I HATE ECONOMICS!
That is all.
Entries for January, 2006
January 18, 2006
by TrapT | 10:18 PM
Let TrapT write about the less truth-seeking stuff and get on to more every day kind of an entry.
I HATE ECONOMICS!
That is all.
I HATE ECONOMICS!
That is all.
January 20, 2006
by TrapT | 10:23 PM
There is very little to say when one does not get desirable results.
I HATE ECONOMICS.
That is all.
I HATE ECONOMICS.
That is all.
January 29, 2006
by TrapT | 12:50 AM
I think we all know a little about how we females wonder where all the good men has gone to and if it is really too much to ask when all we want is a nice young lad to come by. Well, it certainly does look like it now. I’m not going to get to the long list of qualities of what a girl really wants in a boy. To begin with, no one gentleman out there would really fulfill all our implausible fantasies. And for the gentlemen … well … I do not believe you would want to have a look at that list.
I am too much of a feminist to agree that female is the weaker sex. I believe too much in equality to succumb to that. Yet, females are really more realistic than most people think we are. We are aware that we are indeed the weaker sex. To great lengths, we enjoy being the weaker sex. We definitely don’t want to show our masculinity when we’re moving or when the car has broken down and someone needs to start pushing it to start or even when the dog has a flea problem. We are a fairly intelligent sex. We flex our muscles for all labour only when there is a serious necessity (when the sale is on.) After all, what are men (good or bad) for? That is, of course, not to say that we are totally incapable of moving things or fixing a car or getting rid of a flea problem. Only thing is, I think we have to deal with a lot more of these situations than we would really like to.
The idea of chivalry has changed so much. (Alright, maybe a little depth and insight to the text I’m doing now for literature, Chaucer’s A Knight’s Tale has led to this!) Back then, you’ve got to be a knight to know what chivalry is about – that would mean you were to be loyal to your king and God; brave in battle; willing to sacrifice yourself for the greater good; to your countrymen, you were to be humble, merciful and courteous and finally to ladies above all, you were to be gracious and gentle. We ladies would know that not half of this would be satisfactorily fulfilled in the modern times. When you think about how the ladies now are not expecting a little war to start in pursuit of them and how little they hope for the adoring, daring boys to leap to death in woe for them and also how they have given up on expecting blood to be spilt for them while they watch without affection on a pedestal and how they are not even expecting for a knight in shining armour to carry a bunch of white lilies and walk towards you, you’d get the idea of how much chivalry has changed.
Then again, like I said, we ladies are essentially realistic. We imagine ourselves meeting the likes of Darcy from Austen’s Pride and Prejudice and Fielding’s The Bridget Jones Diary (I love both the Darcys.) We only dream of idealistic visions of a knight in shining armour but I assure you that we are more aware than anyone that these sweet gentle pleasures are things of the past and are gone for good. Now, we settle for something less demonstrative. To begin with, we ask now, only for a gentleman to hold the door open for us, push in our chair before we sit, pay for our dinner, smile when we are late, wait when we are shopping, say the right things at the right time and buy the right gifts when they actually decide to buy a gift at all. Sure, the lads out there are capable of doing all this little, trivial things that only females would believe to be significant (if they remember) but I think we can all agree the basics – sometimes, it is the most trivial thoughts that touches the heart.
Every so often, the ladies might want a long, slow, quiet stroll down the park in the evenings or to church on Sundays. Or, a quiet cup of tea and reading on a rainy evening. Alright, I’m very much a sucker for tea and walks and books and silence but you get the idea how these little moments makes a difference. And, in exchange, we’ll just sit next to you while you watch your weekend football matches and listen to you go on and on about how Wayne Rooney has started a fight or Christiano Ronaldo is a kickass midfielder or how beautiful Iverson’s shoes are or a complete report of the scores of all football leagues and sports we’ve never quite heard of.
Is that too much to ask?
It is not so much of the chivalric character you display by holding the door open for us or paying our meals and movies or even buying the right gifts or saying the right things all the time but rather the contemplation that we are walking just behind you when you open the door and the thought of watching a movie together without being told and the consideration you show when you know we are wrong (most of the time, we do know we are wrong). It is those brief tender moments when we are distressed and you are next to us. To say it’s easy to make way to a girl’s heart is an understatement – all you really have to do is hit the right keys.
Perhaps, it is true to say that chivalry is dead.
No, chivalry is dead.
I am too much of a feminist to agree that female is the weaker sex. I believe too much in equality to succumb to that. Yet, females are really more realistic than most people think we are. We are aware that we are indeed the weaker sex. To great lengths, we enjoy being the weaker sex. We definitely don’t want to show our masculinity when we’re moving or when the car has broken down and someone needs to start pushing it to start or even when the dog has a flea problem. We are a fairly intelligent sex. We flex our muscles for all labour only when there is a serious necessity (when the sale is on.) After all, what are men (good or bad) for? That is, of course, not to say that we are totally incapable of moving things or fixing a car or getting rid of a flea problem. Only thing is, I think we have to deal with a lot more of these situations than we would really like to.
The idea of chivalry has changed so much. (Alright, maybe a little depth and insight to the text I’m doing now for literature, Chaucer’s A Knight’s Tale has led to this!) Back then, you’ve got to be a knight to know what chivalry is about – that would mean you were to be loyal to your king and God; brave in battle; willing to sacrifice yourself for the greater good; to your countrymen, you were to be humble, merciful and courteous and finally to ladies above all, you were to be gracious and gentle. We ladies would know that not half of this would be satisfactorily fulfilled in the modern times. When you think about how the ladies now are not expecting a little war to start in pursuit of them and how little they hope for the adoring, daring boys to leap to death in woe for them and also how they have given up on expecting blood to be spilt for them while they watch without affection on a pedestal and how they are not even expecting for a knight in shining armour to carry a bunch of white lilies and walk towards you, you’d get the idea of how much chivalry has changed.
Then again, like I said, we ladies are essentially realistic. We imagine ourselves meeting the likes of Darcy from Austen’s Pride and Prejudice and Fielding’s The Bridget Jones Diary (I love both the Darcys.) We only dream of idealistic visions of a knight in shining armour but I assure you that we are more aware than anyone that these sweet gentle pleasures are things of the past and are gone for good. Now, we settle for something less demonstrative. To begin with, we ask now, only for a gentleman to hold the door open for us, push in our chair before we sit, pay for our dinner, smile when we are late, wait when we are shopping, say the right things at the right time and buy the right gifts when they actually decide to buy a gift at all. Sure, the lads out there are capable of doing all this little, trivial things that only females would believe to be significant (if they remember) but I think we can all agree the basics – sometimes, it is the most trivial thoughts that touches the heart.
Every so often, the ladies might want a long, slow, quiet stroll down the park in the evenings or to church on Sundays. Or, a quiet cup of tea and reading on a rainy evening. Alright, I’m very much a sucker for tea and walks and books and silence but you get the idea how these little moments makes a difference. And, in exchange, we’ll just sit next to you while you watch your weekend football matches and listen to you go on and on about how Wayne Rooney has started a fight or Christiano Ronaldo is a kickass midfielder or how beautiful Iverson’s shoes are or a complete report of the scores of all football leagues and sports we’ve never quite heard of.
Is that too much to ask?
It is not so much of the chivalric character you display by holding the door open for us or paying our meals and movies or even buying the right gifts or saying the right things all the time but rather the contemplation that we are walking just behind you when you open the door and the thought of watching a movie together without being told and the consideration you show when you know we are wrong (most of the time, we do know we are wrong). It is those brief tender moments when we are distressed and you are next to us. To say it’s easy to make way to a girl’s heart is an understatement – all you really have to do is hit the right keys.
Perhaps, it is true to say that chivalry is dead.
No, chivalry is dead.
[[ music ]] Terrence Jay - One Blood
[[ book ]] Sons and Lovers - D. H. Lawrence
[[ mood ]] lazy
January 29, 2006
by TrapT | 05:08 PM
There comes a time when one realizes it is time to stop an ‘I HATE ECONOMICS’ streak – not because the resentment has gone any less than before but because any prolongation of such an emotionally charged sentiment will only lead to further enhanced and increased bitterness. Nonetheless, in my defense, education is all about endurance and it reaches a point where one can no longer take it. After all, how interesting can studies on interest rates, demand and supply, economic growth and production possibilities possibly be?
Chinese New Year was never really, and still is not really Chinese New Year when you are in education. Just when you think you are grateful for that one week break, the lecturers burden you with law essays, stick figures to draw and an economic test when you return from your supposed holidays. I’m a Chinese. Have a heart. I supposed it never quite occurred to them that Chinese celebrates Chinese New Year. No matter – according to them, Chinese New Year comes by every year but you’re quite certain you don’t want you’re A-Level examination to come every year.
I suppose it kills whatever is left of the Chinese New Year spirit if I keep ranting. So, Happy Chinese New Year and have a good year ahead.
Cheerio mates.
Chinese New Year was never really, and still is not really Chinese New Year when you are in education. Just when you think you are grateful for that one week break, the lecturers burden you with law essays, stick figures to draw and an economic test when you return from your supposed holidays. I’m a Chinese. Have a heart. I supposed it never quite occurred to them that Chinese celebrates Chinese New Year. No matter – according to them, Chinese New Year comes by every year but you’re quite certain you don’t want you’re A-Level examination to come every year.
I suppose it kills whatever is left of the Chinese New Year spirit if I keep ranting. So, Happy Chinese New Year and have a good year ahead.
Cheerio mates.
[[ music ]] Jack Johnson - Flake
[[ mood ]] blah