Every little...

… earthquake
Every little heartbreak
Going unheard
Every little land slide
Catch it in my hand
I wont say a word
Every time you hurt me
I know that’s it’s working
Making you mine
Every clap of thunder
Only makes me stronger
On the inside

happy happy birthday to the most awesomest dorkiest bimbo-iest doofus-iest tallented teeth-iest rockstarest person on earth.

Happy Birthday Belinda!!

wendywong:

sullylove:

copulatedkiss:

graciegirl27:staree:youaremydestiny: a-silent-yell: queenofpromises: iniminiminimo: dardanels18: ysabelxoxo: (via noelletty)

LALALOOOOOVEEEE PHOTOGRAPHY <3

mmhmm. holla!

remember this?

belle belle belinda
shar-lyn!!
eeellleee- reena
sun sun sunny cheong
wendy wong wendy wong uhhh..

singing our song. all day long.. in Aaalll Saaiinnttss. :)

IN SA NE

I tried studying history today.

My neighbor was kind enough to borrow me her history books! :D
Which is awesome.

but. what went through my brain? zip, nil, zero, nada. it’s like my brain has a built in firewall and repels History and chemistry. dang, you see that, I guess I really am a robot.

I’ll try again tomorrow when I have enough sleep. and less drama.

Among other things;

…

…

well, there isnt other things.

. oh yeah, i had a terribly terrible, and not to mention weird, nightmare the other night. and I can’t get it out of my head. :( I was in a spirit filled slaughter flying house and I was a flying invinsible ghoul who is supposed to free the spirits and kill off the ugly parent/slaughterer by pushing him/her/thing off the flying house and save the main little child who was trapped in a picture frame. oh yeah, did I mention.. it was FREAKY!

stupid nightmare. it started off so nice! i was given candy, i had my bffs, i could fly! then the stupid nightmare had to begin. dammit imagination! really freaky. i saw kids being slaughtered and tortured by their medieval timed parents. and I saw it all in my own mind. i wonder where all this image originated from.

INSANE. you know what’s the best part about all of it. it’s not that i’m flying, or that no one can see me, is that, at the end, where spirits are free and I am safe, and the evil is gone.. There was a huge party. and korean boybands were there. yes, they even appear in my nightmares! all in the flying-in-the-sky city/house/whatever of my imagination.

imagination.

EE MEH JI NA EE SYEON.

big X small o Double XX Big O.

._. oh my. I’ve discovered more smilies. q:

wanxville:

fuckyeahhappy:

i love this movie!

so do I!

it's time for..

an actual post. :O

so the other day I finally went back to school. had to, cause of those darn textbooks. going to school was like.. :O i didnt sleep, cause i know that if I slept, i would most probably wont wake up. so I spend an all nighter trying to study and learn origami.

everybody was like *EYES WIDE OPEN* when they saw me. they were all “ELLE KA NI?; Eh, Elle datang?”

like they have never seen me before.

so I came late, had to pick up rubbish. and my seat in class was in an isolated spot. sedih nih.

and WB and I was on a talking spree. talk talk nonstop. super hyper. then the class sang happy birthday to those who were born in Nov & Dec.

i’m thinking of.. recreating myself. (or should i say reprogramming)
i am a robot after all remember.

jaglever:

LOOKBOOK.nu: i want to give you what you give to me.

lookbookdotnu:

So we re bound to linger on

&hearts;