Well,what should I be writting here by now?
Uhm..life is pretty much the same...work..gym..jogging, mall, house, etc..
been preoccupied with nothing in particular...
i don't want the next sem to start yet..I know that I am bound to be busy again by that time..
However, I am lucky though...unlike my friends who are so bored at home, atleast I have something to be busy with...
I want to watch any Asian series now!! I hardly get to watch them lately..
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
Love this song...by Wax
3. 부탁해요
1. 그 사람을 부탁해요
나보다 더 사랑해줘요
보기에는 소심해보이지만
알고보면 괜찮은 남자예요
눈치가 없이 데이트할 때
친구들과 나올거예요
사랑보다 남자들 우정이
소중하다고 믿는 바보니까요
* 술을 많이 마셔도 속이 좋지 않아요
하도 예민해서 밤잠을 설치죠
밤에 전화할땐 먼저 말없이 끊더라도
화내지 말고 그냥 넘어가줘요
2. 드라마를 좋아하고
스포츠도 좋아해요
야한 여자 너무 싫어 하고
담배피는 여자 싫어하지요
절대 그 사람을 구속하지 말아요
그럴수록 그는 멀어질거예요
사랑한단 말도 너무 자주 표현하지 말아요
금방 싫증낼 수 있으니
**혹시 이런 내가 웃기지않나요
그렇게 잘 알면서 왜 헤어졌는지
그 사람을 사랑할땐 이해할수 없었던 일들이
헤어져보니 이젠 알 것 같아요
그 사람 외롭게 하지 말아요
1. 그 사람을 부탁해요
나보다 더 사랑해줘요
보기에는 소심해보이지만
알고보면 괜찮은 남자예요
눈치가 없이 데이트할 때
친구들과 나올거예요
사랑보다 남자들 우정이
소중하다고 믿는 바보니까요
* 술을 많이 마셔도 속이 좋지 않아요
하도 예민해서 밤잠을 설치죠
밤에 전화할땐 먼저 말없이 끊더라도
화내지 말고 그냥 넘어가줘요
2. 드라마를 좋아하고
스포츠도 좋아해요
야한 여자 너무 싫어 하고
담배피는 여자 싫어하지요
절대 그 사람을 구속하지 말아요
그럴수록 그는 멀어질거예요
사랑한단 말도 너무 자주 표현하지 말아요
금방 싫증낼 수 있으니
**혹시 이런 내가 웃기지않나요
그렇게 잘 알면서 왜 헤어졌는지
그 사람을 사랑할땐 이해할수 없었던 일들이
헤어져보니 이젠 알 것 같아요
그 사람 외롭게 하지 말아요
Friday, October 21, 2005
Got this one from peyups.com..
Love Stories : Just another story
Once upon a time, there was a 15 year-old-girl who was deeply infatuated with a 21-year-old guy. They met one summer in a play, where the girl was one of the lead actors and the guy, the assistant director. Weeks before the show opened, the actor playing opposite the girl backed out and the guy volunteered to take his place. However, the director replaced the guy with another actor at the last minute. The girl was disappointed, to say the least
The guy had always been the girl's fantasy—an unattainable one at that. The guy was what girls would call a “catch”— he was charismatic, charming and he came from a de buena familia—so it was not surprising that girls swooned at his presence. And the guy loved girls almost as much as they loved him.
Unfortunately, the girl witnessed the guy switch from one girlfriend to the next— this week it was a reed-thin model, the next it was someone he met at a bar— just as if he were changing shirts.
The guy also somewhat made the girl feel she meant nothing to him but a kid sister, as if careful not to give her even a glimmer of hope. One time, the girl thought she overheard him say he would never go out with kids. Perhaps the guy intended those words to reach the girl’s ears, sensing her crush on him. Or perhaps the girl was just paranoid.
But when the guy was not playing the tough I'm-older-than-thou act, he was sweet to her. He saw to it that the girl was taken care of, and he provided her the most stimulating of conversations. At those times, she prayed he didn't see her as the kid. She thought he was very cute too.
She considered the times hanging out with him as one of her best. Occasionally they'd eat out (with the other theater people, of course), go to bars, or stay at the girl’s house until the wee hours of the morning, talking, goofing around, and filming silly commercials together— commercials directed by the guy and acted out by the girl and some of their friends.
One time, after filming at the girl’s place, they decided to take a dip at the pool at 3 a.m. The others didn’t care for swimming, so it was just the two of them—the girl and the guy— chatting the night away. They stayed submerged in water till dawn. In a way, the girl was satisfied with just that. But of course, a kiss wouldn't hurt.
When summer—and their play—ended, their days together came to an end as well. They rarely saw each other after that, which saddened the girl a lot. But what did she expect? A few months later, the girl threw a party at her place, as an excuse to see him. And come he did, towing his new girlfriend along. The girl never threw a party for his expense again.
Time came when the girl no longer clung to her fantasy, although she never forgot the guy. She knew she had to be realistic, so she moved on to boys her age. From time to time, the girl would bump into the guy—at the mall, at a club, at a party thrown by a common friend. When that happened, she would act cool, calm and collected, as if the sight of him didn't affect her at all. She could be a very good actress when she wanted to.
Two years later they met again. This time during the funeral of the guy's relative. The girl was 18 now, and the guy was 24. The girl was happy to see him, and quite surprised that the sight of him didn't set out butterflies in her stomach anymore. Time erases a lot of things—or does it really?
The girl noticed something different about the way the guy acted towards her that night, but she couldn't really put a finger on it. Before the girl left, the guy asked for her number. They were in contact regularly after that.
The guy would ask the girl almost everyday how she was doing. They'd joke about things, exchange stories and talk about old times again. Guy would sometimes flatter her using sugary words, and she would ride on with it, assuming nothing. One day, the guy surprised her with a Chinese quote. He would sometimes refer to the girl as Chinese because she resembles one, but since she wasn’t, she had one of her Chinese friends translate the quote.
"It means 'I love you,'" explained the girl's friend. To say the girl was startled was an understatement. But it did explain the way he was acting the past few weeks. He couldn't be serious, the girl thought. It was so sudden, so soon. It seemed that she got what she had always wanted, what she had always craved for. But why did she feel that familiar sinking sensation at the pit of her stomach? She recalled the guy’s long line of girlfriends during their theater days. That was not what she wanted to end up being— just one of those girls he’d get and discard quickly.
She couldn't bring to ask him about it. But she didn't have to because the next night he told her again, this time in plain English. She didn’t say anything. They never talked about it again.
The guy suddenly stopped contacting her. In a way, the girl was relieved. The guy was a past chapter in her book, as far as she was concerned. But deep down, she knew she still liked him. But she told herself it was better that way. She wanted none of the pain, none of the complications that went with liking him.
Soon, the girl heard the guy had a new girlfriend. She didn't feel a thing this time--no stinging, no churning of the stomach. He would contact her from time to time to say "What's up?" to which she would obligingly reply "I'm fine. You?”
Then a year later, after months without contact, the girl received a call from the guy.
Guy: You doing anything later?
Girl: I'm doing stuff for work. Why?
Guy: I want to go out. But not alone...
She gave it a long thought. She knew she wanted him, wanted him still. But what he could give her was not enough. She wanted what her fantasy promised her—the whole deal. She wanted him for keeps. But she knew he couldn’t give her that because he still hasn’t changed—he was the same person she knew at 15. She knew what she had to do, although she wished she could be weak and not say…
Girl: Sorry I can't. Still have a lot to do. I have a deadline soon. Rain check?
Guy: Sure.
Both girl and guy knew there was no rain check. The guy got the hint. Still they played along, talked a bit about their lives and reminisced about old times again, both aware it may be their last time to do so.
They haven’t spoken since.
*******
Once upon a time, there was a 15 year-old-girl who was deeply infatuated with a 21-year-old guy. They met in theater, where the girl played as one of the lead actors and the guy, the assistant director. The guy had always been the girl's fantasy--an unattainable one at that. And she was right. Because they were never together, and it seems they never will be. At 20, the girl moved on. It took her a long time, didn’t it?
Still, sometimes, the girl would find herself, like now, remembering those summer nights she spent with him four years ago: Their stimulating conversations, their swim at 3 a.m. and, most especially, their acting together. He could be a very good actor when he wanted to. Just like her.
Exactly like her.
Once upon a time, there was a 15 year-old-girl who was deeply infatuated with a 21-year-old guy. They met one summer in a play, where the girl was one of the lead actors and the guy, the assistant director. Weeks before the show opened, the actor playing opposite the girl backed out and the guy volunteered to take his place. However, the director replaced the guy with another actor at the last minute. The girl was disappointed, to say the least
The guy had always been the girl's fantasy—an unattainable one at that. The guy was what girls would call a “catch”— he was charismatic, charming and he came from a de buena familia—so it was not surprising that girls swooned at his presence. And the guy loved girls almost as much as they loved him.
Unfortunately, the girl witnessed the guy switch from one girlfriend to the next— this week it was a reed-thin model, the next it was someone he met at a bar— just as if he were changing shirts.
The guy also somewhat made the girl feel she meant nothing to him but a kid sister, as if careful not to give her even a glimmer of hope. One time, the girl thought she overheard him say he would never go out with kids. Perhaps the guy intended those words to reach the girl’s ears, sensing her crush on him. Or perhaps the girl was just paranoid.
But when the guy was not playing the tough I'm-older-than-thou act, he was sweet to her. He saw to it that the girl was taken care of, and he provided her the most stimulating of conversations. At those times, she prayed he didn't see her as the kid. She thought he was very cute too.
She considered the times hanging out with him as one of her best. Occasionally they'd eat out (with the other theater people, of course), go to bars, or stay at the girl’s house until the wee hours of the morning, talking, goofing around, and filming silly commercials together— commercials directed by the guy and acted out by the girl and some of their friends.
One time, after filming at the girl’s place, they decided to take a dip at the pool at 3 a.m. The others didn’t care for swimming, so it was just the two of them—the girl and the guy— chatting the night away. They stayed submerged in water till dawn. In a way, the girl was satisfied with just that. But of course, a kiss wouldn't hurt.
When summer—and their play—ended, their days together came to an end as well. They rarely saw each other after that, which saddened the girl a lot. But what did she expect? A few months later, the girl threw a party at her place, as an excuse to see him. And come he did, towing his new girlfriend along. The girl never threw a party for his expense again.
Time came when the girl no longer clung to her fantasy, although she never forgot the guy. She knew she had to be realistic, so she moved on to boys her age. From time to time, the girl would bump into the guy—at the mall, at a club, at a party thrown by a common friend. When that happened, she would act cool, calm and collected, as if the sight of him didn't affect her at all. She could be a very good actress when she wanted to.
Two years later they met again. This time during the funeral of the guy's relative. The girl was 18 now, and the guy was 24. The girl was happy to see him, and quite surprised that the sight of him didn't set out butterflies in her stomach anymore. Time erases a lot of things—or does it really?
The girl noticed something different about the way the guy acted towards her that night, but she couldn't really put a finger on it. Before the girl left, the guy asked for her number. They were in contact regularly after that.
The guy would ask the girl almost everyday how she was doing. They'd joke about things, exchange stories and talk about old times again. Guy would sometimes flatter her using sugary words, and she would ride on with it, assuming nothing. One day, the guy surprised her with a Chinese quote. He would sometimes refer to the girl as Chinese because she resembles one, but since she wasn’t, she had one of her Chinese friends translate the quote.
"It means 'I love you,'" explained the girl's friend. To say the girl was startled was an understatement. But it did explain the way he was acting the past few weeks. He couldn't be serious, the girl thought. It was so sudden, so soon. It seemed that she got what she had always wanted, what she had always craved for. But why did she feel that familiar sinking sensation at the pit of her stomach? She recalled the guy’s long line of girlfriends during their theater days. That was not what she wanted to end up being— just one of those girls he’d get and discard quickly.
She couldn't bring to ask him about it. But she didn't have to because the next night he told her again, this time in plain English. She didn’t say anything. They never talked about it again.
The guy suddenly stopped contacting her. In a way, the girl was relieved. The guy was a past chapter in her book, as far as she was concerned. But deep down, she knew she still liked him. But she told herself it was better that way. She wanted none of the pain, none of the complications that went with liking him.
Soon, the girl heard the guy had a new girlfriend. She didn't feel a thing this time--no stinging, no churning of the stomach. He would contact her from time to time to say "What's up?" to which she would obligingly reply "I'm fine. You?”
Then a year later, after months without contact, the girl received a call from the guy.
Guy: You doing anything later?
Girl: I'm doing stuff for work. Why?
Guy: I want to go out. But not alone...
She gave it a long thought. She knew she wanted him, wanted him still. But what he could give her was not enough. She wanted what her fantasy promised her—the whole deal. She wanted him for keeps. But she knew he couldn’t give her that because he still hasn’t changed—he was the same person she knew at 15. She knew what she had to do, although she wished she could be weak and not say…
Girl: Sorry I can't. Still have a lot to do. I have a deadline soon. Rain check?
Guy: Sure.
Both girl and guy knew there was no rain check. The guy got the hint. Still they played along, talked a bit about their lives and reminisced about old times again, both aware it may be their last time to do so.
They haven’t spoken since.
*******
Once upon a time, there was a 15 year-old-girl who was deeply infatuated with a 21-year-old guy. They met in theater, where the girl played as one of the lead actors and the guy, the assistant director. The guy had always been the girl's fantasy--an unattainable one at that. And she was right. Because they were never together, and it seems they never will be. At 20, the girl moved on. It took her a long time, didn’t it?
Still, sometimes, the girl would find herself, like now, remembering those summer nights she spent with him four years ago: Their stimulating conversations, their swim at 3 a.m. and, most especially, their acting together. He could be a very good actor when he wanted to. Just like her.
Exactly like her.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
In Hangul
제 이름 은 제시 임니다. 저 는 학생 입니다.UP 에서 공부해요.저 는 영어를공부해요. 저 는18 살 입니다. 운덩하다 는 저하 해요. 이 덩 건 도 저하해요.
가 끔, 텔레비전 을 봤아요. 텔레비전 을 보 면 기분이 좋아요. 한국 예서 가고십아요!! ^:^ 한국 남자 가 재미있어요!
finally...I was able to download the Global IME.(korean font)
감사합니다!!!
If you are not seeing the korean characters, I think you would also have to download the Global IME..but I doubt if you'll do that!
아녕히 가세요.
가 끔, 텔레비전 을 봤아요. 텔레비전 을 보 면 기분이 좋아요. 한국 예서 가고십아요!! ^:^ 한국 남자 가 재미있어요!
finally...I was able to download the Global IME.(korean font)
감사합니다!!!
If you are not seeing the korean characters, I think you would also have to download the Global IME..but I doubt if you'll do that!
아녕히 가세요.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Sunday, October 16, 2005
I am angry and dissapointed! After all the efforts we have exerted just for things to work out in this project, this is what we got? AN ACCUSATION THAT WE ARE GREEDY!!! Greed is when you take more and give less. We PROVIDED THE THINGS WE THOUGHT NECCESSARY, EXACTLY THE THINGS THAT YOU HAVE DISCUSSED IN OUR CLASS,(snacks, prizes, loot bags, story books.) The amount we have collected, a big part of which comes directly from our pockets, exceeds the amount we had expected. ANd if it was that point in time in which we have decided to provide the class with LUNCH, IT WAS NOT OUT OF GREED BUT OF IMPULSIVENESS. IT MIGHT BE A WRONG DECISION, but the words thrown directly infront of our faces was TOO HARSH. YOU just can't accuse us of being greedy, you were not there when we made that decision. You do not know our intentions and feelings on that time.
you SHOULD HAVE MADE IT CLEAR WHAT YOU REALLY WANTED! i THOUGHT providing the kids with snacks and freebies, teaching them lessons and preparing visual aids wre enough! IT might have been! BUt when the money exceeded more that what is necessary to provide those things, and we took it as a chance to provide a class lunch, you made things that we have done seem LACKING.
WE have different values! YOu can't expect every single person to be as generous as you are! and if they are not, YOU COULD NOT ACCUSE them of being greedy! WE HAVE ALREADY GIVEN THE THINGS THAT WE THOUGHT SHOULD BE PROVIDED, our generosity might be limited IN the perspective of saints. BUT IT WAS NOT GREED!
ONE tHING I've learned from you is..YOU REALLY JUST CAN'T PLEASE EVERYBODY, so might as well please yourself!
you SHOULD HAVE MADE IT CLEAR WHAT YOU REALLY WANTED! i THOUGHT providing the kids with snacks and freebies, teaching them lessons and preparing visual aids wre enough! IT might have been! BUt when the money exceeded more that what is necessary to provide those things, and we took it as a chance to provide a class lunch, you made things that we have done seem LACKING.
WE have different values! YOu can't expect every single person to be as generous as you are! and if they are not, YOU COULD NOT ACCUSE them of being greedy! WE HAVE ALREADY GIVEN THE THINGS THAT WE THOUGHT SHOULD BE PROVIDED, our generosity might be limited IN the perspective of saints. BUT IT WAS NOT GREED!
ONE tHING I've learned from you is..YOU REALLY JUST CAN'T PLEASE EVERYBODY, so might as well please yourself!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Thinkpiece no. 6
Animal Farm (the movie), an adaptation of George Orwell’s novel, is an attempt to revive the feeling of realization out of the apparent symbolisms of the characters and the flow of the story. It mocks the totalitarian system of governance, where absolute power is placed in the hands of a certain political leader. Also, it explores the realm of humanity that seeks power, however unruly and corrupt the course maybe.
During the initial part of the movie, Old Major, the supposed to be leader of the animals, presented a Utopian society, where the success of the animal’s revolution against human seems to be foreseeable. His thoughts are nonetheless idealistic, however he surely has the gift of tongue to make them sound seemingly bound on reality. I, for a certain point, actually did feel the anger in his voice and realized that it was a result of an enduring suppression and abuse. Old Major, seems to be a typical good leader. His ideals, if put into action, would not only benefit himself alone, but the rest of the animals, who willingly accepted his leadership.
During his speech, I feel that his beliefs have a parallel relationship with Marxism. He ought to remove man for it will cause the root of their hunger to be abolished. This would also entail that their fruit of labor would be rightfully placed in their hands. He could be an ideal revolutionary proletariat here. Of course, human, particularly Mr. Jones, would have to represent the capitalists. Just like in the real life scenario, the person who is in charged of them, for he benefits in the product of their labor, couldn’t care less for the welfare of his laborers. The foremost valuable thing for him, of course, could be nothing else but profit. Again, George Orwell and his counterparts in the movie industry, were able to infiltrate into the political-economic arena of human society.
As I have stated before, the movie also presented that part of human that would always want power placed in his hands. As the death of Old Major signaled the revolt of the animals, and upon its initial success, new leaders would have to step up. Napoleon at first work hand in hand with Snowball, in order to continue what Old Major has started, however because of the absolute power given to him, he was corrupted by the temptations brought by his complete authority over the animals. He collaborated with Squealer, his propagandist, in order to rule the whole farm as they wish, and bend the commandments in their favor. I believe that the movie presented a repulsive yet realistic type of a political leader, the type who do not keep the trust of his people and use his power in order to gain wealth and continuous supremacy.
The animals, at first where living in a pleasant atmosphere under the rule of Napoleon. They are cooperating with each other towards their goal of making the Animal Farm successful, even without the help of man. But when power got the better of him, the whole farm was placed in the hands of an exploitative and cunning master, just like the master that they ousted. Their naiveté were demonstrated at first, as they tolerate Napoleon’s impulsive decisions and actions even to their disadvantage. However, for some, Napoleon’s malevolence has reached a limit, and they either decide to leave the farm, or act against Napoleon’s will. Of course, both would put them in danger, yet the risks are proven to be worth taking. After a long time, Napoleon has no follower left for him to rule and with this the decay of his authority and the decrement of the whole farm was paid to be the price of his injustice.
Animal Farm, as a whole, warns us to be wary of the leaders in which hands we place power into. It is presenting a clear picture of what is doomed to happen if absolute authority is given at the wrong hands.
During the initial part of the movie, Old Major, the supposed to be leader of the animals, presented a Utopian society, where the success of the animal’s revolution against human seems to be foreseeable. His thoughts are nonetheless idealistic, however he surely has the gift of tongue to make them sound seemingly bound on reality. I, for a certain point, actually did feel the anger in his voice and realized that it was a result of an enduring suppression and abuse. Old Major, seems to be a typical good leader. His ideals, if put into action, would not only benefit himself alone, but the rest of the animals, who willingly accepted his leadership.
During his speech, I feel that his beliefs have a parallel relationship with Marxism. He ought to remove man for it will cause the root of their hunger to be abolished. This would also entail that their fruit of labor would be rightfully placed in their hands. He could be an ideal revolutionary proletariat here. Of course, human, particularly Mr. Jones, would have to represent the capitalists. Just like in the real life scenario, the person who is in charged of them, for he benefits in the product of their labor, couldn’t care less for the welfare of his laborers. The foremost valuable thing for him, of course, could be nothing else but profit. Again, George Orwell and his counterparts in the movie industry, were able to infiltrate into the political-economic arena of human society.
As I have stated before, the movie also presented that part of human that would always want power placed in his hands. As the death of Old Major signaled the revolt of the animals, and upon its initial success, new leaders would have to step up. Napoleon at first work hand in hand with Snowball, in order to continue what Old Major has started, however because of the absolute power given to him, he was corrupted by the temptations brought by his complete authority over the animals. He collaborated with Squealer, his propagandist, in order to rule the whole farm as they wish, and bend the commandments in their favor. I believe that the movie presented a repulsive yet realistic type of a political leader, the type who do not keep the trust of his people and use his power in order to gain wealth and continuous supremacy.
The animals, at first where living in a pleasant atmosphere under the rule of Napoleon. They are cooperating with each other towards their goal of making the Animal Farm successful, even without the help of man. But when power got the better of him, the whole farm was placed in the hands of an exploitative and cunning master, just like the master that they ousted. Their naiveté were demonstrated at first, as they tolerate Napoleon’s impulsive decisions and actions even to their disadvantage. However, for some, Napoleon’s malevolence has reached a limit, and they either decide to leave the farm, or act against Napoleon’s will. Of course, both would put them in danger, yet the risks are proven to be worth taking. After a long time, Napoleon has no follower left for him to rule and with this the decay of his authority and the decrement of the whole farm was paid to be the price of his injustice.
Animal Farm, as a whole, warns us to be wary of the leaders in which hands we place power into. It is presenting a clear picture of what is doomed to happen if absolute authority is given at the wrong hands.
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