So long

So long my dear friend





Jerm is crazy
Jerm is lame
Jerm is irreplaceable
Jerm keeps Joce sane (somewhat)
Jerm is my bulldozer
Jerm is Jermanizing
Jerm is a singer
Jerm is a keyboardist
Jerm is easy to surprise
Jerm is sweet
Jerm is a poser
Jerm is photogenic
Jerm is vain =P
Jerm is shorter than me
Jerm laughs funny
Jerm is a hard worker
Jerm is a Math genius
Jerm is a netball player
Jerm is a "macho women"
Jerm is gonna be an Aussie
Jerm is a Jay
Jerm is a Jerm with a Mane
Jerm is an actor
Jerm is my friend
Jerm LOVES ME!

AND I LOVE HER!

I'll always love you Jer Mayn. You hardly ever miss school. Which means I practically see you everyday. It's not easy knowing that you're not gonna be there anymore, but knowing you're gonna come back(with candy!) is comforting. Don't you DARE forget me cause I know I'll always remember my Jermanizer =)

Love you always

What is Jasmine like?

I want to write something. But I don't know what. I need to write something. Inspiration is pulsing. No title yet. Don't know what to write about. All I know is that it's gonna be something I'll be able to read next time and remember. What is Jasmine like? Should that be my topic? I'll try.

1991. I'm two! 1997? My friend

Jasmine is a girl. Though sometimes I wanna be a boy, just because it seems easier at times. The first thing people notice about me is my height. Really. I go for a party and my friends helps me ask this guy what he noticed about me. First thing is "That freakishly tall girl ah?" I'm not freakishly tall la. You can say too tall but not freakishly. Don't worry. I'm not a monster. I LOVE my height. I wish i can grow some more. I have jet black hair which I love. Though sometimes I wish it were brownish like my friend. But in the end, I''ll still end up loving my black black hair. (Don't ask why I'm talking about hair. I'm gonna be talking about lots. In fact, I'm gonna put in What is Jasmine like as my title) The only part of my face I think is unique are my eyes. (I know what you're thinking. Spare me la. I'm trying to see who I am) My teeth are horrible, which is why I resorted to braces. Lack of "funds" have led me to the government clinic which is cheaper in cash and quality. I've had it on for almost 2 years now and it doesn't seem like I'm getting it off for another year. Sucks. I can't wait for it to come off. When some people have their braces on, you don't normally notice it as much. Unfortunately, when I smile, my teeth loves to expose itself. Genes are something you can't change. It's what God has made you. Unfortunately for me both my parents don't have the "high metabolism rate" gene. Which is why you have a somewhat 'large" person writing this post. Can't complain. Only can work hard at not becoming dad =P I like the name Jasmine. Jasmyn would have been nicer, but imagine.

"What's your name miss?"

"My name is Jasmyn"

"Okay." *writes jasmine

"Sorry, it's spelled j-a-s-m-y-n"

I'd have to do this every time. I might just as well wear a name tag around. I love my sir name too! It's rareeee. And some people think I'm mixed.

2004. PS 2005. Maybelle

Enough about my physical appearance. What about intellectual? I'll give it a shot.

Let see. I can't say I'm a genius. And I can't say I'm stupid either. What I do know for sure is that I'm slow. I can process information well. But it's darn slow. Which is why when it comes to Math. I suck. English, I can handle because I can process all the information the book is giving me. I wish and pray that I'd stop being so careless! I've lost soo many 100%'s because of it. Another thing I am is lazy. I won't do my work unless it is absolutely necessary. Fortunately, I have this impulse thing which keeps me on track. Impulse by my definition is something like doing things completely on impulse. If I plan something out, it's not likely to happen.(or at least go my way) but when I don't, things go the best. Weird, I know, but I'm thankful it happens though sometimes I wish I could plan things ahead and not worry if it'll smack me in the face.

2006. Summer 2007. Jays

I don't consider myself an emotional person. If someone has done something horrible to me, I'd get angry at that moment. Very angry. And then after awhile of ranting(doesn't normally work) or calming myself(that works better), I'd treat that person like nothings happen. The feelings I felt before when I was angry disappear. Sometimes I wish I could continue being angry. Which is why I often say "why do I still talk to/help/trust him/her" At times I consider myself too soft and naive. Then again, if I held on to my resentment, I'd be missing out on alot in life.

If you were to observe me from afar(or, if I were to observe me from afar) I'd come across as weird and loud and lame. I won't be on your list of "people to meet". Actually, come to think of it, I have different personalities. One which is truly me and the other, a self concious me. When I'm around people I'm familiar with, The real Jasmine reveals herself. The loud weird Jasmine. But when I'm with people I feel intimidated by, I'd either get so self concious I embarrass myself or I just shut up. (Most of the time, I'd end up embarrassing myself) I like being me. Alot! Sometime my jokes and comments are soo lame people think they're too weird =) But I like it. The crazy side of me is nice. But the other side of me I like too. The side where somehow, I can somewhat figure out how to teach people. In anything! Dance, singing, studying etcetc. I may come off as a know-it-all at times, but now that I'm older, I've able to control myself. To be safe, I first make sure the person I'm teaching is willing or in the case of GB girls, "forced" to learn. The weird thing is that even though I can teach, sometime I myself can't do it right. For example, I managed to help a friend dance properly. But when I did it, I sucked. Which is why sometimeees, I avoid doing the things I teach. Weird. I know( if you think this is wrong, tell me. Please. I need advices.)

Spiritually, I'm a Christian. I've made that clear already, but, like other Christians, I'm still growing. I want to have a relationship with God. A good strong one. One that is spirit filled. A relationship with the Creator of the world. How can that go wrong? I mentioned before that when I plan things out, it doesn't happen. Only when I leave it. Then things'll be amazing. Different Christians have different "anchors". For me, the thing that applies to me the most is that everything happens for a reason and it's not my will but God's. It has taught me soo many things and I've gone by life so far learning it. I've starting having devotion in the morning recently and I pray that I'd continue. Life is not easy. Not at my age and I know it's going to get harder. God, I need You.

So, that's the Jasmine I can give you. I may sound like an egoistic idiot. Sorry la. Blogging has proven useful. I was reading my old emo-like post and it has sort of reminded me of stuff. Someday, this post'll come in handy. Seriously, please comment or tell me if you disagree on anything or if you see something I should correct in my life. I do wanna learn.

Hey, this is my first post with pictures!!

Right I am(or is it was?) screw english!

Wee! Damn, I'm sooo lousy at this. Sheeeesh. And I thought I could actually be consistent.(stupid jasmine)
Anyway, my titile refers to the face that I was right about me not having anything interesting to blog about even if I wanted to write a daily thing. My life is such a bore... I'm still in school even though I'm eighteen, I can't drive, I'm addicted to SCRABBLE(I know! Gosh, I'm such a loser. Well, at least I'm good at it =P), and I've got a piano exam coming up!
Bloody hell. It's 3.30am Sunday morning(why is it that I only blog during the wee hours of the morning?) and my exam is on Monday. I'm not prepared, and I just might srew it up AGAIN! If I do fail again this time, I'm gonna jump of a cliff!
I wanna stay home tomorrow(or rather today) like a good girl(good. ya right!) and practice!! So, I don't know if I should go for Cheer. Wanted to go watch my dear(blur) friend shana perform in Charm, now it seems like shes not performing anymore. Plus, it doesn't look like I'll have anyone to go with(ya la! I'm a loser okay!). I'll just decide tomorrow la! when I wake up(thats if I wake up in time).
Damn, it's almost four. I better sleep...

I know, this post sucks(it's my blog! not that anyone's reading it *crosses fingers*) but at least it's a post. This blog is sooooo picture deprived! I actually have pictures from my trip to camerons, but that'll have to wait till the next time I stay up in the weeeeeeee hour of a night. Btw, I hate Math and I miss History.

Just incase I disappear again, UPDATE LA JASMINE!!(trust me, it works)

Not Bad

Not bad eh?
from a gazzilion years to 5 days *pats self on the head*
Actually, the only resaon why I'm the in "mood" to blog is that I'm waiting for my video to finish loading! Don't really know what to write about.
How about something weird. *lightbulb flashes on* SCIENCE CAMP!

My school held a science camp on the 3rd and 4th of May. No, science camp doesn't mean sleeping overnight in a room with chemicals and frogs your gonna disect. It was just a day camp thing. The guy teaching us was Sean something. Omg, when he spoke his first sentence, I hit myslef in the head and thought "shit". He's speaks like a typical chinese educated college grad whom our school people hired for idontknow what reason. Sheeeeesh.

When my elder bro Kacaus me when I study, he'd read my book imitating those kids in his previous sec. school who were cina edukatad. Like seminar would be sa-mai-neh.
These are a few things that Sean guy said during the camp. Remember, he's suppose to be TEACHING.

ethanol : I-THA-KNOW (think IKANO)
apple: AH(think screaming) PULL
raise you hand : rise up your hand
foul : fold(without the d)
Maltose : matose
probe : prob(think pro of problem with a b at the end)
razor : ra(think sun god) zor(think zoro without the o)
stop : stopper
and many many more

He also made misakes like correcting himself wrongly like what is.. what are the difference... He kept on going on like this! He even SPELLED Ethanol ethonol. After I got sooo feddup, I started counting how many times he said "okay" it came up to 20 in less than a minute. He's suppose to be teaching us man!! I wonder where he was piked up from.
When I got the cert of attendence, below his signature, it stated that he has a Bachelor of Science (with honours). I seriously wonder how he got it.
It's mean, but we couldn't help it! We laughed our heads off at some of his weird grammar. Nvm, I got the cert. And hopefully, I'll never have to go through this again.

Oh, and if any you who attended the camp with me are reading this(as if) I'm sorry for my crappy mood. When I don't get enough sleep, I get damn emo and sensitive. It's not a good excuse but I'm sorry.

*crosses fingers and hopes for a better update SOON*

Retarded

I am so retarded. I don't even know how to blog. Putting up a post once in a gazzilionmilliontrillion and whateverlion years is not good. Oh well, no one reads this pathetic blog anyway.

Know what? I'm gonna give this another shot. TRY to be CON-SIS-TENT (like thats gonna happen) I'll try the "daily journal" a shot. It just MIGHT work. I must have something happening to me everyday right? (No) Sheesh, I'm such a loser. Boohoohoo...

So, what did I do today? Well, it's labor day. I hate labor day. It's the worst holiday ever. I wish i could go back in time and destroy whoever came up with labor day. Like as if there isn't enough holidays in the calender. Bad things happen on this holiday. I thought this year would be different but NOOOO, it's the same lousy day as always(Don't want to elaborate).

I went out with my veli veli good friend maybell(Maybelle). Walked around aimlessly in KLCC, checked out the photojournalism(woo, this is a long word, never noticed!) thing they had. I noticed that most of the photographers were unknown and the known ones were Chinese men(or women, I couldn't differentiate some names) HA! and to record what? MALAYSIAN history. It was interesting. Found out some stuff I never knew about Malaysia.

After a loooong indecisive discussion, we ended up in Delifrance for lunch. Oh gosh, that place sucks. service sucked like shitty shatty shitshat. Food was yicketty yacketty yucketty yuck.(no la, not that bad. Coffee really sucked though) Had a good time talking with marble(Maybelle), talked about EVERYTHING. Ah, how I miss hanging out with her. Darn exams.

Thats pretty much about it. Except dinner at Black Canyon in Center Point. Thats place sucked more than delifrance. Service was shittier shattier shitshat. The first time I was there, it was alright. Ugh, the contrast between the two visits is drastic. So remember, DO NOT GO TO BLACK CANYON.

Hmm, lets see how long this will last this time.