10 December 2010

今晚向空櫈致敬

"這個獎並非反華,這個獎是向中國人民致敬。

這不是抗議,這是向中國發出的信號,提醒中國發展經濟的同時應結合政治改革,以及支持在中國為人權奮鬥的人士。這對中國的未來非常重要。

和平獎代表普世權利及價值,並非西方標準。"

- 諾貝爾委員會主席亞格蘭

http://hk.news.yahoo.com/article/101209/4/look.html

07 December 2010

我的美麗日記

敷了一片我的美麗日記
面膜拿下來外後 臉上還留著充足的精華液
心想食得唔好o徙
便用雙手按摩面部
務求令肌膚更充分地吸收精華液
由於精華液實在太滑...

我的尾指








插.進.了.鼻.孔. =.=

Dumbass

I submerge myself in the ocean of books
Seeking a trace of comfort.
My mind empty as usual,
To nobody I could confess my sorrow.

How eager I am to be educated
How eager I am to be endowed with wisdom.
The harder I try
The stupider I feel.

The meticulous makeup fails to conceal the ignorance
But reveals the humiliating truth.
The eyelashes try to bury the superficial self
Yet authenticity prevails.

I wish I did better than merely smiling
I wish I knew what the hell I have been doing.
I wish I were more than a china doll
Whose tongue got stuck in its jaw.

06 December 2010

無聊post一篇

今早化妝畫了條好漂亮的眼線
開心了好一陣子.

05 December 2010

stomachache

it has been becoming more frequent
but the pain just makes me feel alive.

maybe im real mesochiastic huh.

名校女生

看到這篇文章, 好多話想說.

http://hk.news.yahoo.com/article/101204/4/lljy.html#

我的母校,是港島區一家有逾百年歷史的女校,人稱「老牌名校」、「貴族學校」。我曾經為自己能夠入讀這樣的名校感到無比自豪,因為我們一班女生,既能說流利英語、又懂得吃西餐禮儀、亦能夠淡定自信於人前表現自己,根本唔將隔籬學校著旗袍紮孖辮的四眼妹放在眼內。

直至我做了記者,我才發現,所謂名校生獨有的自信、傲氣,還有世故、現實,跟那隻只懂呱呱叫的井底之蛙,沒太大分別。
...
年輕的我用了半年時間,流了很多淚水、開了多晚通宵,就全程投入校園生活,學懂說美國 口音英文、不怕在堂上舉手答問題、在同學面前不再害羞,我學會了如何做個presentable的名校生。我的成績由包尾變成中等,更獲頒全年進步獎。我開始享受校園生活,和我的富家同學一起溫習看戲談天說笑。我享受自己被標籤成「A班精英」,有名人來校探訪,校長只會把他帶到我們A班;朗讀話劇跳舞我們A班都拿冠軍;老師最疼惜的又是我們A班。
...
教育的終極目標,是訓練每個人的獨立思考、批判思想。但名校在這方面做到幾多?名校最成功的,是它大批倒模生產一個個典型香港人——實際、精叻、識上位、識表現自己。但更深層的價值——真、善、美,名校又教了幾多?

這個每個名校生都應思考的問題。

這更是所有名校校長老師應思考的問題。
別說我把責任推到那堆「春風化雨」的人身上, 不是所有老師都偉大.

我跟好友們都曾是名校文化之下的受害者, 對於作者所說的, 我只能說句: i can't fucking agree more.

在那名牌女校(沒有猜錯的話應該是作者的姊妹學校)的七年裡, 我學懂了許多許多. 我學懂如何裝淑女, 如何舉止得體, 如何「見人講人話, 見鬼講鬼話」... 身邊的人一聽到我是聖XX的學生便說「嘩名校喎」. 七年, 我足足被標籤了七年. 旁人總期望我們乖巧純情不被俗世污染. 自己知自己事, 所謂名校的學生們完全知道外界總被那光環蒙蔽. 有人為此沾沾自喜, 覺得自己是creme de la creme, 認為自己與眾不同, 我卻為此感到可悲.

我不知是否所有其他名校的學生都作如是想, 但至少我跟身邊的朋友們對所謂的「名校風氣」感到好反感, 而且氣餒.

我的母校現實得很. 你叻, 我錫你. 你乖, 我仲錫你. 你叻, 但唔乖, 我警告你, 再唔聽我當你唔叻. 什麼是「乖」? 聽話聽教老師講乜你做乜, 番學唔化妝唔摺裙, 放學即刻番屋企唔補習唔拍拖. 你有sense有自己思想不認同老師所說的nonsense? 對不起我們只要傀儡. 你有錢呀爸呀媽肯擦鞋? 好.. 我錫你多D.

或許我該慶幸... 母校校風較為純樸, 有錢的同學為數不少, 但勢利的並不多. 因此, 七年間與同學們的相處仍是愉快的. 大家的不快大多是對於校方的愚昧以及老師的廢.

對, 是廢.

好老師固然有, 但充斥在學校裡的, 更多是冗員. 意即那些不懂教書又不憧教學生做人, 頂著名校老師的光環以為自己好勁的廢物.

你教得不好, 我們可以自修可以補習. 但你連品德修養這些不可或缺的深層價值都可視如棄履, 對不起, 我只能為你感到可恥. 眼看有學生眼高於頂不可一世你還加以縱容. 老實說, 書教得再好, 也是徒然.

縱然如此, 我仍是愛我的母校. 畢竟是她把我塑造成現在的模樣. 若沒有那目光短淺的校長, 「做又三十六唔做又三十六」的老師們, 我不會如現在般堅強. 在名女校所學到的, 有其價值所在. Being presentable is never a bad thing. 所謂的大將之風, 也是在這間學校的七年裡逐漸成形的. 再者, 我為曾經遇上一群好老師而感恩. 若非他們的用心教導, 我亦未必能夠找到自己的興趣和目標.

大學主修比較文學, 某程度上就是在不知不覺間追隨其中一位啟蒙老師所作出的抉擇.

DHL

I've been writing this paper for days
and it's like an everlasting job for one to do.
cant wait till semester break
for I will definitely have a real good rest then shop till i drop.

But first I gotta finish this paper on D.H. Lawrence, whose writings I've been struggling with since form 4.
I haven't really read much written by him, but most of the time the beauty in his writings (particularly his dictions) enchanted me, then the arduous work of analyzing the texts drove me nearly crazy, and finally it came the catharsis.

The first text I read was Sons and Lovers, which my English teacher assigned us to read for the HKCEE English Language School Based Assessment. It was quite a mundane task, students were asked to discuss the text in groups while being filmed by the teacher. But we didnt really DISCUSS the text, we just wrote out the script then recited it. It was quite a nice experience though, as I got to know more about the theory of oedipus complex, which further enriched my knowledge on psychology and Freud.

Lady Chatterley's Lover was the second book by DHL I read. I didnt really remember much of it, as it was simply one of my leisure readings during the A-level exam. And I was pretty much in a depressed mood during the period. phew.

I read The Horse Dealer's Daughter for the course Narrative Arts in my freshman year. The professor interpreted the text in a terribly shallow way, at which I was quite dissappointed. The text itself is nice, it should definitely be interpreted in a multidimensional way, and perhaps, with some in-depth thoughts.

And finally, Odor of Chrysanthemums.
The story was first published in America in 1909 (that's why I spelled it as "Odor" instead of "Odour") , then 1911 in England. The sophistication in narrating the thoughts of the protagonist, Elizabeth Bates, was enchanting. I enjoyed very much in reading about her inner struggle and the complex emotions towards people around her. It was a saddening story though.

Well I guess the list would go on as time advances. There're much for one to learn from DHL's writings. I am thankful to the fact that I'd got to know about him during my years at secondary school, his writings opened my eyes to the world of great literatures (i.e. beyond Jane Austen and Shakespeare, lol). DHL is now one of the writers on my "Readable" Writer List (for your information, Charles Dickens has never been on the list). If I were to choose a book to accompany me to the toilet, his will not be chosen; but if I felt like learning something, or having some good reads, then definitely I would go for DHL.

But perhaps I should better go on with my essay on the text first.