amirah
20 August 2009 @ 04:51 pm
I Want to Throw Some Stuff But I Can't  
Namely anything about Linguist 307. Really, I'm tempted. That bastard of an assignment did nothing but misery in my life. Not only it was difficult to do, it was also 10-12 pages of report on our speech analysis which only have two line of instructions, which was this:


 
"Read Part B of your textbook and write a 10-12 page description of your own speech. Try to be as detailed as you can."


WTF?? It's not even one line when I posted it here. And each time someone asked what should we do for this assignment, the lecturer would say, "It's all up to you."

Oh well, it's over now. I don't care what happened now. I've submitted it, and that's it. No more.

*off to do something else*
 
 
Feeling: bitchy
At: at home - auckland
Listening: Sakura Koku - Ogata Megumi
 
 
amirah
13 August 2009 @ 11:16 pm
Why So Lazy La You??!!  
Errr.... By no means, I'm not feeling sick. It's just that after Linguist 307 lecture yesterday, [personal profile] adlina and I were reminded by how most Malaysians speak English. We even talked that way until we reached home. We probably got more than just a few stares, too. LOL. XD

Now, to the serious stuff.

I'm starting to think that I hate Linguist 307. At first, it looked kind of interesting. But after four weeks and still failing to see the purpose of us being in this course, I started to give up trying to keep interest. It does not help the fact that our lectures have nothing to do with our first assignment. I mean, what are the connections between learning different English Englishes with analysing our own speech? And learning the differences between Nothern Irish English and Southern Irish English does not have anything to do with our future teaching career.

Although the fact that I can understand 16th and 18th centuries' English better than 19th century's English astounded me. Go me.

Done with the serious stuff.

I have a new writing community here at DW. I got tired of LJ's random advertisements destroying my page. So I made a new one. I'm not yet sure if I ever want to delete aidokuhibi, but then again, I have no real attachment to that place *gets shot*. Here's to my new writing community, [community profile] betweenrealities. The name was taken from one of my earlier MAR fics, In Between Realities.

Talking about fanfictions, [personal profile] adlina made a website about fanfiction theft. She got annoyed by how some people plagiarised other people's fanworks. Hers got palgiarised more than a few times, and some got translated to other languages without her permission.

If you're a fanfic writer and think that fanfiction theft still counts as something that must be stop, do support by putting the codes at your profile pagesat DW, LJ, FF.net or other places that you think is suitable.

WYOF! - Stop Fanfiction Theft


Here I thought this account is going to be free of fandom stuff. Guess I was wrong.

See you later?

 
 
Listening: [personal profile] adlina singing Hitori Bocchi no Sadame by Hibari Kyouya
Feeling: bitchy
At: auckland
 
 
amirah
13 August 2009 @ 02:01 pm
This Place is Still Alive.  
I haven't been updating any of my blogs and as of now, this journal has been the most abandoned (Not counting my Vox journal).

I'll try to update soon, so please be patient.

Wait... is anyone even reading this thing?
Tags:
 
 
amirah
08 June 2009 @ 05:38 pm
If they hated me before, now I loathed them.  
At approximately 7.35 am, at Symond's St S1 bus stop, in the correct order:
  1. It's not my fault that the number on the bus keep blinking weirdly.
  2. It's not my fault that I can't see the number clearly.
  3. It's not my fault that I have to wait until the bus comes closer.
  4. It's not my fault that it was the bus I have to ride.
  5. It's not my fault that the bus was not on the bus lane when I waved it.
  6. It's not my fault that when I waved, the bus was less than one meter from the bus stop.
  7. It's not my fault when the bus had to stop two meters from its original bus stop.
So, of course it was not my fault when the bus driver told me, "Don't wave the bus to stop when it's already passed the bus stop."

Right??

And then when I thought the Maxx buses can not hate me anymore, turned out it was dead wrong.

Akmar and I was supposed to submit our assignment before 5 pm. We were planning to stop at S6, Opposite Symond's St, so that we can stop by the library for me to print my assignment and Akmar to photostat some of her stuff. Before the bus reached the bus stop, someone had already pressed the bell, so we just waited for it to stop.

But the stupid damn bus did not stop~!! In fact, it did not stop for the next three stops until we reached Britomart~!! DX Luckily, we managed to get a Free Bus that stopped directly in front of the Uni Library, or else we would be running up the Queen's Strret. >.<

Well, that's it for now. I'm going to eat, shower and then hit the bed. I haven't slept for more than 30 hours. And I need my sleep, like really need it.

Bye.

 
 
Feeling: enraged
 
 
amirah
02 June 2009 @ 06:49 pm
Morons in My Life: Lots of Them and One Gender Only.  
No, I'm not a sexist.

When talking about the men in my life and how they acted around me,

[personal profile] adlina : Why are all the men in your life seemed to be such... morons?
me: ... Now you know why I never  have a boyfriend before.


Not including my Dad and the respected ones (not that I'm saying they're perfect; they are humans after all), yes, apparently almost all the men in my life are... mentally disabled. One way or another. Cousins, siblings, friends, close friends, you name it, there must be something wrong with them in the head.

But, don't worry, I'm quite sure I'm not a lesbian. My fangirling over Johnny's boys and non-existent anime characters proved that.

*sighs* Guys are too weird to understand.
 
 
At: Home
Feeling: indescribable