About Me


jiaqian
→ fangirl. insane. beware.

→ am a little twisted, and a lot disturbing, but once you look past the insaneness, i'm quite interesting.

→ this is a mostly a place for me to wax horrible poetry and post cryptic rants that no one will understand but of late it has evolved into yet another angsty diary. but the last time i checked, that's what blogs are for.

→also, lots of typos since i'm normally high (on life, not crack!), tipsy or depressed when i write my posts. seriously.

→ profanity galore. honest raw emotions. are you squirmy when it comes to emotions?

→ slightly unhinged. dancing on the edge yet in control. perfection is overrated.




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    Friday, October 31, 2008

    Maybe I should start being more open about my private life in my posts. Okay, I'll attempt to.

    Unlike those people who have their hair trimmed monthly, I have my hair cut maybe once or twice a year. I hate unknown people touching my hair and I hate that smell that lingers long after you left the salon so I let it grow until I get annoyed before snipping off huge chunks at one time.

    My hair fell halfway down my back. In this record breaking heat, it was getting unbearable. Besides, it took too much hassle to manage. I decided it was time for me to visit the hair salon.

    The hair stylist was a young man in his twenties. He looked like Jaewon, to my delight. He looked at me. "Your hair is long," he said, pointing out the obvious. He grabbed a bunch of my hair. "This is two inches. At least."
    I nodded impatiently. "Go ahead."
    "Are you sure. That's a lot of hair..." He then proceeded to snip at my hair with a pained expression on his face. You'll think that asking them to cut off long locks of hair was like asking them to shave a puppy bald. I admit, even I myself flinched at seeing the long strands of hair float to the ground. It was literally a few inches each.
    He attempted conversation, asking me about my age and studies. (So, what's your major? Not in college yet? What? You're 15? I thought you were in college) It was kind of hard to talk when hair keeps raining down and talking meant opening my mouth, which meant I risked eating a mouthful of hair, so conversation died pretty quickly. For a while there, I was worried they cut off too much hair.

    Turns out I didn't need to. It still looks long; longer than my friends' at least. Now I look old again. When i first rebonded my hair, my hair fell straight to my shoulders and I looked like a college kid. When it grew long again I looked younger.

    Okay, so maybe posts about my life isn't my thing.

    epik till the death of me; 11:00 AM


    Thursday, October 30, 2008

    I was bored so I took pictures of my garden. I took them with 3 different cameras, a Canon 300D, a 12Mega pixesl Lumix and another canon thats probably only around 5Mega pixels.Some pictures may come out crappier than others because of the difference in quality.











    epik till the death of me; 10:40 PM


    Wednesday, October 29, 2008

    Him: What are you watching?
    Me: A korean commercial for a bidet on kbsworld.
    Him: *pause* What's a bidet?
    Me: Google it. On second thought, don't.
    Him: I'll take your word for it. The last time you asked me to google something, I learned the meaning of yaoi.
    Her: What's yaoi?
    Me and him: Google it.

    LOL.

    epik till the death of me; 11:48 PM



    you know whats my favouritest song in the whole wide world now? That dragoncider song in Doremifasolatido <3 You know, the first song JAng Geun Suk sings in the entire movie? I have it on repeat in my player.

    YAY JANG GEUN SUK. HE WINS AT LIFE!

    You know what else wins at life? Junsu's bubbly butt. It deserves its own lifejournal community, like shiwon's eyebrows has their own ljcomm.

    epik till the death of me; 11:38 PM


    Monday, October 27, 2008

    Sake tastes really... weird. I've tasted all sorts of alcohol before, but sake is really new.

    Can anyone tell me whats the draw of Seo Taiji, please? I'm trying to enlighten myself about the wonders of Seo Taiji, since everyone else seems to treat him like some sort of living god.

    epik till the death of me; 9:45 PM


    Sunday, October 26, 2008

    Random mix of photos to brighten this place up.



    epik till the death of me; 9:52 PM



    My beautiful Mirotic arrived! The photobook is like porn, good porn. The amount of skin kills me. I lovelovelove Yoochun's earrings. This is not an album I would show to my parents, thats for sure. Though it looks more like girls showing skin than boys showing skin. I wouldn't want my mother to mistake me as anything but straight. Changmin has officially grown up. The picture of him drenched was just so breathtakingly beautiful.

    On the other hand, the Superjunior Supershow DVD sucks. I think fans could've done a better job. I KNOW fans could've done a better jjob. The photobook is crap and the first few songs of the DVD just sucked. The cameras didn't know who to take and when. It was mostly unclear zoomed out shots. Everything started to turn out for the better after Dancing ut. I screamed my head off. The solos were love. Kyuhyun on a horse killed me again. I'm already planning on which tickets to buy for the concert. I'm not done with the DVD though. Just till the start of disc 2. SEXY BACK HERE I COME.

    I was admiring the imported Rainism CD in Fantasy, the Cd store yesterday when my mother came in and asked, "Do you prefer Jay Chou or Rain?"
    I stared at her as if she was mad. "Duh."
    "Okay." She took the Cd out of my hands and went over to the counter and paid for it, bringing the number of the total Korean albums I possessed to a pitiful 32.
    I didn't even say I WANTED the album but hey, KOREAN IMPORT.
    I now know that nothing comes without a price. My mother nows uses that album to make me do chores. Rawr.

    Also, what is wrong with the new shinee song? AH.MI.GO? Great name and song, boys. Not. COLD HOT BABY.COLD ICE BABY.

    epik till the death of me; 11:20 AM


    Friday, October 24, 2008

    An extremely startling pattern has surfaced among Korean boys in the industry business.
    No, it isn't that they all turn out gay.
    Their first kiss goes something like: A nuna forcefully kissed me T-T

    Yes, they are so helpless that they let FEMALES overpower them and take away what is rightfully mine.

    Maybe its a story cooked up to cover the fact that their first kiss went to their best friend.. who happens to be a boy? HYUKSU

    epik till the death of me; 10:58 AM


    Thursday, October 23, 2008

    Bigbang has brainwashed their fans.
    As their popularities(and egos) grow, I lose interest. The new album is just plain cheesy. Please boys, I repeat, STICK TO KOREAN MUSIC. That way, if the lyrics are cheesy, i wouldn't understand.

    I just realised I let the entire album play without me noticing. Brilliant.

    epik till the death of me; 11:51 AM


    Wednesday, October 22, 2008

    Yay~ New blogskin! New profile comes later.

    Instead of experiencing freedom when I am finally done of exams, I am barked around like a slave all day. I hardly have a few minutes rest before I am called up to duty again. Time is tickin' time-time is tickin'-tickin'

    I have to run.

    epik till the death of me; 2:01 PM


    Sunday, October 19, 2008

    Don't you just hate it when someone talks to you on msn and can remember your age, country, what you like and your previous conversations and you just can't remember who she is even though she sounds like the both of you are best friends? Yeah, happens to me a lot. I mix up all the fangirls.

    Random fact, I'm reading about extremely good Superjunior smut and my parents on the computer beside me. Yay. It makes the fic all the better XD

    epik till the death of me; 9:18 PM


    Saturday, October 18, 2008

    Random thought: Listening to a Seotaiji album is kinda like listening to hard rock... chipmunked.

    Another random thought: If Wrong Number was made into a caller ringtone (the ringtones the caller hears instead of the dialtone), the receiver wouldn't get many calls. The chorus goes...

    You've got the wrong number
    You've got the wrong number
    So don't call me no more.

    XD

    epik till the death of me; 10:08 PM



    Its over. i should have all the time in the world now.

    Colourful sensibilty makes it feel like little boys playing dress up for halloween. how adorable. jaejin~

    I like M Rizing, especially the 80s show type songs. How refreshing.

    The sleepless nights due to insomia and the responsibility of preparing a farewell present for a friend all piled onto me made me irritable and moody. I haven't slept more than 4 hours a day for weeks. Add the stupid goverment exam to it and you get one emotionally unstable girl. While the rest were studying hard, I was stressing about making a great gift for the friend that I've known the longest among my group. And the other friends weren't even doing their part. I had to do almost everything by myself. In the end, I didn't get one of the girl's card so I couldn't make the present and I had to mail it to her. I feel like exploding. Its like they don't even care.

    Hi friend. You may be reading this. Don't get offended. Like I said, I'm emotionally unstable.

    epik till the death of me; 8:47 PM


    Wednesday, October 15, 2008

    Its the middle of my PMR, but what the heck.
    First off, Happy birthday my favourite fishie.

    They told us that this exam was the moment we spent the past three years preparing for. Everyone around me was stressing out and having actual panic attacks. Me on the other hand, was busy being updated on the kpop scene. I was still watching YAMD, Music Bank, Star Golden Bell and a few other shows I normally watch, including the ones without subs like the shows on Happy Sunday. I was watching a dating show the day before the exam begun.

    My logic:
    No subs?
    Yeah., but I understand half of it.
    Tiffany and Park JungAh present?
    They annoy me. So what?
    They get paired with hot guys like Tim, Shin Dongwook, Minwoo.
    Yeah, but hell, watch it for the guys if not for the girls.
    Minwoo kissed a girl. On the lips.
    Yes. I died a million times inside everytime he touched her.
    and you're still watching the show?
    sure, why not :D

    I also got addicted to Hot Potato (KIM C!) and BEG's ojeoda. Without trying to, the lyrics embedded themselves in my mind, taking up valuable memory space. The possible Singapore Kpop fest got me excited and distracted me for a few days. 2PM attracted me too much and I spent time memorizing their names and faces. I also wrote a bunch of fanfics because apparently my creative juices only flow when they shouldn't.

    No one bursts into giggles while taking the hardest Science paper she's ever taken, especially when the students around her look like they're about to cry. Its not normal, I say. I was also particularly happy today during my two most hated subjects, Math and History, because it fell on Donghae's birthday. No wonder it was so amazingly easy. i had someone's luck rubbing off on me XD

    oops, back to the books. also, YAMD starts in a bout 10 minutes

    epik till the death of me; 7:01 PM


    Friday, October 03, 2008

    FIrst of all, WTF is wrong with Kangin and Shindong. Tattoos are nice, on hiphoppers and rebels. NOT on boyband members. ALso, less is more. If Tablo got a tattoo -a tiny one, an artistic one- I'll love it.

    Secondly, the clips from the Suju DVD are out, and damn, DONGHAE.
    I'm buying the DVD. I can't help it.


    epik till the death of me; 9:01 PM



    She's leaving! My friend is really leaving! I didn't think it'll be so soon! I knew she was going to Australia, but hell, TWO WEEKS LATER?
    And she didn't tell me earlier so I could prepare myself for it!
    She was my closest friend a while back but different classes made it hard for us to meet and it pulled us apart.
    But damn, I may never see her again.

    Funny how fate works. I would like to go to a foreign country and attend an international school. It's a dream I've been playing with for years. I love the idea of going to a school with kids from a wide array of countries. Think of how many languages I can learn!
    She, on the other hand, hates the idea of leaving this country. She wants to stay here.
    In the end, she's going; I'm not.

    My father did ask though, if he worked in Vietnam, would we follow?
    Beijing, yes; Vietnam, I'm sorry.

    epik till the death of me; 8:33 PM