff.
Anyways. The daddy is being anal about Uni stuff. Called me about 30 times yesterday to ask about orientation la...flight tickets la....haiyoooooOooOoo.
i cannot take this.
and IM so chilled about it.
Then went with Alex Wung to see his uni thing today.....at PJ hilton. we were under the impression that it was an education FAIR; not an education ROOM. And then he cannot swallow the fact that he WAS THERE and we ended up not even going to any booth..went to caffe cino and had absolutely swunderful cakes.:)
shouldve listened to shaun la really.he predicted that Alex would have too much of an ego to even sit down and listen to some lecturer from Middlesex University or something.
IM going to miss capri soo.
IM all stinky and schmelly now (haha melanie) so i shall go bathe and then have dins dins with la familia and then on to KLIA to see my darling off.
sniffles wiffles.
enli is sad.
:(
see?im sad.
loves peeps.
OH AND ANN IS GOING TO GERMANY YOU LUCKY LIL BIATCH YOU.
congrats on your 3As:)
get me tons of nice things k?
I'll be e-mailing you my wish list:D
-enli-
Labels: educational gripes, emotional
Friday, August 17, 2007
was oh-so-emofied cause of the rejection *shakes fist at UCL* but then I got a call from daddy saying that Warwick accepted me.
was never really one to differentiate between my firm and insurance choices on my UCAS, and at the risk of sounding like a prude(just cause UCL rejected me Im saying I didnt want it anyway), I would say that I purposely chose one London and one non-London uni cuz i wasnt sure what type of lifestyle I wanted.
I said God would choose for me, and I guess well yeah He did.:)
A little put off that I won't be able to frequent the duck rice restaurant in what....basewater?? with shaun.peh.but no matter...will come down to see you tons=P..eventhough youre such a WET blanket - telling me how tedious the journey would be and this and that..yadda yadda.
Went to Maison for Urban Republic. with JackLoLoDanielWung (they come together in a package haha) along with Sammie, Cap, and Kshen.
KSHEN DANCED!lols. very nicely too btw ;)
met Aiman and his friends there too. nice nice. OH AND BENNN!!!
Ben: Im coming down to Melaka on the 23rd to the 26th so make yourself free aights!
Got back to Cap's house at 5am in the morning after mamak-ing and full body massage at liang xin. DAMN NICE PLACE I TELL YOU. Perfect after a crazy night of dancing in the middle of 200 sweaty bodies.
Supertired.Went to college in the morning to request for a remark on my Econs paper. Was contemplating giving up the Warwick offer and going to london to do another course...so I was online searching and shyte..but then I figured eh malas laaaa.:)
Adrian M, I wish you'd come.
Ian and Ollie!UNI MATES. whuahah.:)
im leaving on the 17th of Sept peeps!
come send me off!
loves!
enz.(:
PS: Cap's leavin tomorrow 8(.
Labels: educational gripes, nights out
Thursday, August 16, 2007
perfect la my life.
i s.w.e.a.r.
ohwells.
if that's what God wants from me who am I to say anything right?
Warwick hasn't replied.
olivurrrr congrats:)
sette, i dont exactly know how u did but im sure you did great.lse all the way right?
omggg......screw this la.really.
end up in some funny uni.
over and out.
Labels: educational gripes
