Angelfire Giveaway

If you want to win a copy of Angelfire by Courtney Allison Moulton, go to this link: Angelfire Giveaway =).

Info about Angelfire:

This debut, the first novel in a trilogy, is achingly romantic, terrifying, and filled with blistering action.

When seventeen-year-old Ellie starts seeing reapers - monstrous creatures who devour humans and send their souls to Hell - she finds herself on the front lines of a supernatural war between archangels and the Fallen and faced with the possible destruction of her soul.

A mysterious boy named Will reveals she is the reincarnation of an ancient warrior, the only one capable of wielding swords of angelfire to fight the reapers, and he is an immortal sworn to protect her in battle. Now that Ellie's powers have been awakened, a powerful reaper called Bastian has come forward to challenge her. He has employed a fierce assassin to eliminate her - an assassin who has already killed her once.

While balancing her dwindling social life and reaper-hunting duties, she and Will discover Bastian is searching for a dormant creature believed to be a true soul reaper. Bastian plans to use this weapon to ignite the End of Days and to destroy Ellie's soul, ending her rebirth cycle forever. Now, she must face an army of Bastian's most frightening reapers, prevent the soul reaper from consuming her soul, and uncover the secrets of her past lives - including truths that may be too frightening to remember

This totally made my day.

Matthew Gray Gubbler has got to be one of my favorite actors! This documentary brought a joyful laughter today. Enjoy!




<3jhay

Blah....

I feel so fucking irritated. I'm not quiet sure why I feel this way. Everything just find ways to cause me irritability. It's like the whole world has conspired against me. People are inconsiderate and selfish to the point where tension builds up. Why must one have to always look out for her/himself only and disregard the feelings of others? I guess Michael Shwalbe is right about people continuously forgetting that with every action they take there are consequences, which also affects many. It's like people choose to ignore the situations others are in and only focuses on themselves. They don't seem to understand that this fucking world works best when they help one another rather than finding solutions only on issues that affects them.

On top of this sudden and unwanted irritation are essays I ought to write for these damn classes that don't give me writing experience (credit). I swear professors think that the students are only responsible for their particular class. They are so demanding, especially Gerhart (BIS2A prof.). She keeps adding on homework: essay, synopsis, daily quizzes, daily readings. And they wonder why their students fail. Ughhh. I need a nap. GOODBYE!

Irritated,

Jamie

Breaking Free. Poem about stereotype.

Disclaimer: I wrote this poem during and after my Native American Study lecture/class. I felt really inspired by my Prof.'s story, and as a result I used his words to write a mediocre, at least in my point of view, poem. Also, I sent this poem to my TA. Oh, and if you read this, then feel special because I let you inside my head. Lately, I haven't let anyone read any of my poems.



This is the list of words and phrases I randomly chose when Prof. Crum was telling the class about his father and the topic of stereotype on January 20, 2009:



Images, years and years, acres of lands, introvert, shell, day in, day out, people making comments, tolerate, losing cool, culture, magical, break free, away, far enough, distance, home, entertaining, homeless, uncomfortable, myself, borrowing, smoke, engines on fire, mystical, don’t care, gone, too hard, deny of existence, reasons, sky, history, justice.



Some words are not used the exact way Prof. Crum used them, but they still mean the same thing. I can’t explain it, but I think you’ll get what I am saying. Enjoy!


After years and years of living an introvert life under my shell,
I spread my wings so widely that they reached acres of lands,
Stepping out of my hole feeling mystical and unbreakable,
With my eyes searching for reasons as to why I am opening up (now),
Breaking free from the tolerance I placed myself into,
Tolerance from the unjust comments people made about me,
Biased whispering about my being, my culture, my image,
Finding entertainment from my “homeless, pitiful” life,
Continuously trying to deny my existence, which burned a plethora of my veins,
And not caring that as lies about me spread from day in through day out,
My eyes became blinded from the smoke caused by the fire,
Fire growing faster and stronger on my own engine,
Borrowing oxygen and power from the words entering my ears,
Ears that have had enough and can no longer handle what they hear,
Tolerance, a word that doesn’t belong in my mind or my life anymore,
They have gone too far, so far that I’ve lost my cool,
The ice I’ve wrapped around my shell have broken into miniscule pieces,
Pieces that melted by the fire that is growing stronger as each minute passes by,
I am no longer uncomfortable with my brown skin,
I can no longer hide from the world because of them,
I am breaking free, breaking the silence that screamed so loud,
I will no longer slouch down my corner tolerating the injustice,
Injustice that slither throughout the history of this land,
This land that is supposed to be my home, my mother land,
Today, I announce that I am no longer their raged toy,
Because today, I’ve spread my wings and will soar free.


<3Jamie

Fuck a Cow #6

1. It's funny how people are trying to add me on myspace when they don't even talk to me. I mean I'm up for reconciliation and all that shinanigans, but uh it takes two people to do that. Hence, it bothers me when I leave them a message, but I don't get any in return. Hah, it's like they just want to add more people on their list of "friends." Wow. Is myspace a popularity contest, now? No offense to anyone, but honestly if you add me make sure to leave me atleast one message.

2. I have a swollen ankle that's been hurting for quite some time now.

3. My right shoulder is hurting; whenever I lift it up, it begins to hurt.

4. I bought a shirt from Zumies, but the cashier forgot to take off that thing they clip on the items so I have to go back there tomorrow.

5. Number 4 brought me something cool though because I will see Josh again =]. Well, I hope I do. Haha. He's a cutie.

6. Another good news, there were hella cuties at the mall today. I was stopped by a few ;).

7. I might go to a show on Dec. 6th.

RIGHT AERIEL? =]

<3jhay

Fuck a Cow #3: Rainy Day

Today was totally not my day.Reasons:
1. It's hella raining outside, fuck fuck fuck. Are you kidding me? Like for real? My ass was soaking wet because I had to ride my bike around Davis. And the stupid fender didnt even help me at all because I still got wet -- my back part.
2. I had another in-class essay today about the stuff I read last night. Uhhhh, I was hella tired when I was reading, thus I had a hard time writing the essay. The prompt is all right, I had a good grasp of what it is asking, but I had a hard time finding the right words to explain what I think and my thesis.
3. While I was showering my elbow hit the shower nob and its throbing in pain.
4. The freaking rain almost got me in another bike accident, and it's hella dark outside too.
5. I almost tripped trying to park my bike. Well I pratically tripped, but didnt fall on my face.

WHAT A DAY! The only positive thing/news I received today is the fact that I got an A on my Asian American Study Life Event paper.=]

BTW, it smells like cows outside. Ew. & Im hungry.

Fuck a Cow #2

WTF!
1: My friend and I were doing our homework for English, and we were both hella distracted that we didnt figure out that there were more than 17 questions. Thus, when we went to class, he waved his homework to me and I just smiled 'coz we both thought we have it down, only to find out that we didnt finisht the homework, and there's no way we can make it up. Fuh.
2. It was raining like shit, so there were puddles everywhere, and I dont have a fender. If you live in Davis, then you would know how important it is to have a fender during rainy season. Therefore, I had to walk to class, and it was fucking hot! I don't know if it just me or the rain didn't make a difference -- hot water. Blah, I think it's just me though. (I walked out of the house today with just shorts on. Lol).
3. Last night, my friends and I went trick-or-treating -- like I said it was raining -- and we were soaking wet. Not only that, but people wouldn't even fucking open their doors and give candies. I think people are getting cheaper and cheaper each year! My family actually spends money on decorations, food (pizza, chips, candies, etc).
4. The only good thing that happened yesterday is meeting new people -- crazy, funny ones. We watched Ghost Hunters and well they muted the TV, and then created a different set of comedic conversations.

I am so not looking forward to going back to Davis, and be greeted by the smelly cows.

BLAH.