buildings with a hundred floors, spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.
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breakaway
a short profile perhaps ?
a music player or hit counter ?
Should I?
Sunday, December 12, 2010 // 3:43 PM
I'm still considering whether I should delete this blog. It's funny how I got so angry with one effing guy for breaking my heart. It's hilarious. I can't stop laughing whenever I read my old posts from this year. It's like... Okay, I didn't know I'm such an idiot.
Yes, I wanna delete it because I don't wanna remember how retarded and childish I've been. All those silly things make me feel even more stupid than I already am. And... It's really tedious having to sit down and think of something to post using good english and things like that. I don't like short posts. That's one reason why I love tumblr so freaking much. I just have to sit there, in front of the computer and stone. Click reblog when I see some cool, lovely, cute quotes, photos and typographies. I'm more and more anti-social. Sooo, it means that everything private won't go on the net. It'll be safely kept in my diary. I haven't finish the last one. It's kinda pathetic. I should've finished all the pages this year. I'm not even at half. Almost, but not yet. It's lovely though, my diary. Full of colours. Maybe I just am a little too crazy about the black paper inside. -.- Anyways, I shall be a little bit more camwhore-ish. I think wordy posts are really boring. And I don't like uploading to tumblr at all, so I'll porrly post photos here. I don't have beaucoup bucks to spend on printing photos, pasting them in my diary. I'll photo spam here IF I have the time. LOL. I don't thing I'll have that much time on the net next year. I've to study, there'll be loads of homework to be done and band practice till after indoor SYF. Ahwell, I DO want to do well. Too bad. Maybe, there'll be higher chances if my laptop arrives next year. After May, fastest. ARGGH. =) I hope this blog will not dissipate so soon.
Love,
Mels.
Should I?
Sunday, December 12, 2010 // 3:43 PM
I'm still considering whether I should delete this blog. It's funny how I got so angry with one effing guy for breaking my heart. It's hilarious. I can't stop laughing whenever I read my old posts from this year. It's like... Okay, I didn't know I'm such an idiot.
Yes, I wanna delete it because I don't wanna remember how retarded and childish I've been. All those silly things make me feel even more stupid than I already am. And... It's really tedious having to sit down and think of something to post using good english and things like that. I don't like short posts. That's one reason why I love tumblr so freaking much. I just have to sit there, in front of the computer and stone. Click reblog when I see some cool, lovely, cute quotes, photos and typographies. I'm more and more anti-social. Sooo, it means that everything private won't go on the net. It'll be safely kept in my diary. I haven't finish the last one. It's kinda pathetic. I should've finished all the pages this year. I'm not even at half. Almost, but not yet. It's lovely though, my diary. Full of colours. Maybe I just am a little too crazy about the black paper inside. -.- Anyways, I shall be a little bit more camwhore-ish. I think wordy posts are really boring. And I don't like uploading to tumblr at all, so I'll porrly post photos here. I don't have beaucoup bucks to spend on printing photos, pasting them in my diary. I'll photo spam here IF I have the time. LOL. I don't thing I'll have that much time on the net next year. I've to study, there'll be loads of homework to be done and band practice till after indoor SYF. Ahwell, I DO want to do well. Too bad. Maybe, there'll be higher chances if my laptop arrives next year. After May, fastest. ARGGH. =) I hope this blog will not dissipate so soon.
Love,
Mels.
grew up in a small town,
and when the rain would fall down. i'd just stare out my window.
Hi, my name is MELISSALOKQIANHUI.
I’m currently in BOWEN secondary school, in an awesome class 3e2/4e2
I’m a part of the Bowen Military Band
That’s all you need to know, really.
dreaming of what could be,
and if i'll end up happy, i will pray.
wanna feel the warm breeze,
sleep under a palm tree, feel the rush of the ocean.
