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Wednesday, November 29, 2006

9:26 PM


You melon-headed ashy-elbowed bow-legged grouperfishlikelookingthingsouglyyourownmotherwouldn'tloveyou
PIECEOFPATHETICSEACUCUMBERDIPPEDINCURDLEDSKUNKMILK!
Watch who you're calling fucker lard-face. I ain't taking this kinda shit from you.
You think you're so pro? Well I must tell you, really or I'll be like, totally going against my own conscience. Hope you're sitting down right now cos seriously, you ever lookd into the mirror and realize that your mouth looks like a dog's ass? No? That is so self-deluding. now go look and then you will discover the startling similarity. You baboon-assed sucker. Bloody whatever whatever you call it somethin something. Your pavao ain't worth my time bitch, go sniff your master's ass or something. EAT THIS SHIT AND GET THE HECK OUT OF MY FACE.


i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;




Tuesday, November 28, 2006

4:39 PM


Alright, I now officially declare that I am bored stiff dammit! Okay so I actually do have tons and piles of homework to do but hey, do I look like I give a damn? My 'Happy Feet Bejeweled' game with Fish ain't working and her score is currently 1305 while yours truly remains as '0'. Nice hur? Thus we have decided that I won't close the convo so that she can play. Right. I'm currently waiting for 5.00pm to come so that I can go watch Hi-5 or something.
Just realized. Am listening to Clay Aiken's 'Invisible' then I heard the lyrics: If i were invisible, I could just watch you in your room. Doesn't that make him sound like some chee go pek?! I wish people would think twice before creating lyrics like that. Another example would be 'Back At One': One you're like a dream come true, Two just wanna be with you, Three girl it's plain to see, that you're the only one for me and Four, repeat steps one through three.... Like hello?? Might as well go Five, repeat steps one through four. Six, repeat steps one through five! Ohwells. What can I say?
Went to watch Step Up with the rest yesterday. STEP UP ROCKS OMG! I don't think Channing Tatum is very shuai, his mouth is too small and his ears are too big. But overall, he IS kinda hot lah. They dance damn cool can! What I wouldn't give to be able to dance like that! He looks DAMN sexy when he dances. The girl is also very chio. I think she looks abit like the... Lindsay Lohan, yea. And then went shopping at Far East after that. I found a really cool shirt. And end up the rest all bought it and I didn't. =( Yea, so right now I'm suffering from sore feet Remind me never to go shopping with them again. It's a hell of an experience. Literally. Nah kidding lah. OH AND FRIED MARS BARS ROCKS. only that the sucker behind the conuter really sucked. Bad service attitude. Tsk tsk...
Was playing some guailan game with fish where you click words that the Happy Feet characters say. -.- Damn cold. No pun intended by the way. Ah yes, my vampire game. Stupid suckers keep sucking my jaded blood and ot letting me advance to the next rank dammit. Once again no pun intended. And talking to Haiwei about soyouthinkyoucandance too. DIMITRY IS SO HOT, and pity Jaymz is out. I think he's good.
Ahh I think that's all I have to say. Off to watch hi-5 bye. [THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN PEOPLE GET REAL BORED!]
love
kitty;


i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;




Sunday, November 26, 2006

11:11 PM


If my media player has a playcount, it would record that I have played and replayed "Cassie - Me & U" at least a hundred times. It's nice okay. If you haven't heard it before, refresh this page and you will see this mini green and black player in the box. Click the play button to play the song and then wait a few moments for it to load. You won't regret the wait. [Well, I think...] Recently I'm VERY addicted and obsessed with the colors red and black. [Like a checkers board...] Like I actually bought a notebook and ring file under the Popular brand 'Elegance' and then I bought a normal spiral bound notebook with orange spots and I went to color the spots red because the transparent cover over it had black spots. Er, get what I mean? No? Okay it doesn't matter anyway. Then I bought a red clear folder file and attempted to draw that gothic heart in my MSN display picture on it in black. Needless to say, I FAILED. TERRIBLY, AND DESTROYED MY NICE NEW FILE IN THE PROCESS. *heartpain* So being very clever and creative, I instead drew it on normal printing paper, cut it out and colored the white parts red and pasted in on black color paper, and then pasted THAT onto the file. Not very nice, but it'll do. Hey the first heart I drew on paper was nice okay. Really really nice. But then my mother thought it was some scrap paper and folded it into a paper box then threw it away. LIKE WTF?!!!??!?!!? *pukes blood* I was so pissed off! *tries to stomp away but slips on the blood instead...* Oh and did I mention? My aunt who is the manager of some committee in her company got alot organizers for free so she gave me one [p.s it's black!].And when I was flipping the pages for a look-see guess what I found? These are some sections I found:
*CONVERSION GUIDE [yup, with length, volume capacity and everything. And even Fuel Consumption. Like wth?]
*INTEREST AND DISCOUNT TABLES
*WORLD CURRENCIES [it even includes afghanistan. Oh and some place called Togo and Tongo]
*INTERNATIONAL DIRECT DIALLING CODES
*STAFF LEAVE CHART
*WORLD TIME
*MONTHLY OBJECTIVES [they state: priority and 'completed by' for each month]
*CASH ACCOUNT
*ANNUAL CASH SUMMARY
*BUSINESS MEETINGS [which also include the agenda and 'persons attending']
*INVESTMENT PORTFOLIO [which includes 'share or security', 'quantity', 'unit cost', 'broker']
*WORLD HOLIDAYS
*WORLD MAP
Yes people, congratulate me. I have now been promoted to the post of manager of hell-knows-what company. And I vandalised the cover with a red painty marker by drawing a big big broken heart and my name and a tiny butterfly. I'm beginning to wonder if my aunt is attempting to train me to become a manager too or something...? Yea yea. Oh I got a new pencilcase too. It's black. It's got a red heart. It's got roses. It's got a most beautiful dagger driven through the heart. Clarine, if you're reading this, please don't get a heart attack or something. Yeah it's the same as yours. Not my fault that we laid our eyes on the same pencilcase at the same time. Heex.
Went to JE library with Xiangyun to do homework. And of course, need I say we did not end up doing any homework? Okay actually I did. I wrote three lines of my chinese compo. The one about "XX, make me salivate 3 inches". I wrote about hamburger. Sorry lah, I no creativity can. Xiangyun plans to write about an oyster ommelette. No interest in oysters. =x Those three line contain 5% chinese characters and 95% hanyupinyin 'cos I don't know how to write ALOT ALOT ALOT of words. I suck at Chinese sorry. Here is the list of the homework we have. The different ways of torture they came up with:
English
-Essay
-Book Review
-Signs
-Speech [what 30 seconds of Fame?? Those kids central kids get 1 whole minute and we get only pathetic 30 seconds?? The injustice of it all!]
History
-make notes on some floudering fathers or something. Founding fathers, sorry. [suckers, those teachers. Never heard of the internet where you can copy and paste.]
Chinese
-The essay about food making people produce 3 inches of saliva that apparently doesn't snap off. My apologies if you're beginning to feel queasy 'cos that's too gross for you to digest.
-The report about the exhibition.
-Read Special Ten.
-Read some guailan story about this weird girl with a very unrealistic happy childhood.
-Describe a scene from Journey to the West.
Maths
-HEYMATHS. [fuck heymaths.]
I AM PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THAT I HAVE ONLY COMPLETED TWO OF THE ABOVE MENTIONED WHILE SOME QIANBIAN, KIAMPA PEOPLE HAVE COMPLETED AN ENTIRE SUBJECT LIKE CHINESE OR HEYMATH. Okay blame the heymath! on my fucked-up semptember holidays and my own laziness. Screw me for being such a lazy bum-bum. NOT LITERALLY THANKYOUVERYMUCH! I am a virgin and would like to remain so till I feel like giving it up.
Going to watch Step Up with Devil, Fish, Turts and Clarine tomorrow. Can't wait!!! Heard that it rocks big time. Well, here's Kitty signing off. [anybody up to give me a massage?]
Love,
Kitty
P.S: My mother thinks I'm fat. My father thinks I'm kinda thick around the waist. My aunt thinks my tummy is too chubby. And I used to wonder how people got anorexic. -.-




i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;




Friday, November 17, 2006

10:10 PM



Broken Wings
By candlekitty


Feel the warm breeze upon your cheek,
And look at all the pretty blooms.
Listen to the birds’ sweet chirping,
And revel in this tranquil scene.

But amongst the trees,
You catch a glimpse,
Of a weeping angel
With broken wings.

She cannot fly,
She cannot sing,
She can never again
Reach her dreams.

The breeze turns cold,
The flowers wilt,
The birds fly north,
To escape this chill.

You wonder why,
You wonder how,
Life became
The way it is.

But it’s too late,
The angel’s hurt.
She’s broken winged,
And all alone.

The sky turns gray,
Thunder rolls,
Lightning flashes,
And the storm commences.

Tears of despair begin to fall,
Screams of pain begin to ring,
You pray for someone to hear these calls,
But the storm just masks it all.

The angel’s glow
Begins to fade,
To you it seems
That the world is dead.

And now it’s time
To say goodbye.
You know that broken wings
Will never fly again.

All I want right now, is to curse non-stop. WHY?
I hate it when things like that happen. WHY?
I hate it when people leave. WHY?
I hate it when people die. WHY?
I hate it even more when I know I'm supposed to cry but I can't. The tears come but they don't fall. They just stay there blurring my vision. Irritating things. Isn't it ironic how my water taps seem to turn on automatically while I read or watch touching stories. How easy it is to cry over unreal things. Things that don't exist in real life. But when it's time to really do so, I can't. I really can't.

I'M SORRY I NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO SAY GOODBYE.

-FRUSTRATED KITTY


i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;




Tuesday, November 07, 2006

9:10 PM


sorry people, my internet was down for the past few days so no update. so now i shall do what haiwei stabbed me to do. dearest haiwei. i swear i will make you pay for submitting me to such tortures. this is the longest thing i've ever come across. urgh.

Bold the statements that are true to you.
Underline the statements that you WISH are true.
Italise your comments.
Type it beside the statement.
Leave the Fibs alone.
Then, stab 5 people to do the same test.

I miss somebody right now.
I do not watch tv these days.
I wear glasses or contact lenses.
I love to play video games.
I have tried marijuana.
I have been in a threesome.muahaha! bet noone knew! well, nw they do though.
I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
I have changed mentally over the last year.
I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
I curse.which normal person doesn't?
I'm totally smart.
I've broken someone's bones.
I'm paranoid sometimes.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I need money right now.
I love sushi.
I talk really, really fast.
I have long hair.
I have lost money in Las Vegas.
I have at least one sibling.
I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.
I couldn't survive without Caller ID.i'm living proof that people can survive WITHOUT caller ID.
I like the way I look.
I am usually pessimistic.
I have a lot of mood swings.
I have a hidden talent.
I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
I have a lot of friends.
Iam currently single. hmm... any offers? X)
I have pecked someone of the same sex.
I enjoy talking on the phone.
I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
I love to shop.
I would rather shop than eat.that's retarded. i can't live without food.
I don't hate anyone.bold this, and i would be the biggest liar on earth.
I'm a pretty good dancer.
I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother. what's wrong with that? so you mean you were like total


i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;




Wednesday, November 01, 2006

6:55 PM


Wonderful weather today! Did anyone else see the beautiful forks of lightning earlier on?
PICTURE THIS: The sky is darker by a few hundred shades, and it is raining really hard, and my bed is right next to the window, and I is.. er, AM, nicely propped up against my pillow with the lamp on, and lightning is flashing away like some psycho lightning god, and there is thunder in the background, and I am reading a nice big thick book like Kitty the Nerd [not guaranteed that I won't fall asleep though]. Ah.... SHEER BLISS. Unfortunately, that happened - in my daydreams during training. Yeah and like, my bed in one long table away from the window. =( Well, I shall cross my paws or something or cross my claws and hope that it really happens tomorrow. Even though my bed will clearly not be next to the window but nevermind... [and if Eileen the Turts is reading this, she will certainly be very glad too, I hope. Because of the storm, I mean.]

Ah yes, kitty has been suffering from insomnia lately. And when I say cannot sleep, I really mean cannot sleep. I may go to bed at 10pm but I will en up falling asleep at like 3-4 am. Or maybe I will fall asleep, for an hour or so then I will be wide awake. And I have tried all sorts of ways to fall asleep like listening to those kinda really really boring music. Or tried to read till I'm sleepy but all I get is actually just very tired eyes. And the effing inability to fall asleep. But when it comes to the time when Mr. Sun rises from his bed behind the big green hill, I can't open my eyes. They drift shut when I force them open. So I have to force them into submission by dragging myself to the bathroom and dunking my head in ice cold/boiling water.

AND THAT IS ANOTHER PROBLEM. The stupid effing tap. Is clearly suffering from PMS, the poor darling, and poor us. One second it's pouring out water of an acceptable temperature, the next it's almost boiling water, like it's trying to scald us or something, and then it will be really really ice cold water like ice cubes from the fridge. DAMN IT TO HELL. No wait, then I can't wake myself up. Right, whatever. This is random blogging anyway.

Oh yea, after training today I took the 57 bus to the interchange since Beryl wasn't around to take the bus to her house with me. And on the bus, something really creepy happened. I MEAN IT! The whole bus was super quiet. Then there was suddenly the sound of this baby crying away and then at first I thought was some little kid on the bus whose bad mama and bad papa has forbidden him to buy a lolly but it turned out that there was NO LITTLE KID ON THE BUS. And the people at the front were turning around to look at the people at the back and the passengers at the back were craning their necks to look in front. Heck, even the bus driver turned to see what happened! Then someone asked, "Is it someone's phone or what?" Then everyone was like, "Oh yah..." Then these aunties whipped out their handphones and said very loud, "OH IT'S NOT MY PHONE LEH!" Oh like we give a damn? And it was like chain reaction or something cause everyone else took out their phones too. But clearly, it wasn't anyone's phone. The crying sound lasted all the way till the interchange. Where it still didn't stop. I was the last to get off the bus and it STILL didn't stop. I think the bus driver looked kinda panicky when I got off the bus, like he was damn scared of being alone or something. But if I were him, I would definitely be freaked out to at the prospect of having to sit in that creepy bus alone too! Woah, maybe it's due to Halloween. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Oh well, anyway, finished reading Harry Potter and The Goblet Of Fire for the I dunno, 5th time? So it's back to FICTIONPRESS and FANFICTION! =D Currently reading a Marauders Fanfic called "Standing There By You" which lasts 62 chapters. And leads from Year1 to Year7. I admire that author. Lol. Bye people, off to read my dear beloved whatever you may choose to call it fanfic. =)

LOVE
KITTY


i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;




This.Is.Me

Hello. This is Li Lin, also known as KO7 or Han (don't ask).
I'm currently trapped in a hell hole with uniforms that make us look like nurses.
I'm 15 and am just this close to killing myself.
FuckedUp.Insecure.Neurotic.Emotional; Just F.I.N.E
Hell yeah, that's me. You got a fking problem?

Morbid.Fascination

I have a weird fetish with black and red things.
I like dogs&cats and any other animal.
I enjoy writing&reading.
I think self-mutilation is acceptable.

Deepest.Loathing

I hate life.

Desires

I want to study hard.
I want to be emotionless.
I want to stop giving a shit about everything.

You.Ain't.Sayin'.Nuthin'.Cool



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