Day Seven: Your zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality.
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
i'm a one hell of a kind awesome Leo baby!
yeah it fits my personality because every facts that i've read about Leo, it's kinda true. and besides, i love being a Leo since it fits me. for instance, Leo is a lion, which is a dominant living thing and a stubborn and hot-tempered animal. well, i love to be on top. i love ruling people. i love to give commands and enjoy my life watching them obeying my rules. and i am stubborn. hot-tempered as well. or if you know me well, you'll know how 'hot-tempered' i am. haha. out of words. bye.
of course living in my HUGE private mansion since i became the world's hero as the Titanium Girl hahahahahaha. i'll be living in the USA or maybe UK, and i will have the sexiest British accent and act like a bitch just because i have a British accent.
OR
in my very own observatory. working on the universe and such, trying to detect aliens. and if they really do exist, i will team up with the Autobots and defeat the Decepticons and other Transformers and Loki and his minions, and and....
Day Six: Write 30 interesting facts about yourself.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
1. i can be funny.
2. i am loyal as fuck (only if you appreciate me)
3. i'm loud, i don't know how's that a good thing
4. generous, almost every time.
5. if you're a friend of mine, and you hate someone so much, i will like automatically hate that someone too.
6. mature and immature at the same time.
7. i looooooove to make friends :) virtually hahaha
8. a game addict (MyRosso Ran Online ofc)
9. kind of a bitch sometimes
10. i will support you baby
11. aweeeeeeeeesome in my own way haha
12. have a good sense of fashion actually. ACTUALLY.
13. a nerdy yet cool kid
14. musical
15. i will give you a chance if you're smart enough to see IT, but if it's too late. then bye-bye.
16. kind-hearted yet cruel at the same time.
17. i fall too fast. like TOO fast.
18. i will love you temporarily, if you're a guy and a crush and cute and adorable.. bcos i know people like you won't notice me.
19. once i stop loving you, i will feel annoyed and disgusted by you. honest. sorry.
20. i will try anything, just to get far away from people whom i hate/dislike or just to ignore them.
21-30. N/A. i don't really know how to describe myself hahahaha it takes time.
Day Five: A time you thought about ending your life.
Friday, May 24, 2013
well this is new. i have thought about this for so many times already and i don't think it's worth it. i mean, i've been asking for the man up there to take my life, or the demons to kill me brutally (imagination much, haha) buuuuuut that's only when i can't take it anymore. that's when everyone's blaming on me, or life isn't fair anymore to me. oh boo hoo! life isn't fair for everybody. whenever i think about, yknow, i'll remember this movie i saw once when i was a kid, when you kill yourself, you will end up in hell because you don't appreciate the life given to you by Him. sooo, i've never cut myself like the stupid bitches do, or try to hang myself like the stupid weaklings do. but, if i'm holding a sharp knife or scissors, well, yknow baby, second thoughts. haha but there's more to experience in life and i will not kill myself because it's just not worth it. NOT WORTH IT BABY.
obviously, everyone's a racist, deep down in their heart. i know because i am one hahahaha just kidding. but seriously.
to be honest, i always get this kind of feeling where God doesn't even exist at all. I DON'T KNOW WHY.... i just feel that way. i even thought of myself as an atheist sometimes. ha-ha! don't hate me for this, but this is who i am. i can't explain why or what's wrong with me, but that's how i live. i have doubts on the man up there sometimes because, huh, funny, He was never there for me when i needed Him. sometimes i believe Him, sometimes i love Him, i do.. but i don't know.
i still have doubts on Him because there's no proof that He's the one who created the world. since i am a science-geek, i believe in science, and i believe in that big bang theory. i still go to church though :) i still believe in Him, but not always.
a big NO-NO for me, that's for sure! i hate people who take drugs and drink a lot. i hate the smell of alcohol. call me a lame ass or whatever, but this is my opinion :)
i don't drink. i only drink when my mom allows me, and even if i wan't to drink, i don't want to. well maybe now i will say no to drugs and alcohol, but in the future, who knows. well i know one thing, i will never take drugs. i repeat. NEVER. taking drugs is for lifeless people who's retarded and shit.
gosh, i hate how they look like when they're taking drugs. i've seen it so many times in tv before and they're so skinny and ew! NO
of course living in my HUGE private mansion since i became the world's hero as the Titanium Girl hahahahahaha. i'll be living in the USA or maybe UK, and i will have the sexiest British accent and act like a bitch just because i have a British accent.
OR
in my very own observatory. working on the universe and such, trying to detect aliens. and if they really do exist, i will team up with the Autobots and defeat the Decepticons and other Transformers and Loki and his minions, and and....
Day One: Your Current Relationship, If Single Discuss How Single Life Is.
Monday, May 20, 2013
hey, i'm single and it sucks sometimes. Being single doesn't mean it's such a sad thing. it has its own ups and down.
THE UPS:
1. i can make people who are taken now, jealous of how free i am. no rules, no nothing.
2. i can drool over hot guys as much as i want and i don't have anyone to control my freedom. if my friends want to forbid me from flirting with guys mentally by just looking at them and create random scenes in my head in which they are my current boyfriend. hahahahahaha sounds interesting *raises eyebrow*
3. it's damn fun and happy. i can't really explain why it's like that, but you will know if you've been through this forever alone phase for 2 years. it's kind of fun being single sometimes.
THE DOWNS:
1. it's fucking lonely!
2. jealousy all over me.
3.
4. movies. oh gosh how i hate whenever i'm watching movies involving romantic couples and shit.
Violet Ambrose wandered away from the safety of her father as she listened to the harmony of sounds weaving delicately around her. The rustling of the leaves mingled gently with the restless calls of birds and the far-off rushing waters of the icy river that lay beyond the trees.
And then there was another sound. Something she couldn't quite identify. Yet.
She was familiar enough with the meaning of this new, and misplaced, noise. Or at least with what t signified. She had been hearing sounds, or seeing colors, or smelling smells like these for years. For as long as she could remember.
Echoes, she called them.
She looked back at her father to see if he had heard it too, even though she already knew the answer. He hadn't, of course. Only she could hear it. Only she understood what the haunting sound foretold.
He walked casually behind her, at his same slow and steady pace, keeping a watchful eye on his eight-year-old daughter as she ran ahead of him.
The sound whistled past her again, carried on the breeze hat sent crisp, golden leaves swirling around her ankles. She stopped briefly to listen, but once it passed she continued on ahead.
"Don't go too far," her father dutifully called from behind her. He wasn't really worried about her out there. These were their woods.
Violet had practically been raised in this forest, learning about her surroundings, learning how to tell which direction she was facing by the lichen growing on the tall tree trunks, and knowing how to tell the time of the day by the position of the sun . . . at least on those days when that sun wasn't obscured by the gloom of cloud cover. This was easy territory, even for an eight-year-old girl.
She ignored her father's warning and wandered off the path, still listening to that something that was beckoning her forward. Her feet felt propelled by a will of their own as she struggled to make the sound into something coherent, something she could identify. She stepped over a fallen branches and walked through a sea of fern fronds that grew up from the damp ground.
"Violet!" She heard her dad's voice breaking through her concentration.
She paused, and then called back, "I'm right here," although not as loudly as she should have, before she started walking again.
The sound was getting stronger. Not louder, but stronger. She could feel the vibrations practically resonating beneath her skin now.
This was how it was with these things. This was the way these feelings came to her. They were indescribable, yet to her they made perfect sense.
And when they called to her she felt compelled to answer.
She was close now, so close that she could hear a voice. That was what this echo was, a voice. Single and solitary, seeking someone - anyone - to answer it.
Violet was that someone.
She stopped at a mound of damp dirt covered with a thick layer of rotting leaves. The soil was oddly out of place amid the undergrowth, with nothing living springing up from it. Even Violet knew that the soil was too newly placed to have fostered life just yet.
She knelt down, feeling the pulsating echo coming from beneath. She could feel it reverberating within her veins, coursing hotly through her small body. Without waiting, Violet brushed away the leaves and debris with a sweep of her coat sleeve, before she began earnestly scooping at the soft earth beneath with her hands.
She heard her father's light footsteps catch up with her and his gentle voice ask, "Find something, Vi?"
She was too lost in her task to answer, and he didn't pry. He was used to this, his little girl searching out the lost souls of the forest. Without speaking, he leaned against he soaring trunk nearby cedar and waited without really watching.
Violet felt her fingertips brush against something hard and smooth, cold and unyielding. She shuddered against a disturbing awareness that she couldn't quite name and kept digging.
She sank her fingers into the moist soil once again. And again, they touched something chillingly firm.
Something too soft to be a rock.
And it was back, that nagging something that was trying to get through her.
She reached in again, this time not to dig, but to sweep away the thin layer of dirt to get a better view of what lay beneath. She had captured her father's interest, and he leaned over her, looking into the shallow hole.
Violet worked like an archaeologist, carefully sitting and brushing across the top of her discovery, so as not to disturb what might be buried there.
She heard her father gasp at the same time she recognized what she had uncovered. She felt his strong hands reaching for her from behind, pulling her firmly by the shoulders away from the fresh dirt and gathering her into his strong, safe arms . . . away from the sound that was calling her . . .
And away from the girl's face staring up at her from beneath the soil.
Day Seven: Your zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality.
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
i'm a one hell of a kind awesome Leo baby!
yeah it fits my personality because every facts that i've read about Leo, it's kinda true. and besides, i love being a Leo since it fits me. for instance, Leo is a lion, which is a dominant living thing and a stubborn and hot-tempered animal. well, i love to be on top. i love ruling people. i love to give commands and enjoy my life watching them obeying my rules. and i am stubborn. hot-tempered as well. or if you know me well, you'll know how 'hot-tempered' i am. haha. out of words. bye.
of course living in my HUGE private mansion since i became the world's hero as the Titanium Girl hahahahahaha. i'll be living in the USA or maybe UK, and i will have the sexiest British accent and act like a bitch just because i have a British accent.
OR
in my very own observatory. working on the universe and such, trying to detect aliens. and if they really do exist, i will team up with the Autobots and defeat the Decepticons and other Transformers and Loki and his minions, and and....
Day Six: Write 30 interesting facts about yourself.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
1. i can be funny.
2. i am loyal as fuck (only if you appreciate me)
3. i'm loud, i don't know how's that a good thing
4. generous, almost every time.
5. if you're a friend of mine, and you hate someone so much, i will like automatically hate that someone too.
6. mature and immature at the same time.
7. i looooooove to make friends :) virtually hahaha
8. a game addict (MyRosso Ran Online ofc)
9. kind of a bitch sometimes
10. i will support you baby
11. aweeeeeeeeesome in my own way haha
12. have a good sense of fashion actually. ACTUALLY.
13. a nerdy yet cool kid
14. musical
15. i will give you a chance if you're smart enough to see IT, but if it's too late. then bye-bye.
16. kind-hearted yet cruel at the same time.
17. i fall too fast. like TOO fast.
18. i will love you temporarily, if you're a guy and a crush and cute and adorable.. bcos i know people like you won't notice me.
19. once i stop loving you, i will feel annoyed and disgusted by you. honest. sorry.
20. i will try anything, just to get far away from people whom i hate/dislike or just to ignore them.
21-30. N/A. i don't really know how to describe myself hahahaha it takes time.
Day Five: A time you thought about ending your life.
Friday, May 24, 2013
well this is new. i have thought about this for so many times already and i don't think it's worth it. i mean, i've been asking for the man up there to take my life, or the demons to kill me brutally (imagination much, haha) buuuuuut that's only when i can't take it anymore. that's when everyone's blaming on me, or life isn't fair anymore to me. oh boo hoo! life isn't fair for everybody. whenever i think about, yknow, i'll remember this movie i saw once when i was a kid, when you kill yourself, you will end up in hell because you don't appreciate the life given to you by Him. sooo, i've never cut myself like the stupid bitches do, or try to hang myself like the stupid weaklings do. but, if i'm holding a sharp knife or scissors, well, yknow baby, second thoughts. haha but there's more to experience in life and i will not kill myself because it's just not worth it. NOT WORTH IT BABY.
obviously, everyone's a racist, deep down in their heart. i know because i am one hahahaha just kidding. but seriously.
to be honest, i always get this kind of feeling where God doesn't even exist at all. I DON'T KNOW WHY.... i just feel that way. i even thought of myself as an atheist sometimes. ha-ha! don't hate me for this, but this is who i am. i can't explain why or what's wrong with me, but that's how i live. i have doubts on the man up there sometimes because, huh, funny, He was never there for me when i needed Him. sometimes i believe Him, sometimes i love Him, i do.. but i don't know.
i still have doubts on Him because there's no proof that He's the one who created the world. since i am a science-geek, i believe in science, and i believe in that big bang theory. i still go to church though :) i still believe in Him, but not always.
a big NO-NO for me, that's for sure! i hate people who take drugs and drink a lot. i hate the smell of alcohol. call me a lame ass or whatever, but this is my opinion :)
i don't drink. i only drink when my mom allows me, and even if i wan't to drink, i don't want to. well maybe now i will say no to drugs and alcohol, but in the future, who knows. well i know one thing, i will never take drugs. i repeat. NEVER. taking drugs is for lifeless people who's retarded and shit.
gosh, i hate how they look like when they're taking drugs. i've seen it so many times in tv before and they're so skinny and ew! NO
of course living in my HUGE private mansion since i became the world's hero as the Titanium Girl hahahahahaha. i'll be living in the USA or maybe UK, and i will have the sexiest British accent and act like a bitch just because i have a British accent.
OR
in my very own observatory. working on the universe and such, trying to detect aliens. and if they really do exist, i will team up with the Autobots and defeat the Decepticons and other Transformers and Loki and his minions, and and....
Day One: Your Current Relationship, If Single Discuss How Single Life Is.
Monday, May 20, 2013
hey, i'm single and it sucks sometimes. Being single doesn't mean it's such a sad thing. it has its own ups and down.
THE UPS:
1. i can make people who are taken now, jealous of how free i am. no rules, no nothing.
2. i can drool over hot guys as much as i want and i don't have anyone to control my freedom. if my friends want to forbid me from flirting with guys mentally by just looking at them and create random scenes in my head in which they are my current boyfriend. hahahahahaha sounds interesting *raises eyebrow*
3. it's damn fun and happy. i can't really explain why it's like that, but you will know if you've been through this forever alone phase for 2 years. it's kind of fun being single sometimes.
THE DOWNS:
1. it's fucking lonely!
2. jealousy all over me.
3.
4. movies. oh gosh how i hate whenever i'm watching movies involving romantic couples and shit.
Violet Ambrose wandered away from the safety of her father as she listened to the harmony of sounds weaving delicately around her. The rustling of the leaves mingled gently with the restless calls of birds and the far-off rushing waters of the icy river that lay beyond the trees.
And then there was another sound. Something she couldn't quite identify. Yet.
She was familiar enough with the meaning of this new, and misplaced, noise. Or at least with what t signified. She had been hearing sounds, or seeing colors, or smelling smells like these for years. For as long as she could remember.
Echoes, she called them.
She looked back at her father to see if he had heard it too, even though she already knew the answer. He hadn't, of course. Only she could hear it. Only she understood what the haunting sound foretold.
He walked casually behind her, at his same slow and steady pace, keeping a watchful eye on his eight-year-old daughter as she ran ahead of him.
The sound whistled past her again, carried on the breeze hat sent crisp, golden leaves swirling around her ankles. She stopped briefly to listen, but once it passed she continued on ahead.
"Don't go too far," her father dutifully called from behind her. He wasn't really worried about her out there. These were their woods.
Violet had practically been raised in this forest, learning about her surroundings, learning how to tell which direction she was facing by the lichen growing on the tall tree trunks, and knowing how to tell the time of the day by the position of the sun . . . at least on those days when that sun wasn't obscured by the gloom of cloud cover. This was easy territory, even for an eight-year-old girl.
She ignored her father's warning and wandered off the path, still listening to that something that was beckoning her forward. Her feet felt propelled by a will of their own as she struggled to make the sound into something coherent, something she could identify. She stepped over a fallen branches and walked through a sea of fern fronds that grew up from the damp ground.
"Violet!" She heard her dad's voice breaking through her concentration.
She paused, and then called back, "I'm right here," although not as loudly as she should have, before she started walking again.
The sound was getting stronger. Not louder, but stronger. She could feel the vibrations practically resonating beneath her skin now.
This was how it was with these things. This was the way these feelings came to her. They were indescribable, yet to her they made perfect sense.
And when they called to her she felt compelled to answer.
She was close now, so close that she could hear a voice. That was what this echo was, a voice. Single and solitary, seeking someone - anyone - to answer it.
Violet was that someone.
She stopped at a mound of damp dirt covered with a thick layer of rotting leaves. The soil was oddly out of place amid the undergrowth, with nothing living springing up from it. Even Violet knew that the soil was too newly placed to have fostered life just yet.
She knelt down, feeling the pulsating echo coming from beneath. She could feel it reverberating within her veins, coursing hotly through her small body. Without waiting, Violet brushed away the leaves and debris with a sweep of her coat sleeve, before she began earnestly scooping at the soft earth beneath with her hands.
She heard her father's light footsteps catch up with her and his gentle voice ask, "Find something, Vi?"
She was too lost in her task to answer, and he didn't pry. He was used to this, his little girl searching out the lost souls of the forest. Without speaking, he leaned against he soaring trunk nearby cedar and waited without really watching.
Violet felt her fingertips brush against something hard and smooth, cold and unyielding. She shuddered against a disturbing awareness that she couldn't quite name and kept digging.
She sank her fingers into the moist soil once again. And again, they touched something chillingly firm.
Something too soft to be a rock.
And it was back, that nagging something that was trying to get through her.
She reached in again, this time not to dig, but to sweep away the thin layer of dirt to get a better view of what lay beneath. She had captured her father's interest, and he leaned over her, looking into the shallow hole.
Violet worked like an archaeologist, carefully sitting and brushing across the top of her discovery, so as not to disturb what might be buried there.
She heard her father gasp at the same time she recognized what she had uncovered. She felt his strong hands reaching for her from behind, pulling her firmly by the shoulders away from the fresh dirt and gathering her into his strong, safe arms . . . away from the sound that was calling her . . .
And away from the girl's face staring up at her from beneath the soil.
Greetings and salutations my dear earthlings.
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