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Monday, November 30, 2009 @ Monday, November 30, 2009
rhymethyme

great day today (:>
lazy and tired to blog.

watched the news and they showcased that whole 'We Are One' shit at ION orchard.
i mean, don't get me wrong, I LOVE SINGAPORE SO VAIR VAIR MUCH and am PA-triotic with a capital PA as in PA-ssion.
but man!
i am SOOOO bloody tempted to go over there and stomp on those ittybitty lego buidling and people and go " FEE FI FO FUM I SMELL LAMENESS IN THE AIR! "
and smash buildings a la King Kong.
you can say we share the same traits, since y'know we're distant relatives and shit.


ohkayohkay, am reaaaaal tired now.
and have to wake up early tmw.
@ Monday, November 30, 2009
/'DINK'

OOH! remembered what i wanted to say.

"Old habits die hard."

yes, you lucky bastards.
i'm not going to wax lyrical about the movies or books i recently watched & read.

shall be off to go watch 'She's all that'.


hey con-fi-dante(pronounced your way &you know who you are), i kuchi-ed again and i don't know why i did.
@ Monday, November 30, 2009
/blank

oh nabeh.
totally forgot what i came here for cus i got distracted by someone's blog.
and i'm always amazed at the size of her friend's mouth.
it's like motherfucking big.
could stuff like 5 cocks inside.. :/

shall come back when i remember what i want to say.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009 @ Wednesday, November 25, 2009

i'm quiet all of a sudden.
oh great.. what's new?
everyone fucking presumes when i'm quiet, it means i'm pissed.
or cold/anti-social/arrogant.
fuck.
when it's really cus i'm sad, ok?!
i'm fucking human, in case you didn't know?!
90% of the reason why i'm quiet all of a sudden, it's cus i'm sad, o-fucking-kay?!

oh! and wow!
when you guys think i'm 'pissed', you prefer to not talk to me and leave me alone, not because you want me to cool off, but because you guys are scared you become a part of my bitchy tirades.
thanks!
am i worth that much as a friend?!
am i that filthy and worthless of a creature that you would leave me be and chat amongst yourselves while i sit there all quiet?!
how many fucking times has that happened?
countless.


it hurts, ok.
it really does.

/edit: i'm pmsing. maybe that's why i'm so emotional.
ah well, the bad points of being a girl.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009 @ Wednesday, November 11, 2009
chow mein & general tsao's chicken


Wendy Wu: Homecoming Warrior was showing just now.
and i feel bad for asian actors and actress cus they're always typecast as either

1) Ninja Assasins
ok, i just typed in ninja assassin and out popped rain cus he's staring in a movie which suprise suprise.. is called Ninja Assassin.
well, whoopee aye eh.
really don't see why people find him hot.
*fangirl screams* "cus he has biceps to die for, 6/8 pecs that i want to run my fingers over and when he sweats..." etc. blahblah gaggag.
frankly, he looks like a horse to me.


2) The cold, pretty chick who kicks ass and later falls for a white man
as you can see ladies & gentlemen, by the 2 examples above
1) The Mummy : Tomb Of The Dragon Emperor
2) Shanghai Knights
equally great movies which i like and both consisting of the typical hard headed females who brushes off the goofy white guy as easily as we, asians can multiply 19310 x74923.
just kidding. i can't do that.
but probably someone else could.
and later blahblahblah, she falls for him and they kiss while the screen pans to a beautiful sunset..
how romantic... maybe in the 20th century!!
HAR!


3) Working in a mani/pedi parlour
seriously? a manicurist?
cus we asians are petite in nature and supposedly have more small, delicate, nimble fingers so we can paint intricate nail art?
PUH-LEASE.
i'm asian and i have sausages for fingers.
HAH! how about that!
and wearing cheongsams as uniforms is pushing it a little too far.


4) Nerdy Asian
how many times have we been perceived as spectacle wearing , protractor in pocket, pants up to chest, jittery stuttery nerds?
as infinite as π's decimal representation.
well.. i do admit i wear a calculator watch but HELL-O!
i love my precious casio baby for the cool, old school vibe it has and it has a wide range of colors to match your outfits!
how fab is that?!

A SILVER ONE for formal events.

A PINK ONE for days when you feel girly.

A GOLD ONE for business meeting where you feel you need to impress and show off a lil'.

A RED ONE when you need some extra luck for your mahjong games during chinese new year.

A GREEN ONE specially for those NS boys out there so they won't miss out on the fun.
and it's ultra durable and could totally, HANDS DOWN, survive an apocalypse.
in a way it's like the cockroaches of watches.
cute.. that totally rhymed! :3
end of rambling about my awesome, spectacular, fantabulous watch..
you don't see me typing in mathematical equations while hanging out with my friends and impressing guys by going..
'hey hotstuff, bet you didn't know that 23438 - 232^132/3 + 3293 + e^23 X 0 = 0. so how bout you give me your digits and i could work some magic?' *wiggles unibrow*
wow.. sexy.
anyhoo, not ALL asians are smart, for example look at me.
for the longest time i always thought metrosexual was having sex on the metro system.. :/
i believe that maybe we are more dedicated to our studies.
well, not me. DUH.

well.. i forced myself to finish this entry but i unexpectedly had great fun rambling as usual.
wanted to write 5 but couldn't think of anything else.

OH!
and has anyone realised that the asians names are always one syllable and always like 'Jade' or some chinese surname like 'Ching' 'Lee' 'Ming'
God.. it's the 21st century for the love of spilled soysauce!
you wouldn't like me calling you 'Cateye' or 'Mac&Cheese' , would you?
wait.. 'Mac&Cheese' is kinda cute.
maybe if i had twins, i could name them that.. :/



my name is Cerelia and in ancient mystical chinese language means 'beautiful-fragrant-jasmine-flowers-sailing-through-the-moonlit-sky'

goodnight my little soup dumpling! <:D

-didn't know i delayed this post by 2 weeks.
Monday, November 9, 2009 @ Monday, November 09, 2009
Presto Pesto

IT'S BRITNEY BITCH.

as you can tell, i'm back!~
and in case you netizens have forgotten me..
"Hi! my name is Cerelia (: wha?.. no, no.. not britney. i just always wanted to say that."

yeah.. back to what i came here for.
so i just read 8 days horoscope and man..
i feel like everytime i read my horoscope, i'm always alert for whatever signs that corresponds to it.


and that applies to quizzes too.
i remembered a facebook quiz where it gave the letter of your soulmate or something like that.
and mine was 'M'.
and i was going to 'M'acau in a couple of days so there i was young and naive thinking..
"What a fucking coincidence?! Fate man. It's fucking fate i tell you!"
and later thanks to my weird messed up mind..
"Wow! i might 'M'eet a 'M'iguel (Portuguese & Spanish same same right?) while at the 'M'all in 'M'acau.
or
"While 'M'ingling with the locals in 'M'idday, i saw a 'M'an 'M'arinating 'M'inced 'M'eat and 'M'iraculously his name is 'M'****(ok, i'm sleepy and can't think of a sexy name that starts with 'M').
well.. i didn't think THAT detailedly(but it's soooo fun to do this whole first letter thing!) BUT i was on the lookout i tell you!
needless to say i didn't meet anybody with the name starting with 'M' in 'M'acau..
SOOOO!! we brought the search over to HongKong!
no i'm just kiddin' .
we DID go to HongKong but the reason was cus 'M'acau shopping sucks.
and my mind goes into overdrive and..
"'M'acau is 'M'otherfuckingly boring. Omg. Shit. the Gods are trying to tell me that my future soulmate is going to be boring lah?!"
really. i might look stoney.
but SOOOOOO much shit goes on in my head.


you know what i drift away from the story too much.
y'know.. like driftwood.
or a drift car.
back.. BACK TO THE STORY!


and if something totally matches what happened in my life to what i read i go..
O.O "You know me so well!" *sniffles*
so i tend to follow shit like "OH! your color for this month is blahblahblah.. lucky no. is blahblahblah.."
like yes! i do know it's bogus BUT!
you can't help but have a lil spark of hope that today just might be your lucky day..
ah well, hope pope.
both things which i don't belive in.


and there are many types of horoscopes for different age groups ranging from the innocent daughter, the teen girl, the career women and lastly to the decaying grandma!
no, i'm just kiddin! i love old people! that's why i hang out with my sister(i'm kiddin sis, i love you!!)
hmmmmm..
i think my favorite horoscope is from seventeen.
duh, cus i'm a teen girl and also when it's your birthday month, it has like nifty lil' facts about who's your best horoscope mate & enemy, horoscope match and different items that somehow correspond to your horoscope and this is the part i hate!
cus for some fucked up reason gemini always gets the ugliest looking item of the lot.
LIKE ALWAYS.
i mean, sure, we geminis are happy-go-lucky & adapt well & blahblahblah.
but honestly the only way we're adapting to your ugly shit you've chosen for us is turning us from happy-go-lucky to depressed-just-kill-me.
cleo's not too bad too.
the horoscope with the corresponding sex toy was a hit with us horny bunch. *wiggles eyebrow*

OHKAY KIDDIES! Let's analyse my horoscope.

1 "This week, draw other people into your plans."
duh. i'm not going to the spend the entire holidays by myself.

2 "It's also an ideal moment for unrestrained extravagance, assuming you have the spare cash, of course."
well thank you fucking horoscope. you came 5 days late, that's why now i'm left with $6++ in my wallet.
thanks hor brudder.

3 "A matter of the heart will take a very unusual turn."
THIS I HAVE YET TO KNOW! that's why i'm freaking out.
it could be meant literally( which means i have to stay off the MacSpicies) or figuratively(which means i have no freaking idea.)


I. Am. Good. At. This.


so the conclusion is:
i trust the horoscope more than i trust myself in knowing when my period is coming.