Saturday, November 27, 2010
♥ house rules
There have been times - albeit very rarely - that I wished this were the case. When I snapped handcuffs on an abused wife who'd gone after her husband with a knife, for example. Or when I arrested a guy who'd broken into a grocery store to steal formula for his baby because he couldn't afford it. But just like then, I can't contradict the evidence that's in front of me now. I may feel bad for someone who's committed a crime, but that doesn't mean he hasn't committed it.
- page 253, House Rules
reading this reminded me of something i was talking about with pastor and grace. just because someone may have a good reason or a different way of doing / saying things... doesn't mean it's still right or not rude...
10:37 PM
Saturday, August 21, 2010
♥ die book die
*stab stab stab*
this textbook must be one of the most worst textbooks i have ever had to read.
it is colourless.
pictureless.
the chapters are 30-50 pages long.
it's so bland,
dry,
and BORING!
*dies*
it is colourless.
pictureless.
the chapters are 30-50 pages long.
it's so bland,
dry,
and BORING!
*dies*
3:47 PM
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
♥ After Life - the book
I've read some moving books before, i rarely cry though.
Maybe it's because i always knew they were fiction. not real stories. they didn't actually happen.
This book is different. Being somewhat forced to read it for my anthropology course... I'm currently on the 170th page out of the 178...
Today i was reading it in a lecture that i wasn't suppose to be in... i was taken back by the 'truth' i guess you could say. I closed my eyes and i start to pray. One day... i hope to make a difference in the lives of people like Beto.
We live our life, oblivious to how others... in another country live... to how they live.
I guess sometimes I'm so absorbed by my life. and what surrounds me. that i don't look further than that. I don't realize what goes on - that my eyes cannot see.
Belows an extract from the book ( a part of it that is "PG" friendly - as most of the book is not =/ )... it doesn't capture the whole book, but it affected me... in a way that i cannot describe.
Wednesday, 17 August
Construction workers and the police were beating some people who live in the Rua da Aurora. Two policemen were hitting a pregnant woman.
I went up to the policeman and told him that the woman was pregnant, but even so he didn't stop hitting her. I told him I was going to report him on the radio, but still he continued to hit her. He got angry at me and when he finally stopped, it was to strike me. He hit me twice in the face and told me to disappear from that place. I was afraid and I went away. The passersby were revolted by what they were seeing, but they couldn't do anything.
When the men were finished with what they were doing, they went away, but they threatened to come back at night, to settle scores with me and with the other girls who stay around there. That night the girl lost the baby she was expecting.
Maybe it's because i always knew they were fiction. not real stories. they didn't actually happen.
This book is different. Being somewhat forced to read it for my anthropology course... I'm currently on the 170th page out of the 178...
Today i was reading it in a lecture that i wasn't suppose to be in... i was taken back by the 'truth' i guess you could say. I closed my eyes and i start to pray. One day... i hope to make a difference in the lives of people like Beto.
We live our life, oblivious to how others... in another country live... to how they live.
I guess sometimes I'm so absorbed by my life. and what surrounds me. that i don't look further than that. I don't realize what goes on - that my eyes cannot see.
Belows an extract from the book ( a part of it that is "PG" friendly - as most of the book is not =/ )... it doesn't capture the whole book, but it affected me... in a way that i cannot describe.
Wednesday, 17 August
Construction workers and the police were beating some people who live in the Rua da Aurora. Two policemen were hitting a pregnant woman.
I went up to the policeman and told him that the woman was pregnant, but even so he didn't stop hitting her. I told him I was going to report him on the radio, but still he continued to hit her. He got angry at me and when he finally stopped, it was to strike me. He hit me twice in the face and told me to disappear from that place. I was afraid and I went away. The passersby were revolted by what they were seeing, but they couldn't do anything.
When the men were finished with what they were doing, they went away, but they threatened to come back at night, to settle scores with me and with the other girls who stay around there. That night the girl lost the baby she was expecting.
Labels: anthropology, book
7:38 PM
Sunday, December 28, 2008
♥ wow.. flying off 2moro.
time sure flies.
and i'll be flying off 2moro!
its so soon. it feels like only yesterday when i was in darwin - excited about national tour which was so many months away.
and now it just starts 2moro....
TOMORROW.
dude i havent finished packing! HAHA. i havent done any of my casual clothes n toiletries n stuff.
i know its going to be heaps of fun (i've heard stories from the past YOTY'ers)... and its' going to be a jam packed schedule... so it'll be very very busy.
but i'm use to being busy. by keeping myself busy, i avoid being homesick. thats why im very rarely homesick when i'm on holidays n stuff. haha. pretty independant huh?
oh but we'll see how i go... when im not talkin to the other state winners, i have a 600 page book to read.. and lots of letters and postcards to write. so im sure i'll never be bored - in fact, i'm more likely to run out of time, instead of having too much.
ahh.. sydney first up. new yrs in sydney. it's going to be awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. woot =)
and i'll be flying off 2moro!
its so soon. it feels like only yesterday when i was in darwin - excited about national tour which was so many months away.
and now it just starts 2moro....
TOMORROW.
dude i havent finished packing! HAHA. i havent done any of my casual clothes n toiletries n stuff.
i know its going to be heaps of fun (i've heard stories from the past YOTY'ers)... and its' going to be a jam packed schedule... so it'll be very very busy.
but i'm use to being busy. by keeping myself busy, i avoid being homesick. thats why im very rarely homesick when i'm on holidays n stuff. haha. pretty independant huh?
oh but we'll see how i go... when im not talkin to the other state winners, i have a 600 page book to read.. and lots of letters and postcards to write. so im sure i'll never be bored - in fact, i'm more likely to run out of time, instead of having too much.
ahh.. sydney first up. new yrs in sydney. it's going to be awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. woot =)
12:09 AM
