One is One and All Alone by Nicholas Fisk is about a girl named Trish, who is the only child on a spaceship to Trion, with the setting took place in 2045. She is a lonely, 11-years-old girl, and in need of a friend her age before arriving at their destination in 2047. Her father is an important figure working on the spaceship, and her mother is working on Trion. Her only companion is VP, her VoicePrinter which acts as her diary, teacher and instructor, as well as a 'friend'.

This story is about her and her discovery on having a secret friend, aka making a clone of herself.

Sounds interesting, isn't it? This story is one of two short stories for the new Literature Component for English Language (Form 1 -3), aside from Flipping Fantastic by Jane Langford.

While the story itself sound interesting, and very... well, futuristic, what with the high-tech stuff going on with cloning as its theme, I definitely would not be stupid enough to actually suggest it to my 13-15 years old secondary students for leisure reading (let alone compulsory reading texts), no matter how easy it is to digest the language and what is actually going on in the story. Unless I really sure that they are able to think critically for themselves and not just taking anything for granted.

( What is the best way to teach your students that yes, it is alright to kill your other self? )

I prefer to teach the stupidly sweet and cheesy, full of family values Flipping Fantastic rather than this story. Anytime.

Namely anything about Linguist 307. Really, I'm tempted. That bastard of an assignment did nothing but misery in my life. Not only it was difficult to do, it was also 10-12 pages of report on our speech analysis which only have two line of instructions, which was this:




WTF?? It's not even one line when I posted it here. And each time someone asked what should we do for this assignment, the lecturer would say, "It's all up to you."

Oh well, it's over now. I don't care what happened now. I've submitted it, and that's it. No more.

*off to do something else*

Errr.... By no means, I'm not feeling sick. It's just that after Linguist 307 lecture yesterday, adlina and I were reminded by how most Malaysians speak English. We even talked that way until we reached home. We probably got more than just a few stares, too. LOL. XD

Now, to the serious stuff.

I'm starting to think that I hate Linguist 307. At first, it looked kind of interesting. But after four weeks and still failing to see the purpose of us being in this course, I started to give up trying to keep interest. It does not help the fact that our lectures have nothing to do with our first assignment. I mean, what are the connections between learning different English Englishes with analysing our own speech? And learning the differences between Nothern Irish English and Southern Irish English does not have anything to do with our future teaching career.

Although the fact that I can understand 16th and 18th centuries' English better than 19th century's English astounded me. Go me.

Done with the serious stuff.

I have a new writing community here at DW. I got tired of LJ's random advertisements destroying my page. So I made a new one. I'm not yet sure if I ever want to delete aidokuhibi, but then again, I have no real attachment to that place *gets shot*. Here's to my new writing community, betweenrealities. The name was taken from one of my earlier MAR fics, In Between Realities.

Talking about fanfictions, adlina made a website about fanfiction theft. She got annoyed by how some people plagiarised other people's fanworks. Hers got palgiarised more than a few times, and some got translated to other languages without her permission.

If you're a fanfic writer and think that fanfiction theft still counts as something that must be stop, do support by putting the codes at your profile pagesat DW, LJ, FF.net or other places that you think is suitable.



Here I thought this account is going to be free of fandom stuff. Guess I was wrong.

See you later?

I haven't been updating any of my blogs and as of now, this journal has been the most abandoned (Not counting my Vox journal).

I'll try to update soon, so please be patient.

Wait... is anyone even reading this thing?

I am not the type to get sick easily. I can actually count how many times I went to a doctor on one hand for the last few years. But that's not mean I'm invincible either. I guess I'm somewhere in between. Headaches usually come and go just like that, without me needing to take a medicine and extra rest.

But, once I do get sick, it was such a pain. I don't know how other people when they are sick, but when I'm sick, that means total bed rest. I can't do anything, think of anything, care about anything.  And when I'm sick, they all came at the same time: flu, cough and occasionally fever.

It always starts with sore throat, and it starts as random as when I woke up in the morning. By the time night comes, I usually will have a flu as well. Among all three, flu is the one sickness I hate the most. It comes early, and always leave the last. I hate running and blocked nose. It makes me feel stupid (with all the sniffing), hard to breathe and unable to eat and drink without choking (Well, when you have a blocked nose, you will have to breathe through your mouth, so, yeah.)

Fever sometimes comes, and sometimes not. I somehow think it depends on how my body was feeling at the moment. Amazingly, with all the coughing-and-flu incidents that I have in my 21 years of living, fever seldom get in the way.

The last time I got a high fever when only a couple of years ago. It was during the one-month holiday of my first year in IPBA. It took me three days to actually get out of bed, with me drifting in and out of consciousness and throwing up everything that I have eaten. I was really helpless at the time, and my parents had to be there for me all the time. And let's not mention about the next two weeks of flu and sore throat. My break was actually wasted with sickness. 

That's why I don't understand people who like to get sick. When I told a few friends that I won't be going to the practicum because I was sick, one of them was like, 'Wow, nice!' What's so nice about feeling sick? It is because I got an MC and I don't have to go to school?

Well, I just prefer to think that they don't suffer as much as I do when they're feeling sick.