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.
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.
