Tuesday, December 15, 2009
I'm leaving.
This place,
The place I know so well...
BUT I DON'T GIVE A DAMNNNN~!
AHAHAHA.
I'm so happy I'm almost insane.
Oh scratch that. I'm insane already! ;D
SEE YOU GUYS<3
I'll miss you! And don't worry.. I'll buy something for you! :D
-Jamie
11:50 PM
Thursday, December 10, 2009
–noun
1.
a declaration that something will or will not be done, given, etc., by one
:unkept political promises.
2.
an express assurance on which expectation is to be based
: promises that an enemy will not win.
3.
something that has the effect of an express assurance; indication of what may be expected.
4.
indication of future excellence or achievement
: a writer who shows promise.
–verb (used with object) 6. to engage or undertake by promise (usually used with an infinitive or a clause as object): She promised to go tomorrow.
7.
to make a promise of (some specified act, gift, etc.)
: to promise help.
8.
to make a promise of something to (a specified person)
: Promise me that you will come.
9.
to afford ground for expecting
: The sky promised a storm.
10.
to engage to join in marriage.
11.
to assure (used in emphatic declarations)
: I won't go there again, I promise you that!
So many definitions, so many ways to phrase it. But wait, thinking again. Promises are such simple things.
One phrase that can be used to describe it is..
Easier said than done!
Is it not so?
What is my sudden reason for writing about this?
Look at definition number 7.
7. to make a promise of (some specified act, gift, etc.)
Isn't it easy to promise someone that you'll do something? But do you actually do it? Or is a promise no more than the wind, to you?
I absolutely abhor it when someone promises to do something with you. And you are all ready to do it with them.
Then, you find out, that they have already arranged it with someone else, before arranging it with you. When they promised to do that activity with you first.
Make sense?
An example:
A tells B, "Hey B! I hear this new theme park is going to open soon. "
"A, that's what I told you a while ago. Anyway, let's go together okay! "
"Okay!"
"You can't go with anyone else first!"
"Okay! "
"Pinky promise! "
"(does the pinky shizz) *
But after that, B finds out that A had actually gone to the theme park with her friends before she went out with B.
Of course, it's a small thing. Or is it? Not to B, it isn't. B lets it go. She says the next time, A
must go with her. A agrees without much thought.
Alas, the next time, the same thing happens.
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Doesn't that make one wonder, how much their worth is?
Don't you think B will wonder if she actually meant anything to A? Or is B so easily replacable? If that's the case, I think that B shouldn't even bother being friends with A. Since she has such little worth.
That also brings us the question of the worth of A's words. So does B trust her after this incident?
What was that phrase...?
Cheat me once, shame on me.
Cheat me twice, shame on you.
Or was it...?
Cheat me once, shame on you.
Cheat me twice, shame on me.
Was it cheat?
Either ways, I do believe that after two times, that's the maximum that anyone can take, regarding such an incident.
Like B, I have an experience of such an incident. It makes you think quite a bit. My mother said that I should treat the person based on their emotional built-up.
To me, I think it's ridiculous to ditch someone you've known almost all your life, for someone that you've known for barely a year.
To the other party, I do believe, it's all about the current trend. I doubt relatives would ever become a trend.
Speaking of which, trends are ridiculous. Come on, bags with repeated patterns? Okay, nevermind. I shan't even go there.
To me, I've had the education that, blood is thicker than water. But apparently, the
trend is not as such.
Such irony.
I give up on people like A. To them, I do believe, trends are just oh-so important. If they just stop and think, how long can they follow the trend?
The whole "cam-whoring" shizz. I mean please, you want to "whore" in the "cam"? Come on. It's just a fancy word.
For goodness's sakes, smile PROPERLY. What is the use of pursing your lips together? Oh wait, I must have missed the memo. So that's considered pretty now? What's with the extra huge eyes? Bugs? I must have missed that memo too.
I get it now, it's like the whole foot-binding thing in China, right? Yeah, I get it. So you try to hard to be "American-ized" and what happens? You end up imitating China. Claps to you, I suppose.
Don't you ever wonder, why nobody really tries to imitate England?
Another question is...
Why is it that when someone wants to speak proper English, they are assumed to be faking it?
Irritation.
-Jamie
5:51 AM
Monday, December 07, 2009
The recently, quite-kinda-almost-like-a-sorta-like, new song from Super Junior M!
If one had read my previous post, dedicated to Super Junior, one would know what it is.
On that note, Super Junior M is like an sub-group of Super Junior. Mostly directed to the Mandarin side. As denoted by the letter M.
Okay I totally typed that out. I'm so proud of myself! x3
Sorry, I need my sleep already.
I was just wondering how cool it was that this COOL, SUPER AWESOME song can get to such a wide audience.
For an instance, my brother. He has NO idea what the lyrics is. But he kinda likes the song quite a bit. And he'll just mumble his way through the lyrics. He goes.
"(loud) OHMY SUPER GIRL! (mumble) 我是你的 ＳＵＰＥＲ MAN."
Then he does this repetitive word thing. And he mixes both the phrases out.
The actual one is.
" Oh my Super Girl! 你是我的 BABY ＧＩＲＬ．他看不见你的美丽， 平凡背后的魔力。
Oh my Super Girl! 我是你的 ＳＵＰＥＲ ＭＡＮ．你的眼神让我着迷， 为了你我什么都愿意。 "
So my brother would just say,
" 看看不见。。。。 nenenene..... (loud) OHMY SUPER GIRL! "
YEAH. XD
It's so adorable.
Well, I better go to bed, I don't wanna be an insomniac. D:
-Jamie
Labels: Super Girl, Super Junior M
6:30 AM
Saturday, December 05, 2009
(Truely joyous)
I do not have a sleeping disorder.
I am not an insomniac.
*coughs*
I think that's about it.
(sarcasm)
Right on. Let's get dirty. Yeah.
Okay I'm joking. x3
I'm so bored.
Let's have a game of "Have you ever..?"
Have you ever had so much homework that you don't want to do, and just claimed that you're bored?
That's exactly how I'm feeling right now.
I feel so restless that I want to scream.
Okay. I'm ending it here.
I'm tired.
I'm restless.
I'm going insane again.
Screw holiday homework, tuition homework, and homework in general.
-Jamie
Labels: Joy, Screw homework
9:53 PM
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Ah, isn't coffee such a wonderful creation? Or rather, discovery. Or one of the above.
OHMYGOD.
HOLY CRAP.
I drank this whole frigging bottle of coffee at 6pm.
Now I'm totally going crazy.
I didn't sleep for the whole night. Almost. I was drifting in and out of sleep. And I was sms-ing people, because I was desperate and I wanted to sleep. I completely felt like I had a sleeping disorder and like I was an insomniac..? Heck the spelling.
I felt so uncomfortable it was horrid. I woke up at like 6.30am because I couldn't stand it anymore, and I went to bathe.
And the time now is 7.46am and I'm leaving for debate in about half an hour.
So moral of the story?
Never drink a whole bottle of coffee at 6pm.
-Jamie
Labels: Coffee, insomnia
3:11 PM
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Ahh, english. Isn't English such a lovely thing?
I kinda stole this from Niki's blog.
I thought it kinda makes sense. xD
We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Then shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?
Then one may be that,
and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!
Let's face it - English is a crazy language.
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger;
neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in England.
We take English for granted,
but if we explore its paradoxes,
we find that quicksand can work slowly
boxing rings are square,
and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,
grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend.
If you have a bunch of odds and ends
and get rid of all but one of them,
what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English
should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.
In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship.
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language
in which your house can burn up as it burnsdown,
in which you fill in a form by filling it out,
and in which an alarm goes off by going on.
And, in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?
AND IF PEOPLE FROM POLAND ARE CALLED POLES
THEN PEOPLE FROM HOLLAND SHOULD BE HOLES
AND THE GERMANS, GERMS
CHEERS.
-Jamie
Labels: English
8:21 PM
OHMYGOD.
I joined this FictionPress thingy, because Danielle asked me to. But anyway. I posted this emo story thing on it. And HOLY CRAAAAP.
THIS DUDE PUT ME AS HIS FAVOURITE AUTHOR.
I was like WHOO~~
YEAHH BABY. THANK YOU, THANK YOU.
I love the dude.
DUDE. IF YOU READ THIS. (Although I hope you don't.... )
ILOVEYOUUU.
-Jamie
7:40 PM
Sunday, November 22, 2009
OHMYGOD. Today I went to church as usual at Suntec City. So before that, I went for breakfast with my cousin and their family. Blahh, blahh.
Chuch was cool, as usual. The speaker today was Pastor Lian. Blahh, blahh.
Then we went for lunch, came back AND THEN!
Bee Yong YiYi ask me if I wanted to follow them to walk walk then go to my house. I was like okay. Then we went with Wan Yong YiYi and Jannie. Okay, I didn't really tell my mom, so I'm sorry ><
AFTER THAT. We went to Esprit. Haha, I got an early Christmas present from Wan Yong Yiyi, she got my this perfume thing. It was 19.90 and she had like 20% discount plus an additional 10% discount. I think because it was her birthday month.
HAHA. Plus, Jannie and I wore similar, scratch that. Exactly the same clothes and "camwhored". Pfft. According to Jannie. I think I'll post those pics up as soon as I get them from Jannie... Or one can simply go to her blog!
XD It was DAMN FUN.
JANNIE~ We should do it AGAIN :D
THENN. We went to this place which was like a lot of things on sale. COOL and all. It was DAMN squeezy. My dear Yiyis walk SO fast, plus it was a cramped room, so while trying to catch up with them, I got stuck! With Jannie, of course. Then it was like... UGHH. I felt the woman's ASS brushing mine! It was so sick. At least, I wasn't the only one feeling like that. Jannie was... scream-ish.
Blahh, blahh. So we decided to get out, without buying anything.
While walking out, like we were going back to the carpark, we saw a GROUP of people wearing COSPLAY OUTFITS! AHHH!!! I was like, "Oooh." Jannie was like, "OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD. I WANNA SEE!"
The YiYis were walking away already.
Jannie was like, " -points- CAN WE WALK THERE? -points somemore- "
The YiYis told us we could walk there and meet at the escalator, up in front.
I didn't really want to go, cause.. It was so weird. I thought they were kinda freaky. I'M SORRY. I was like, "Noo...."
But we went anyway.
For some strange reason, we were carrying Wan Yong YiYi's Muji paper bag. >.>
Then, we saw a group of NARUTO cosplayers! So I kinda like, Kakashi. Kinda..? Jannie and I call him, TMS. Okay, long story. I shall not go there.
So at first I was like, "Oooh. Jannie. Maybe we'll see TMS."
NO WAIT. Then after that, I was looking at them, then suddenly I saw a familiar... white hair with some green thingy at the bottom? XD
I WAS LIKE, "OHMYGOD, JANNIE. TMS. THERE. THERE!! THE WHITE HAIR ONE!!! "
I swear. The dude was so....
D:
Jannie said, "OHMYGOD. Are you serious? He's so fat."
Me: He's not fat.
Jannie: He is.
Me: No lah. He's okay.. I guess?
J: He's fat. He's like fat.
OHMYGOD. THE DUDE HAD THE WHOLE OUTFIT THING.
OHMYGOD. I'm like scarred for life now. Then I wanted to get out of there A.S.A.P.
LOL. But it was quite cool! I saw a few pretty people x3 Jannie took one picture of a group of "couples" posing. OHMYGOD. There was this two people, posing the almost kissy post. And it was like O:
They were both girls!
Apparently, that was like the AFA. Anime Fest Asia.
COOL. I wanna go next year? If they have xD
-Jamie
Labels: CLOTHES, Esprit, FUNN, TMS, Trauma
6:23 AM
