i've developed a sudden cough. D=
apparently jaejoong also has a cough right now. WE ARE SO DESTINED FOR EACH OTHER, OMG!
And since i've added new pics + changed my relationship status in facebook, I've gotten a HUGE amount of friend requests + comments of current friends. wow. I need to get fake-married and have fake-babies more often. :D
<3 Soph, my husband.
YES, SHE'S THE MAN! I'M ALL WOMANLY AND ELEGANT, SHE'S ALL MANLY AND...MANLY!
hohoho. there's more chances of her being able to carry me over a threshold than me carrying her though. that's very true. *weak arms*
Her house was awesome. I had a lot of fun baking my own wedding cake. AND JAEDA LOVES ME! <3 SHE LOOOOVES ME, SHE LOOOOVES MEEEEE! (i think she does?)
Hah, she stared and smiled at me, and she's so hyper and awesome. she kept coming up to me, and I thought she wanted me to carry or hug her. but it turned out she just kept wanting to take the stuffed pig or cushion away from me. D=
SHE STILL LOVES ME!
(i hope)
it's my natural motherly presence that welcomes her and makes her feel all comfortable around me! yes yes, i truly believe in that!
....I want my own children. D= 20 sons, 5 daughters. please, God, please.
As always, had a lot of fun with Soph. :D she's so spazztastic. <3 soph, come over to my house yeah? kekekeke
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
<3
- Mom
- Soph
- Julian
- Zoe - http://www.chunkyfunkymunky.blogspot.com/
- Rachel
- Benedict
- Vern
That's who has wished me so far. :D In order, of course. Zoe's post dedication to me pwns. Her photoshop skills wins, and I fail at tanning. :D kekeke!
Happy birthday to me! (oh, the vanity!)
Monday, September 22, 2008
Low Battery
She mulled over her writings, pencil at the ready, always swift to cross out any word that didn't please her. She murmured to herself
no, not that word, 'desired' maybe? 'longed for'? ah, yes, 'wished'!
as she went along, searching for the words that would complete the jigsaw puzzle.
Writing wasn't romantic for her. Not at all. For some others, writing was as romantic as love, as spring, as Paris, as rainbows and butterflies. But for her, it wasn't. It wasn't romance. It wasn't expression. It was life. And she clung to her life desperately, knowing full well that without it, she'd lose her voice.
She scribbled along, rushing -- others took their time in writing, penning down every word with great care -- always rushing. Life was calling for her, and she was ready to answer it immediately.
Hahaha, okay, I don't know what that was about. I just needed to quickly write something. I haven't written anything in ages -- bad Roanne! -- and I need to express something (yes express. That girl up there is not me -- writing is my way of expression). My muse decided to come back from her vacation. Well, not really. My muse ditched me many years ago and still hasn't returned, but I'm getting along fine without it. She'll come crawling back to me! They all do! Rawr.
But yes, I needed to write a quick drabble. That one up there had no direction at all, I just wrote on impulse. It's too simple and un-pretty. :( And also, random. But heck, random is what drabbles are. I don't know. I'll work on something pretty later. Maybe something romaaaaantic for my birthday, kekeke.
I think I'll start posting random writings up here -- in order to make up for my lack of updates. You know, I'd love critiques and comments - especially critiques - but I have a feeling that most of my writings will be too short to warrant anything. Hahaha, oh well.
And OMG, LOL @ Vonn's "gotta catch them all!"
no, not that word, 'desired' maybe? 'longed for'? ah, yes, 'wished'!
as she went along, searching for the words that would complete the jigsaw puzzle.
Writing wasn't romantic for her. Not at all. For some others, writing was as romantic as love, as spring, as Paris, as rainbows and butterflies. But for her, it wasn't. It wasn't romance. It wasn't expression. It was life. And she clung to her life desperately, knowing full well that without it, she'd lose her voice.
She scribbled along, rushing -- others took their time in writing, penning down every word with great care -- always rushing. Life was calling for her, and she was ready to answer it immediately.
Finitos
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hahaha, okay, I don't know what that was about. I just needed to quickly write something. I haven't written anything in ages -- bad Roanne! -- and I need to express something (yes express. That girl up there is not me -- writing is my way of expression). My muse decided to come back from her vacation. Well, not really. My muse ditched me many years ago and still hasn't returned, but I'm getting along fine without it. She'll come crawling back to me! They all do! Rawr.
But yes, I needed to write a quick drabble. That one up there had no direction at all, I just wrote on impulse. It's too simple and un-pretty. :( And also, random. But heck, random is what drabbles are. I don't know. I'll work on something pretty later. Maybe something romaaaaantic for my birthday, kekeke.
I think I'll start posting random writings up here -- in order to make up for my lack of updates. You know, I'd love critiques and comments - especially critiques - but I have a feeling that most of my writings will be too short to warrant anything. Hahaha, oh well.
And OMG, LOL @ Vonn's "gotta catch them all!"
Friday, September 12, 2008
Behold! And all was right in the world once more!
Hark, a new post!
Okay, no one checks my blog anyway, hahaha. =D Yesh, it's my fault for not updating. But it's Korowa's fault for not letting me update.
Actually, it's the education system in general. DARN YOU, SCHOOLS!
Okay, so are there any new updates about me?
...NO! Roanne is eternally the same. Never-ever-changing, always remaining the same wonderful girl. Forever. And ever. And you all must be so grateful for that.
Oh, right, I cut my hair. More layered now (as in, it's more obvious than last time). I'm happy with my hair. No fringe also. Screw you fringes, you go take your oh-ow-stop-poking-me-in-the-eye-hair-strands to someone else. Not for me, hair fibers! Not for me!
Anyway, yeah, it's shorter, and I can't do my cute pigtail braids anymore (RIP cute schoolgirl look) because all the hair will stick out randomly, and I'd look like Medusa with braided hair.
But it's nifty. I don't think you guys would notice any difference though. No one ever notices when I do something with my hair, seriously! Everytime I get a haircut, and whine about how the hairdresser cut too much off, everybody would just say, "...you got a haircut?"
Heck, last time, when I got a PERM, no one noticed. A PERM. PERM. P-E-R-M! As in, curly locks of love. NO ONE noticed.
(actually, that was because my hair somehow can't be permed and went straight during the weekend, as I had gotten my hair permed on Friday...which brings me to another point)
So, my hair is uber straight, yah? We all know that. It's a gift and a curse for me. Easy to maintain, but I love curly hair. Like, really love curly hair, the nice long elegant swooping mega-ringlet (not those small, multiple ones, but the type of ringlets that swirl down into one smart, elegant and classy ringlet). But my mom doesn't want me to.
And in a way, I'm okay with that. Because 1) I might suck with curly hair (I AM NOT A RISK-TAKER!) and 2) You know how a perm fades with time right? I personally think that for most people, during the period when the perm fades (approx. 3~6 months), the hair turns out really raggedly and un-classy. And I don't want that. Roanne + unclassy = DOES NOT COMPUTE!
But anyway, my now-more-layered-hair has more shape in it. Well, moreso than last time. I love you, hairdresser lady.
Hairdresser lady (henceforth referred to as HL, or Hello Litty) is a Malaysian, too. And she speaks in the most Malaysian-Cantonized way ever. I love her.
My sister doesn't like her though. Cause Hello Litty gave her a strange, omg-there's-a-bird's-nest-on-your-head fringe last time. Rachel's all "Never more, Hello Litty! You can take your scissors somewhere else, my money will never enter your pocket!"
Rachel's fringe is now all awesome though, thanks to an Australian hairdresser she saw a few weeks back. His name is Robert, and they serve hot chocolate in his hairdressing shop. He's awesome. I've never met him. Mom won't let me go there though, cause he charges 3 times as much as Hello Litty.
Oh well. My hair is made of win. =)
And yes Vonn, I'd like to buy a student. Buy 1 get one free, you say? I'll buy 2 then. I want four kids. ALL BOYS PLZ! Can I choose? I want Ivan. Oh, wait, can I have Jovene too? :D
Oh, and SOPH IS COMING HERE TOMORROW, OMG?
And....MY BIRTHDAY IS NEXT NEXT WEEK, OMG??? I expected to be bombarded by presents from you all. Send via snail mail please, I love you all.
Oh saya tuhan! (hahaha what what?)
Okay, no one checks my blog anyway, hahaha. =D Yesh, it's my fault for not updating. But it's Korowa's fault for not letting me update.
Actually, it's the education system in general. DARN YOU, SCHOOLS!
Okay, so are there any new updates about me?
...NO! Roanne is eternally the same. Never-ever-changing, always remaining the same wonderful girl. Forever. And ever. And you all must be so grateful for that.
Oh, right, I cut my hair. More layered now (as in, it's more obvious than last time). I'm happy with my hair. No fringe also. Screw you fringes, you go take your oh-ow-stop-poking-me-in-the-eye-hair-strands to someone else. Not for me, hair fibers! Not for me!
Anyway, yeah, it's shorter, and I can't do my cute pigtail braids anymore (RIP cute schoolgirl look) because all the hair will stick out randomly, and I'd look like Medusa with braided hair.
But it's nifty. I don't think you guys would notice any difference though. No one ever notices when I do something with my hair, seriously! Everytime I get a haircut, and whine about how the hairdresser cut too much off, everybody would just say, "...you got a haircut?"
Heck, last time, when I got a PERM, no one noticed. A PERM. PERM. P-E-R-M! As in, curly locks of love. NO ONE noticed.
(actually, that was because my hair somehow can't be permed and went straight during the weekend, as I had gotten my hair permed on Friday...which brings me to another point)
So, my hair is uber straight, yah? We all know that. It's a gift and a curse for me. Easy to maintain, but I love curly hair. Like, really love curly hair, the nice long elegant swooping mega-ringlet (not those small, multiple ones, but the type of ringlets that swirl down into one smart, elegant and classy ringlet). But my mom doesn't want me to.
And in a way, I'm okay with that. Because 1) I might suck with curly hair (I AM NOT A RISK-TAKER!) and 2) You know how a perm fades with time right? I personally think that for most people, during the period when the perm fades (approx. 3~6 months), the hair turns out really raggedly and un-classy. And I don't want that. Roanne + unclassy = DOES NOT COMPUTE!
But anyway, my now-more-layered-hair has more shape in it. Well, moreso than last time. I love you, hairdresser lady.
Hairdresser lady (henceforth referred to as HL, or Hello Litty) is a Malaysian, too. And she speaks in the most Malaysian-Cantonized way ever. I love her.
My sister doesn't like her though. Cause Hello Litty gave her a strange, omg-there's-a-bird's-nest-on-your-head fringe last time. Rachel's all "Never more, Hello Litty! You can take your scissors somewhere else, my money will never enter your pocket!"
Rachel's fringe is now all awesome though, thanks to an Australian hairdresser she saw a few weeks back. His name is Robert, and they serve hot chocolate in his hairdressing shop. He's awesome. I've never met him. Mom won't let me go there though, cause he charges 3 times as much as Hello Litty.
Oh well. My hair is made of win. =)
And yes Vonn, I'd like to buy a student. Buy 1 get one free, you say? I'll buy 2 then. I want four kids. ALL BOYS PLZ! Can I choose? I want Ivan. Oh, wait, can I have Jovene too? :D
Oh, and SOPH IS COMING HERE TOMORROW, OMG?
And....MY BIRTHDAY IS NEXT NEXT WEEK, OMG??? I expected to be bombarded by presents from you all. Send via snail mail please, I love you all.
Oh saya tuhan! (hahaha what what?)
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