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Hi, I'm Ella and I love eagles.
Oh, and I'm 19. 24/09/1991.

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Not to say that I'm broken, just a new perspective.
Friday, April 29, 2011

It'll be pretty cliche of me to say that if you really love someone, it has to show.
...Talking to each other the whole day.
...Sending sugar-coated messages to one another every now and then.
...Meeting up every chance possible.
...Checking up just to make sure he/she's thinking of you.
...Asking what he/she's up to, just so that you know more of him/her than anyone.
No, that's not how I look towards relationships anymore.
If you really love someone, you just...have to feel it.

When he starts walking beside you, make sure to chase for his hand.
When he has a performance, be his #1 fan.
When he tells you that he wants to be alone, be patient.
When he says that he's scared and confused, hold his hand tight and never let go.
When he pushes you away, understand that he's not doing it to hurt you.
When he makes mistakes, learn to listen and forgive.
When he's busy, know that you never leave his mind and trust that it's true.
When he's lost faith, stand by his side until he regains himself.
When he's having temper, stfu and kiss him.

That's what love means to me.
And know that I only do it for you.

9:42 PM
im a motherfucking monster
Saturday, April 16, 2011

I did say I was gonna go back to blogging.
But I never said I'll update on a daily basis. =3

But before anything, I have more videos to share.

I suck, but whatever.

I'm actually pretty brain dead right now, so I'll keep this short.
And sweet.
And sugar-coated like a man's word. #hatin'

THURSDAY WAS FRESHMAN ORIENTATION PARTY MOTHERFUCKERS.

Okay, the "motherfuckers" was unnecessary.
I just thought I'll make it sound dope that way.
Cos...you know. I'M DOPE. B]
And as the master of dopeness, I have a few things to teach you un-dope earthlings.
I'll say the word one more time: Dope.

"OMG LET'S JUMP AROUND AND SPLASH OUR SWEAT TO OTHER PEOPLE."
Gay fuckers, you don't jump when you dance.
You motherfucking move your body and swag.

"OMG HOW ABOUT WE HOLD EACH OTHERS SHOULDERS AND MAKE A TRAIN."
Douchebag, if you wanna make a train join a kid's party.
And throw fucking confettis on one another.
Paint each others faces, stick your face to a clean paper and paste it on your wall.
Yeah, that's fun.

Chill pill.

Okaaaaay, but overall I guess it was fun.
I got to see and dance with plenty of my long lost friends.
Freak, Rifat, Syaq, Khairil, Arina, Kitty, Duwi, Danial, and many more. <3
Finally got everyone together. =3

Boyfriend's busy at camp now.
Haven't talk to him since last night. :(
I can't wait to see that goofball next week.
He owes me se---, I mean dinner. <3

Kyle: Khit theung khon maak.
Me: WTF? What does that even mean?
Kyle: Figure it out. Hahaha.
Me: (GOOGLE TRANSLATE) Oh, hahaha. I miss you too. <3
Kyle: I was on the mrt beside someone carrying a translator. And it was on "love". xD
Me: OMG YOU KEPO LITTLE BOY HAHAHA.

Cute? Very. HAHAHAH.

4:49 PM
talk about dead
Wednesday, April 13, 2011

I'm still in shock that I'm back to blogging.
But guess what?
Okay, I don't really have anything for you to guess.
I just like to mess with you.

HAHAHAHA FUCK I AM SO BACK BITCHEZ.

I'm not really the type of person that talks about how my day went with who.
I just like talking about people and how ridiculously important they are in my life.
And how school always finds a way to screw with me.
Speaking of which, next week's officially the first day of my Year 3.
I'm an old hag, I know. D:
In a year, I'll be graduating and taking my degree at NAFA.
But that's all in God's will.

So, first thing's first.


HAHAHA OKAY I SUCK.
Couldn't find my voice in the middle of the performance.
We were suddenly called out infront 30mins before the arranged timing.
So yes, I was kinda caught off-guard.
Like sex without protection.

Condoms are essential.

Okay wtf, this always happens to me.
Sidetracking the conversation into something way beyond random.
Like jello.

I like jello.

YOU SEE.
Fuck, I'm such a douchebaggery little earthling.
But I gotta admit, I missed doing this.
Screwing people's head. Making them laugh over the stupidest things.
Aaah yes, this is the life.

Anyway, shoutout to all the people I love.
Especially to my one and only baby.


8:04 PM