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I like my name... C E L I N E. It is a French name and I absolutely adore French. I plan to join the French club in Poly, and I hope they teach about cooking up French cuisines and diner etiquettes (fat hope) which will bring me one step closer to become a highly sophisticated lady. ZOMG, nope this is NOT bullshit..
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Love CelineFriday, July 17, 2009 | back to top

An Excerpt from Ransom My Heart by Meg Cabot

'Finnula,' he said again, and this time she recognized the need in his voice. it matched the need she felt in her own heart, in the thrum of her own pulsing veins. 'I know I gave you my word I wouldn't touch you, but-'

Finnula wasn't at all certain how what happened next transpired. it seemed as if one minute she was standing looking up at him, wondering if he'd ever stop talking and just do it, for heaven's sake...

... and the next she was in his arms. She didn't know if he'd moved or she had.

But suddenly, her arms were around his neck, drawing his head down towards hers, her fingers tangled in his soft hair, her lips already parted to receive his.

Those strong golden arms, the ones she'd longed to have round her, imprisoned her, clasping her so close to his broad chest, her firm breasts crushing against his chest, she could hardly breathe. Not that she could catch her breathe anyway, since he was kissing her so deeply, so urgently, as if she might at any moment be torn away from him. Accordingly, she lengthened the kiss, conducting a leisurely exploration of those arms she'd so admired. Why, they really were every bit as perfect as she'd imagined.

Abruptly, Hugo lifted his head and looked down at her with eyes that had gone an even deeper green than the emerald around Finnula's neck. She was panting from lack of breathe, her chest rising and falling quickly. She saw the question in his glance and understood it all too well.

'Not now,' she growled, knowing full well why he'd stopped kissing her, and what his questioning look implied. 'God's teeth, man, it's too late -' Whatever Hugo had been planning to say, her impatient cry silenced him upon the subject forever. Tilting her body back in his arms, Hugo rained kisses upon her cheeks and the soft skin beneath her ears, his mouth tracing a fiery path down the column of her throat to the neckline of her gown. Finnula, still anxious for the taste of his lips on hers, drew his head towards hers again, then gasped as his fingers closed over first one firm breast, and then the other.

The sensation of his mouth devouring hers, his hands on her straining breasts, was threatening to overwhelm Finnula. She clung to him, wanting something... she was only just beginning to understand what that something was.

Then, when his knee slipped between her weakening legs, and she felt his hard thigh hit against the place where her legs joined together, the resulting spasm that shot through her was like nothing she'd ever experienced before.

Suddenly, she understood. Everything.
Love CelineSunday, July 5, 2009 | back to top

My mum hoodwinked me into tuition .............
Today I spent 4 hours in tuition. We did 4 questions on kinematics ONLY..I wuz done faster than the rest n checked the answers n got all right...Then the teacher [Bowen's ex-principal] went thru. So it's WASTE OF TIME, SINCE I ALREADY GOT ALL CORRECT!!!!!!!!! Then she got another student to explain it all over again. Which means instead of spending x time doing the q, I am doing 3x times. Great..............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And she cracked some lame jokes..I wonder why the class laughs @ stupid lame jokes...E.g. She talked about the turning point n acted like a lorry turning here n there....Ok. And she made a SUDDEN turn that her spare tires (fats) flobbed...What the hell....What a complete idiot..... Am I suppose to laugh?? So lame...............!!!!! The whole class was laughing...So I had to pretend to laugh..So the people won't think I'm a weirdo n all serious n no-sense-of-humour girl n all. Is this what teachers are suppose to do? Humiliate themselves to make students laugh??? Omg.......Crazi...This is a Mad World...
Love CelineThursday, July 2, 2009 | back to top

My computer is damn slow. I am meditating now for a few minutes so I won't die of frustration.
And I think the medication I hav been takin to cure the stupid red volcanoes aka PIMPLES that erupts from my once smooth face is actually The Pill ....... The one that stops the once-in-a-month-thingy. And I have been vomiting out whatever I ate n I hav been consuming The Pill unknowingly........!!!!!! I think the doctor was too embarassed to tell me that it wuz The Pill cuz it was something to do with the ..............
Yin xuan's opinion is that I'm havin hormonal imbalance .... Yes, I'm havin it over this person
My mum's opinion is that I'm pregnant