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That Bitch

Gabrielle Chen Yaqing

18th December 1990

Female

160cm

Unmeasurable Mass


Understanding Her

LOVES <3

God
Republic Of Bitches (ROB)
Family
Friends
Music
Nato
YUI
Jay chou
MISIA
Spongebob & Patrick
Eeyore
Shopping
Eating
Laughing
Sleeping
Reading
Burping
Outings with ROB and friends
Traveling around the world
Irritating my 2nd brother
Lazing around
Sweet stuffs
Jokes
Shiny and bling stuffs
Manicure
Craft work
Black & all colors on the Rainbow

DISLIKES XXX

Being accused
Being broke
Controlled and ordered around
Housework
Bitter stuffs
Walking behind a smoker who is smoking




Credits
Editor: nique x3
Edmund



Friday, March 26, 2010

Sick

Nose dripping like nobody's business.
Sneezing like nobody's business.
Think my nose is gonna get detached from my face soon.
And the tissue paper used are gonna create a mountain.

Crappy shit.
It had been so long ago since I last fell sick.
Thank you bloody flu,
for choosing to come a few days before my Genting trip.

Argh. I hate being sick.
The problem about me is, I don't lose my appetite when I'm sick.
I just feel like eating even more.
So as you can see from my size. Haha.



Drip, drip, drip. And drip somemore.


Was Bitching At 10:44 PM♥

If only I had wings to fly


Sunday, March 21, 2010

Lor Mee at last


YES!! I FINALLY ATE LOR MEE YESTERDAY!!

I'd been craving for LorMee since don't know how many months ago.
I finally got a taste of it at the food center in Maxwell road.
Many thanks to Sugar for bringing me there.
You don't know how hard it is to find LorMee when you really feel like eating it.

Right now folding paper hearts while waiting for Mr.Creature to call.
Guess I'm gonna be kinda lonely again next week.
Nevertheless, hope that what I had planned for today will work out well.
Really pray that everything will go as planned.



Lor Mee and Zha Jiang Mian, which do I like more? Hmmm...

Was Bitching At 1:22 AM♥

If only I had wings to fly


Friday, March 19, 2010

I'm not afraid of being alone


These few days, I have been wondering around the town area myself.
Not that I really enjoyed it, but it is nothing bad either.
Wandering alone has its pros.
You can stop at one shop for as long as you want to without feeling bad.
You can buy anything without second opinions.
You can decide whatever you want to do next.
Just that you are alone.

Humans came to this world alone.
And they will leave this world alone right?

I can sense myself becoming like a child nowadays.
No idea why myself.
Deprived childhood?

I've said before that humans are greedy by nature.
If a person is given good treatments all the time,
do you think he will want bad treatment the next time round?
So if you had given me so much,
it really is hard for me to not ask for so much the next time round.
Humans will always be humans.
Kids will always act like kids.
I'm a human, and a kid.

I think I'm kind of like a troublemaker, always making trouble for others.
I had not grown up fully, have I?
Guess it's time for me to do some soul searching.
And at the same time, plan my next move.
Just so I won't always be a bother to you.


Anyway I went alone to get my JLPT lvl 4 certificate alone yesterday.
Ta-dah.



Not that I'm proud of my recent childishness, but I really miss you.


Was Bitching At 12:20 AM♥

If only I had wings to fly


Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Laughter Medicine

For the past 2 days, I've been laughing quite a lot.
Yet somehow, I still feel the sadness lurking around at the back of my heart.
It is not that I'm faking to be happy when I laughed.
I do feel the happiness.
But at the same time that I was happy, I'm reminded about the sadness too.
Hopefully, I'm not trying to use laughter to suppress anything.

I wonder if today will be a better day for you.
I wonder how you feel right now.
Have your pain and sufferings eased?
Have your sadness gone away?
Have your regrets been forgotten?
I hope so but I doubt it.

Somehow, I had a selfish idea of wanting to make a memory for the both of us.
A memory that may cause you even further pain when you think about it.
But I really wish to let that memory happen.
I wanted that memory to be a precious present for you.
Though there is also a high tendency that the memory will turn into a nightmare instead.
Yeah, I'm a heartless bitch.



Let's go on a date. It shall be a first and the last, the one and only we will ever get to have.

Was Bitching At 1:12 AM♥

If only I had wings to fly


Monday, March 8, 2010

I'm Sorry


I've read the newspaper.
There were news about people who killed their lovers.
And mothers who killed their kids.
And masters who killed their pets.
I'm curious how they were able to be so ruthless to hurt someone they love.
Hurting someone you love is the most cruel and ruthless thing to do.
I always wonder how they feel after hurting their love ones.
Now I know.

Short-term miseries are better than long-term miseries.
This must have been stuck in their head while they were doing the hurt process.
After everything is over, they must have felt like shit.
I feel like shit now.

The theory 'the bigger the impact you made in a person's life, the greater the crater you leave in their hearts' just came knocking on my brain.
The crater I left must have been so big it almost destroyed your heart.
I feel like a murderer.

For today, I wish that I could be a tissue paper seller on the street.
This way, I can offer some comfort for people who are crying.

Thanks for loving me the way you always do.
But I'm sorry I had to hurt you still.
I believe that things happen for a reason.
Many which I'm not sure why.
Perhaps one day.
Perhaps on the day we breathe our last, we'd figure out why.



Feeling like shit is just the sentence for murdering you.

Was Bitching At 3:15 PM♥

If only I had wings to fly