you know. i was telling daniel's brother something that day and he deemed it lame.
omg, andrew is a mean boy.HAHA! no, he really isn't. i'm just trying to act younger than my age. i'm so darn old! (well, no. not really either)
anyhow, i told andrew that i needed to tell him something important and he gave me permission to go on. so i did.
i said. hey andrew. you're AN umbrella, you're AN idiot. but you're A drew. not AN drew. therefore, i think your name is grammatically incorrect. please ask jennifer to change your name. needless to say, he went WTH and went offline. HAHHA.
i'm sorry, i still think its incredibly funny.
it always cracks me up and its been ages since i first used it. someone asked me how i come up with such things on the spot. i told them. oh, the perils of an english tutor. sigh. its a job hazard.
daniel on the other hand, is grammatically accurate since there's no noun to prefix or any such thing. so, good job jennifer!you got 0.75 names grammatically accurate.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
sex and the city
as i sit at my desk, trying to internalise the night in all its broken wonder; i can't help but wonder if this is a worthy enough trade off.
but i wonder.
in any case, mid semester tests are all over and past thoughts/mental notes i'd previously bookmarked and shelved into the nodes of my brain are all creeping out from oblivion.
OKAYOKAY, i sense this very negative vibe about this article so i'll shelve this piece for now. lets talk about something, cheerier? like, love. how can i not write about something like, love; after having watched sex and the city this afternoon.
so, here we go. embrace yourselves.
LOVE. we always talk about love as an entity. we say that love is this and love is that. we liken love to red splotches of emotion and associate love with prada, gucci and fendi on a stick. yet, we never just tell people that words really do undermine love.
love needs to be, experienced.
it's hard for me to write on a topic which i can barely grasp. i guess people categorize love based on romantic feelings and kinship ties. unfortunately, i have so little experience in both categories that i try but fail to see the essence of what love really is.
kinship. i want to say that i love my parents. but do i really? i want to say that i love God. but can i honestly say it without a shred of doubt or a hidden motive and agenda? i can honestly say that i can't. i want to, but i can't.
would i die for christ/parents?
YES.
would i be willing to be tortured for them?
YEs.s.ss.er..hmm..yes?hmm.erm.maybe?
and if love is sacrifice, then have i not loved them?
romantic. i want to say that i know what love is but i honestly don't. i mean, i feel a certain feeling but there are no books or kits to confirm what i feel. i've tried the library, google church and the bbc dictionary but its just one of those literary paradox of value diagrams.
go figure.
people always talk about love with the opposite sex like harry and sally(that was a great movie btw"when harry met sally")but they sometimes fail to realise that they're just one step away from the statistics and rationales they so speak of.
do i honeslty want to be part of that statistic because society commercialises love so much so that if i don't love, i'm not a typical consumer?do we love because we love, or do we love because its the right thing to do? ultimately, when all the frivolties of this tiny world has been chiselled away, one thing remains. you. you, as raw and impressionable as you've always been. you, as gullible and fresh as you've sometimes been. you, as untainted and pure as you've never been.
then what?
so, i shall now attempt to rewrite this whole article. here, lets start from the top.
LOVE. jkhfvrjr vk hbvyg vh j vyfv uhjibugyfrcv iuybiopi uyvyu ttrws ikpo i vy iououuf t uiy tc f derr ge bkjfcdkjf ff kfjrker dfjrhbt ervjoewoe riuirurut45u erjevke kerv kwej wkejw wkejv oqwp owoeuvb owei.
kwcejvrb wvbtet rbeb54 TUNY rtvr ytsyn5ty oo wqe yi7urtra kj i k oni oioik po opopopi i ioi edsw k ;l ouii [ p j vgkj ljkui k ybntyu6ur rtbtaen rteay5e rtbar ewrerbtw rnyrtyn rtnrn rntrme nrtrt4m.
okay, you get my point.(that i'm typing gibberish) my point is. we shouldn't attempt to analyze love. in the face of love, all these words are just pure gibberish. it'll fall away and we'll be left wondering. so here. let me try this again. i shall now attempt to rewrite this whole article. lets start from the top.
LOVE.
THE END
its not for me to fill up with words and pictures. this space, like love, will never be tangible. we have to fill it up in our own little ways. so there, i said it. love, is that.
---------------------------------------------
on another note, i honestly believe my husband is going to annul our marriage on the grounds of wilful refusal. omg. i hate it when peopl touch me. i feel dirty and it really just makes me want to cry.
but i wonder.
in any case, mid semester tests are all over and past thoughts/mental notes i'd previously bookmarked and shelved into the nodes of my brain are all creeping out from oblivion.
OKAYOKAY, i sense this very negative vibe about this article so i'll shelve this piece for now. lets talk about something, cheerier? like, love. how can i not write about something like, love; after having watched sex and the city this afternoon.
so, here we go. embrace yourselves.
LOVE. we always talk about love as an entity. we say that love is this and love is that. we liken love to red splotches of emotion and associate love with prada, gucci and fendi on a stick. yet, we never just tell people that words really do undermine love.
love needs to be, experienced.
it's hard for me to write on a topic which i can barely grasp. i guess people categorize love based on romantic feelings and kinship ties. unfortunately, i have so little experience in both categories that i try but fail to see the essence of what love really is.
kinship. i want to say that i love my parents. but do i really? i want to say that i love God. but can i honestly say it without a shred of doubt or a hidden motive and agenda? i can honestly say that i can't. i want to, but i can't.
would i die for christ/parents?
YES.
would i be willing to be tortured for them?
YEs.s.ss.er..hmm..yes?hmm.erm.maybe?
and if love is sacrifice, then have i not loved them?
romantic. i want to say that i know what love is but i honestly don't. i mean, i feel a certain feeling but there are no books or kits to confirm what i feel. i've tried the library, google church and the bbc dictionary but its just one of those literary paradox of value diagrams.
go figure.
people always talk about love with the opposite sex like harry and sally(that was a great movie btw"when harry met sally")but they sometimes fail to realise that they're just one step away from the statistics and rationales they so speak of.
do i honeslty want to be part of that statistic because society commercialises love so much so that if i don't love, i'm not a typical consumer?do we love because we love, or do we love because its the right thing to do? ultimately, when all the frivolties of this tiny world has been chiselled away, one thing remains. you. you, as raw and impressionable as you've always been. you, as gullible and fresh as you've sometimes been. you, as untainted and pure as you've never been.
then what?
so, i shall now attempt to rewrite this whole article. here, lets start from the top.
LOVE. jkhfvrjr vk hbvyg vh j vyfv uhjibugyfrcv iuybiopi uyvyu ttrws ikpo i vy iououuf t uiy tc f derr ge bkjfcdkjf ff kfjrker dfjrhbt ervjoewoe riuirurut45u erjevke kerv kwej wkejw wkejv oqwp owoeuvb owei.
kwcejvrb wvbtet rbeb54 TUNY rtvr ytsyn5ty oo wqe yi7urtra kj i k oni oioik po opopopi i ioi edsw k ;l ouii [ p j vgkj ljkui k ybntyu6ur rtbtaen rteay5e rtbar ewrerbtw rnyrtyn rtnrn rntrme nrtrt4m.
okay, you get my point.(that i'm typing gibberish) my point is. we shouldn't attempt to analyze love. in the face of love, all these words are just pure gibberish. it'll fall away and we'll be left wondering. so here. let me try this again. i shall now attempt to rewrite this whole article. lets start from the top.
LOVE.
THE END
its not for me to fill up with words and pictures. this space, like love, will never be tangible. we have to fill it up in our own little ways. so there, i said it. love, is that.
---------------------------------------------
on another note, i honestly believe my husband is going to annul our marriage on the grounds of wilful refusal. omg. i hate it when peopl touch me. i feel dirty and it really just makes me want to cry.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
MID YEAR
"the brain is a wonderful organ. it starts working the moment you get up in the morning and does not stop until you get into the office" - Robert Frost
as ironic as that actually sounds, sometimes it seems to be the truth of life (especially in investment banking, read monkey business...it's the real deal) sch kinda seems that way, as if the day passes week after week and we do the same thing day in day out which is just go to sch and be like zombies. but hey, what more could the sys possibly ask for?:)
on a more happier note, it's halfway through the year. that means the hols are here:) sadly my dear will be havin sch but at least can meet up right?:) it's really awesome that u're enjoyin sch a little more though, with art and stuff. havin something to look forward to always makes sch better.
crazy things that we did this month, MC's birthday surprise:) was really funny how she fell for the trick hook line and sinker. her reaction was hilarious too, super funny. can't believe that she didn't want to talk to the "new student" though:) plus i think u look really funny in a vj uf, in a nice sort of way though:P
anyways cheerios:)
...and just to cheer u up...LOIS ROCKS:)
as ironic as that actually sounds, sometimes it seems to be the truth of life (especially in investment banking, read monkey business...it's the real deal) sch kinda seems that way, as if the day passes week after week and we do the same thing day in day out which is just go to sch and be like zombies. but hey, what more could the sys possibly ask for?:)
on a more happier note, it's halfway through the year. that means the hols are here:) sadly my dear will be havin sch but at least can meet up right?:) it's really awesome that u're enjoyin sch a little more though, with art and stuff. havin something to look forward to always makes sch better.
crazy things that we did this month, MC's birthday surprise:) was really funny how she fell for the trick hook line and sinker. her reaction was hilarious too, super funny. can't believe that she didn't want to talk to the "new student" though:) plus i think u look really funny in a vj uf, in a nice sort of way though:P
anyways cheerios:)
...and just to cheer u up...LOIS ROCKS:)
Friday, February 15, 2008
our birthdays
i know that i ought to update more often. actually, you should too, DANIEL PFLUG! no matter, no matter.
in any case, our birthdays came and went and now we're BOTH 18. i'm awfully tired so i'll just upload a picture. will post more on another ocassion.
what a low resolution photo.. but i still like it nonetheless.
cheerio:)
oh, and on a side note, daniel has a dear nephew; James Rui-An Gifford...and guess when HIS birthday is. 7TH FEB:) so our birthdays are matched in both the lunar and english calanders.
okay, this was such a ditzy post but here i am, zipping out.
cheerio:) again.
Monday, January 21, 2008
its beautiful
would you erase me if you could? if i hurt you one day
:- lois 1990-?
i've been pondering on that statement and sad to say, i WOULD erase a person. its nothing to do with maturity or the likes but more so, realism.
i mean, sure. you'll learn from your mistakes and such, grow up to be a better person and all that jazz but really, i'd just erase the person and be done with it. there are other ways to learn that lesson. its just how much you want to. in any case, i've been feeling like this(see photo) for a better part of 2008 and i'm hoping the 5th/7th of february will come and whisk away the unhappiness.. a whirlpool of negativity and bad vibes...
its so harsh and i love this photo to bits. THANKS AMELIA! :) this photo was taken for an art show that's going to be held on the 31st Jan 2008, 8pm..at...somehwere :)much love,
lois.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Brown Penny
once my teacher asked me to look for a poem to bring to the class. so I went forth to look for one. As I'm not usually a very poetic person, i garnered inspiration for the one kind of lit that i actually enjoy, movies. I found the perfect poem from the movie Must Love Dogs. At the start of the new year, i guess it kinda fits :)
Brown Penny- By W.B. Yeats
I WHISPERED, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.
'Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.
Brown Penny- By W.B. Yeats
I WHISPERED, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.
'Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Exams
Dear lois,
during this difficult time of tests and exams....I just want to say...
JIA YOU GAL :) :)
always believe that u can do it no matter how hard it might be, simply becuz u can. have lots of rest and don't stress yourself out so much yeah? so study hard and all the best for your exams
:)
dan
during this difficult time of tests and exams....I just want to say...
JIA YOU GAL :) :)
always believe that u can do it no matter how hard it might be, simply becuz u can. have lots of rest and don't stress yourself out so much yeah? so study hard and all the best for your exams
:)
dan
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