Mood: In the clouds Heaven forbids any disasters to descend on me today.
YoHooHoo. I'm kinda on cloud nine, because I FINALLY COMPLETED my profile page on Fictionpress.com. Woot, can't believe there're so many great writers out there. It's like totally an eye-opener.
Well, here's my page.
Celest-Renaissance I strongly recommend other writers out there to upload your stories and your works there because people actually do give you reviews. :D
Mood: evil even the most kind-hearted and soft-hearted will go 'mwahahahaha' when you get harassed by the most vile creatures on earth.
See the above?
it's the greatest pretender on earth.
Why?
Just yesterday, my dad, being the number one supporter of geckos (mini lizards that infest my house, mostly my room) single-handedly took down a middle-sized gecko with his bare hands.
The most basic reason.
It came out from my cup, and just because i forgot to put the lid on. What. The. Eff.
So here's how the scuffle happened:
gecko scuttles all the way around the corner of the stove.
dad: i'm going to kill it. It's pissing me off. me: try it. it's super fast.
*pots clanging* In one sweeping movement, dad throws gecko on the floor. Grabs it, runs to the toilet bowl, throws it in. Takes a pail of water and tries to flush it down.
Me, being the onlooker, became speechless.
What was terrifying was the fact that the gecko played dumb. When it couldn't be flushed down the toilet bowl, it flipped on its underside and showed us its belly, pretending to be dead.
First time it did it, it ALMOST succeeded.
Luckily for my dad, he was smart enough to observe its detatched, but still wriggling tail. And then, the idiotic gecko tried to scramble and claw its way up the toilet bowl.
Talk about surviving. It just would not give up. Twice, Thrice, and the fourth time it tried to act like it was dead, we dunked an entire pail of water down. And ta-da, it got flushed in for good. Well, if you're thinking that is cruelty, why not be a vegetarian and say MEAT IS MURDER. This gecko here, mind you, have been shitting everywhere since it was a baby. And me here, has been tolerating it for as-long-as-it-takes-to-grow-that-big.
I was kind enough not to allow my dad to whack it with a dictionary when he had the chance. So hey, its not everytime you see things like that, stop complaining that its painful to watch.
Its more disgusting to watch geckos mating in your house and having the whole length of my room's fluorescent lightbulb to themselves and treating it like their den. And then weeks later, you see baby geckos running about.
Come to think of it, the larger geckos didn't even do their fair share of work. If they want to stay in my house and expect me to clean their shit, they should at least eat MORE flies, moths, or one or two beetles.
Having such useless housepets is really tiring. I'm like totally celebrating the death of one.
And take a look at one of the golden beetles that always, (almost every night), flies into my room. Here's a close up view of how its butt looks like.
Can you see the hairy legs? How i wish i could use a pincer and peel out its exoskeleton bit by bit. Just looking at it irritates me. And here's the 'poor' beetle trying to take flight, but all in vain. AH. HA.
Fuggly beetles. Can you imagine the torture i had to suffer?!?! i vividly remember this black beetle swooping in and treating the nape of my neck as a landing platform. And being this little me of five years old, i was so frightened. No matter how i shrieked, screamed, jumped up and down like a lunatic, that idiot refused to drop off.
Since that day, my ears would be sensitive to beetle alerts everyday. What i mean by beetle alert is the BBBBBZZZZZZZZZ sound when they enter and rebound everywhere in my room. Freaking, frigging annoying. And just yesterday, another golden beetle took shelter on my bro's head and he only happened to realise it when he went back to his room, sat down, and scratch his head.
Thanks to my beetle phobia, i'm being a little psychotic. And now, i even use glass cups to capture these beetles and make them suffocate. The first time i did it was when i could stand it no longer. That single beetle was really pushing my limits.
Of course, i burst. And that's why it landed in the cup. As shown above, there you have it, snippets of its last moments. Struggling and pressing against the glass wall, for all i care. in fact, the more i look at it, the more happy i feel.
Ask me why i used glass cups. Cause i wanted to trick the stupid beetles into believing that they are surrounded by air. And you know how stupid they are? They actually keep banging their heads against the glass cup. i bet they can't see the glass wall because it looks invisible to them. And then there they are thinking, why can't i see what i'm knocking into?
Vicious. Whatever. I let the first one out after a day, when it did not go to hell. The kind me, thinking that it would fly back to where it belong and tell its species not to FLY INTO UNFAMILIAR TERRITORIES, such as MY ROOM. But obviously, it didn't.
The others obviously ignored it, or just enjoy suffocating, that they CONTINUOUSLY fly in, OVER AND OVER AGAIN. Currently, there's a black and a golden beetle in the same glass cup. Both overturned. Smartasses, trying to knock my cup over, that they themselves slipped and instead landed on their shiny backs. And now both are happily accompanying the king of hades.
ORBI. That's to teach them a lesson.
Hold on, in case you belong to some stupid insect or reptile organisation and am thinking of reporting me to authorities, please think about how these species constantly intrude my homely abode.
And btw, don't ever think of reporting me to SPCA (Society for the prevention of cruelty to animals), because geckos and beetles are not classified under the category 'animals'.
Anws, my parents finally, decided to get me a phone. i don't know what's got into them, but i'm now not phone-less anymore. Feels weird, when i was enviromentally conservative all the way through my secondary life.
Well, one thing good that came out of it, i saved earth's resources and i hereby proudly proclaim that i'm one of those few who CAN LIVE WITHOUT A PHONE.
woot! And one last thing, people are suddenly going berserk over audition and me and linda are like their audi teacher. WOOOOHHHHHHH! SO HIGH MANS. PLAY AUDITION, YEAH!
Photo series Content: RED CAMP AND PROM. Models: Celest, Linda, Felicia by the viking crew
Mood: *coughs coughs* that's what you get what you have a never-goes-away sore throat.
sls: uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis. girls: give it to the vikings, guys: uh huh, uh huh. girls: give it to the vikings, guys: uh huh, uh huh. girls: give it to the vikings, guys: uh huh, uh huh. girls: and all the others say we so fly, guys: we make them cry.
all: this cheer is rated v, for vikings, ver ver ver vikings! oooooooohhhhh na na na na, na na na na, na, na na na neh! na na na na, na na na na, na, na na na neh!
when you say jump, we say how high all the vikings in the house, omg, we're so fine like snakes on a plane we make you go insane so outrageously insane with our ver, ver ,ver ,ver!
yay, that was the prom cum RED CAMP photo series i did espcially to remember these two special occasions.
Prom was like this mad, crazy, makeover. i totally didn't feel like waking up and going for prom in the morning cause i had this splitting headache and slight fever. Then there were still the decisions that we had to make.
Where to go for hairstyling? Where to go for makeup? Do we take mrt or cab to meritus mandarin hotel? Do we flag a cab? Or call one? Do we need to pay for this? Do we need to pay for that? Where's the ballroom? Where's the hotel room? Which floor? How much is that?
all the stupid ridiculous questions i could do without. But, then again, i told myself that it was the last day where everyone goes crazy, literally, so i decided to go crazy too.
Of course, with all the coughing, that i almost felt like dying. And obviously, somebody still doesn't want to talk to me. so i'll just leave it as that.
well, anws, i'll stop wallowing in my misery.
Newsflash: My hair was like $108 althogether. (highlights + styling) And i paid so much just to undergo the torture of smelling all the hairspray and the glittery stuff they sprayed all over my hair. Thankfully, the highlights will last longer, whereas the curling, plus tying, plus clipping the hairstylist did was a one-nightstand thing. Also, i had a alotttttt of difficulty removing the hair pins she stuck into my hair. i think i dropped TOO MUCH hair yesterday and the make up was so difficult to remove. Fantastic.
Anw, anybody knows how to remove mascara?! Gah, how the heck do people do it.
Sighs. i loveeeeeeee my highlights though. :D yeh, because it's red.
hmphs. Throughout prom was fun. we had to wait outside the ballroom for i don'tknowhowlong, but still finally, we got a poker card and managed to squeeze in. At least the counsellors had some creativity, judging that they organised prom, it was chic and fabbb. i thought they using the poker cards as lucky draw tickets was an awesome idea. :DD
Here's my compliments to you guys, sec three counsellors, although, we always get stopped on the way up to classrooms for having food by you irritating bunch of 'teacher's dogs', here's a big thank you!
Yiyang and felicia totally looked like a rockstar. They both had the punkdude and punkgirl looks, plus everyone looked so chio and so mannnnnnnnnnnnnnn and so yandaooooo.
And, the most eventful thing was when i decided to step keean with my heels, he kicked me instead.
And what happened was super painful. The base of his shoe came into contact with my tip of my heel. and omg, shi chao tong de lorh. the impact was like gg. There goes my poor toe. D:
Snapshots i picked randomly:
the hairstylist who did my hair and refused to tell me where she picked up hairstyling. i guess she just wanted to me to be her regular customer. LOL. i wouldn't dream of stealing your customers lahhhh.
the only piece of food we had that night. haha, just kidding. This chicken head was the most prized delicacy through the entire not-sure-how-many-course dinner. Heh.
Hmms, i guess one last thing, in case the guys don't know, the girls have a hard time wearing heels on.
Can you imagine how painful and troublesome it is? When all you want to do is just rip those heels off, toss them away and drop dead on the floor with your feet sticking all over the place. Yet, we girls still have to withstand the contraction of our calve muscles throughtout the entire night without nagging and having to act glamorous and act like it doesn't hurt, at all.
Ahem. Guys, you have to give it to us, girls. :D
And know something, my legs are still cramping and sore from all that high-heel walking. i wonder how Mrs Ong tolerates it and how celebs actually dance in heels. Maybe i'm not used to it. Lawl.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, i'm once again, too lazy to post any more pictures here, but i dumped everything on facebook. if you want them, you know where to look. (:
mood: silent scream
i lost my voice after red camp and chalet.
HELLO.
Argh. i'm here to complain about me getting sick. (!-!)p
thanks to all the screaming and cheering at RC, and all the fried food, i can now say byebye to my beautiful voice.
LOL.
yea, zi kua, you don't have to tell me, i know.
obviously, i'm here to post the highlights as well.
i'm not going to post all the photos because blogger is freaking lag.
so only those glam and kawaiiiiiiii ones.
btw, the rest of the pictures can be found on facebook. :D
oh wells, i only went for the first two days of RC becauseeeee i was too tired to rush all the way back from sentosa to clementi in the morning at 6 on the third day.
Sigh. BUTBUTBUTBUT the first two days was funnnnn enough.
though i didn't get to, according to felicia, take a picture with the super hot guy.
felicia and the super hot guy, jervis, she was talking about.
okay, he's hot.
But, hey, guess what?
I'M HAWTER.
side note: jervis was a SUPER GREAT SL! (*student leader, in case you're wondering what the acronym stands for.)
AND SO WERE ALL THE REST OF THE SLS!!!<3 me, fel and linda. :D
me and fel.
love this cheer alot. :D
SLs: vikings oyyyy.
we: VIKINGS!
SLs: vikings oyyyyyy.
we: AHHHHHH.
SLs: vikings oyyyyy.
we : horny, horny, horny. Woooh~ we're are the vikinggggs~
SLs and we: OH YEAAAAAH.
and there's alot of other cheers i would rather not type it out here. hahas.
thoughhhhhh, i can share one dirty joke told by the mcs with you guys.
here's the joke:
One day, a 5 year old boy, named Horny, went to the whiteboard and drew a male anatomy.
and AHEM, you know what he drew.
When his teacher saw it, she was horrified.
She erased it immediately.
The next day, Horny drew a bigger male anatomy.
and his teacher, erased it again.
The day after the next, Horny drew an even bigger male anatomy.
and just when his teacher was about to erase it, Horny said,
"The more you rub, the bigger it gets."
LOL. this is NC16.
those not above 16, censor the above. hahaha, though its too late now.
okay, anws, there was also this tour around ngee an, just taking a look at the courses available, and i wanna join MMA!!
well, actl, there's like a few i want to get in!
1. Multimedia and animation
2. International business/Tourism and management
3. Early childhood education
okay, surprisingly 3 right.
LIKE, me, with children?
BUT ITS NOT SURPRISING OKAY!
and when liang yuan saw me playing with Mrs Chang's kids, he was like, 你长不大啊!
CHAO XIANG BIAN TA DE LA.
-________________-
and then the other time he saw the photo with my siblings, he went, 'you got baby face ah.'
WTFISH.
the next time ah, i'll just bish alr.
Here's some (okay, only 2) of the pictures at chalet which were taken at Costa Sands Resort, Sentosa.
hi yall. RED CAMP is FUNNNNNNNNNNNNN. 'll be uploading all the pics only until after class chalet and RC! :D it's gonna be like such a crazy week.
and on monday, there's the MONTE CARLO GRAD NIGHT. Gosh, and i heard even the guys are shopping for prom. and that they have actually allocated a day for it.
i know some girls have decided to spend like what? a week searching for the 'chosen one' (the appropriate, perfect, dress for the night-to-remember.) AND MISS RED CAMP?! RAWRRRRRRR. Guess the bakas are the most efficient huhs. :D we spent like only a day, and ta-da, everything done. Thanks to the honourary advisor, (ex-baka leader), we've got everything within a day.
Cool huhs. and we're girls. of course, the accessories are about ready.
ANDDDD I'M LIKE SO SHOCKED THAT MY OUTFIT IS AT A REASONABLE PRICE. i was so freaking tempted to get this black feathery hair clip just to match the stupid casino theme, which, if i'm not wrong, you're supposed to act like you popped out from the 1960's. Guess what, that clip was like fifteen dollars!!!!! just for a few black feathers tied elaborately together?! fcuk the price man. RAWWRRRR. Heck it. and the salesperson was like 'you won't get such a cheap price during christmas.' we were like thinking 'hey, its not even cheap now, go-to-hell lah.'
Luckily for me, the rest of the bakas prevented me from going crazy and buying that super-nice-but-super-utterly-ex hairclip. i think without them, i'll just be a mad shopaholic.
Phew. that's what girlfriends are for man. andddd that's also how you control a shopping spree from going wild.
to sum it up: 1. dress - $34.90 2. purse - $10 3. nail polish - $2.00 4. shoes - still wondering whether i should get SHINY RED ONES, or just wear the heels i already have. (LOL. still so picky huh.) 5. earrings - $3.50 Current total cost: $50.40 (excluding the cost of make-up plus highlights and etc.)
okay, surprisingly, i exceeded my mum's wildest dreams. and she was so prepared to hand me a hundred bucks. yea, mum, why not a million dollar dress? :D
okay, anw, here're the photos from that time we crashed at black's.
TOOT. my horsetail hair. i wanted to use it to whack blue, but she took a photo of it.
yea, we're sucking on worms.
plain camwhoring.
STATIC HAIR!
and also, the photos from bball.
illegal gathering!
one of the black dogs guarding the temple. Thanks to laoba's grand idea of bringing us to a basketball court located beside a temple, i felt super isolated from civilisation for that five hours. Plus, it definitely made me feel like i was a lost village kid. :D
nixon's aeroplane pose.
TALL TO short.
nixon's very glam squatting pose.
*baking chocolate cake*
don't know what they're pointing at... lol.
squeeze. squeeze. push. push.
don't rly know what chong han is doing. haha.
flexing his biceps? LOL.
kee an's flying duck pose.
The above are just random shots taken.
in case you're wondering, i'm not in any of the random shots taken during bball.
the cameraman always does keeps her glam.
HO HO HO, HE HE HEE, HA HA HA, SAY HELLO AND BYE BYE.
Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the candy empire.
Hello. My name is liying, without any spacing in between. I'm obviously a girl, if it isn't obvious enough.
I also have this super, uber, long name which says
Any one will do, its your choice.
My awesomeness can't be contained in such a teeny-weeny box because i'm sensational.
Yes, I'm loved, bayy-beh. I blog about everything under the sun and anything that's the past, present and the future. My profile page is non-existent, because its not long enough.
In more detail, click here.
16 on 18 June. She's single & loving it.
She's like TV, you see her, hear her like CD.
But clearly you'd be on different degree levels, whatever.
No, you can't touch her.
Give her a pink candyfloss, and you’ll be loved by her.
Prioritize her, you automatically jump to the top of her list.
She says MARSHMELLOWS, KOKO CRUNCH and HONEY STARS are the happenning.
She is bubbly, temperamental, and fabulous.
She takes pride in being a bakaranger, as bakaRED the dolphin. In fact, BAKAS are her first priority.
What you see is what you get.
She's what you see and what she will be.
That's just who she is.
If she wants to do this, i'm sorry, but you can't make her do that.
There's more to what meets the eye. So, although first impressions last forever, blow that.
Judge her based on what's inside, not 'the cover'.
You are perfection. She's your reflection.
She is nobody.
Nobody is perfect.
HAHA, erase that.
She does what everyone else does. She seeks perfection and strives to keep her inconsistent sanity in check.
She's an artist. She draws, yes.
The weather forecasts her mood, and her mood predicts her dress code.
Unpredictable? Yes. Like the river currents, she changes course fast.
You may not be able to keep up with her; because with her around, you never know what's going to happen next.
In short, she's versatile.
Wild at times, but she's a fun-loving, peacelover. (Of couse, she tries hard to be the peacemaker.)
Her personality doesn't lie. She keeps her promises and am true to her word.
Give her no permission? She breaks the rules.
She doesn't conform. She loves fashion. Her style is imagination.
Don't ever try to play her. Don't lie, don't patronise, just change your ways.
Lights out, there's no room for her to cry. So tell her what went wrong.
For every door that's open, she's not going to shut it. Why no, she prefers to take her chances.
The issue on weight ticks her off.
She desires a lower metabolism 'cause its really difficult for her to put on the extra kilograms.
Unless you want to feel guilty for the rest of your life, do not ever mention the words 'you are skinny' because it does hurt.
It would be a great blow to her self-esteem. No, correction. She would be greatly demoralised.
Be kind to her, she forgives and forgets.
She must confess she loves her bloody punctuality, though she tries to be on time.
She yearns morning rains and waking up to the sounds of waves.
To watch the stars and have a clover leaf, its luck.
Everything ‘bout her screams water and she thinks water is the coolest drink.
She loves everything and hates nothing.
She’s into swimming, lifesaving, wakeboarding, drumming, rollerblading, rollercoasters, glow-in-the-darks, bunk beds, japanese, anime, audition, manga and her eekies.
She loves sleeping, but hey, she's no pig.
She loves shiny things because they catch the eye. Diamonds, chandeliers, shoes, bags, anything glitter goes.
She loves lipgloss, eyeliner, red nails and her red highlights. Yes, she's vain, but isn't that what makes a girl?
A huge fan of Walt Disney, she espcially loves the redhead little mermaid, Ariel.
Although she sucks at it, she loves jigsaw puzzles.
She likes to see the pieces come together, just like how she makes life to be - a portrait.
Her world is filled with colours, especially RED.scarlet, aqua and azure.
There’s no such thing as black and white, so don’t tell her what’s right from wrong.
She wants good riddance to evil, global warming and poverty.
If you smoke, she bites.
Keep your nails off the chalkboard, unless you're trying to bring her down.
Music plays a large part in her life. She enjoys stuffing earpieces in her ears and hear the music explode.
Sometimes, she tries to escape from burnin' out.
Give her a super shock, blow her off the block. Make her wanna. You're welcomed.
Rock. She likes it when you pop.
Guys with spiky hair make her melt. But hush, hush, turn it up baby, make your move. You've got fever, this freaking beat's so hot.
If you've got something she's never seen, one shot, you gotta give her everything.
Only one condition before she moves. She's no longer your prey, but the predator.
With every move she makes, she keeps her hunting eyes on the game. When her target is finally found, now it's time to play.
No need to talk, when you're caught.
Games get a bit of that, where's the thunder at. Get in her track, she's game.
But remember there's one thing you should know, when she's in hot pursuit, her mission is you.
You don't have to beg for more.
She doesn't turn back. She doesn't fear her past - Guess she delivers that.
She believes in fairytales, miracles and happily-ever-afters.
Don’t say no to her because she’ll make you say yes.
If you don't want her to go, try to convice her that she should stay.
She dislikes things like parting ways and saying goodbyes. The next time you leave her, instead of saying ‘bye’, say ‘I’ll see you again.’
She disappears one day...If you miss her, she misses you.
Basic courtesy.
She wants you to know that she loves her family and friends dearly. So, if you’re one of the above, you’re blessed!
What more can I say? God has given her many stepping stones. Lucky? She knows she's more than just that.
This gemini is a go-getter and a professional hairstylist/manga artist/animator/coast lifeguard wannabe.
She believes in dreaming. She believes that her moment will come, and when it does, here in this spotlight, she'll shine like a superstar.
She already lost half her life to sleep. Yes, she only realises it after waking up.
But, she is determined that her other half will be filled with her dreams, and of course, a little magic.
Get to know her? Pick one:
Email/Msn/Friendster/Facebook/Fictionpress
blog|
profile|
etc
Hello. My name is liying, without any spacing in between.