Thursday, June 15, 2006

Promises, promises.

What is a promise? It is an IOU.
What does a promise mean to you? It means Assurance.
What can you do with a promise? I can make it or break it.

What is His promise? It is when he says, "You have my Word."
What does His promise mean to me? It means Salvation.
What can I do with His promise? I can claim it.

I am hungry. Hungry for You, hungry for your word. And no, this isn't one of those self-actualization prep-talks. I mean it. I need to get my life straightened out. There are so many people i want to help, so many people i want to touch and heal. But i don't dare.

Because I can't do it alone.
I need Him.

Someone told me just the other night, that it is so very hard to love those few who are 'unlovable'. Who is 'unlovable'? .Who defines 'unlovable'?. We do. Sometimes i find us humans such rooster-pricks. We don't see our indifferences, we choose to see the differences- things that set us apart. We magnify flaws instead of accentuating the positive. But we can. And why shouldn't we? All Things and People are imperfect, incomplete and unrefined. But that is what makes us all indifferent...isn't it?
I don't believe anyone is unworthy of love.

He made me a promise, and I am going to claim it.

Still promising,
Jamie.

Posted by Jamie at Thursday, June 15, 2006

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Urlaub!

My thousand apologies for not updating in a gazillllion years, but after the prevalent hounding of various (coughcough) pressure groups, i have given in. This June holiday draws a close to the first half of this year, and it draws open the curtains of the next. Right now, Im just trying to enjoy my holidays to the fullest. You learn to cherish holidays alot more when you come into ip. trust me. anyway, i dont think i shall bore you with the mundane happenings in my life. But just for all out there, heres whats going on in my mind.

1) i miss crescent(:
i miss crescent dance.. i miss crescent council.. but most of all i miss all my friends there.. shuzhen (thanks for always reminding me of the special people like you!), anna, lynette, nicole, amanda(s), everyone and anyone there.. i miss you guys. so much(: and tho im having a great time here in ip, i wont forget those in crescent!

2) i am worried. and i dont know why. (Signs of old age?)

3) i am thinking of learning figure skating.
what do you guys think? should i go for it? or will i be a threat to everyone in the rink? hah. talk about an abominable snowman. will i be guilty of the ginormous dents and cracks in the ice?

4) i want to kill that ant on my table. now. why are there always ants on my study table?? is my chem textbook that heavenly a sweet nectar? roar. die you scum of the earth.

5) i am looking forward to ballroom dancing lessons(: Tango and Salsa too!

6) i am learning to enjoy football.
The only reason why i am doing that is for the sake of German and for the better good of mankind. And so, as they would say in German- Prost!

7) i went shopping with my mom and nicholas in our feeble attempt to give nicholas a makeover.
Nicholas was looking at the adidas men's apparel, and CHANCED upon a sports bra. Bemused, he says out loud, Hey j? what's this supposed to cover?. My mom and i flee in terror.

8) it is always advised to utilize the HearingAid version2.4 when watching football with ladies.
Imagine... two ladies, one tv, in the middle of the night. That’s not it. We scream and shout, bellow, jump about like obnoxious baboons. It is simply hysterical. Someone should record my mom and I watching football.

9) dude’s coming back! Yes! In 2 hours 16 minutes. Oh JOY.
My mom will cease her endless koreansoppydrama-watching, and peace will be restored in our lovely little household. And so will the tissue paper. (it was all gone when my mom cried during those touching-scenes where women of 45-99 go awwhhh…”you see.)

10) i am (still, and have always been) fascinated by men who wear eye-liner and make-up.
And I strive to understand the complex psychological grounding behind that very peculiar act.

11) Last, I dont like Korean women who have issues pronouncing the word “clock”.
Ask rayshio why, my glorious public.

let us see what interesting escapade unfolds this june...

bejabbers and truckloads of whipcream,
Jamie!

Posted by Jamie at Sunday, June 11, 2006