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zup guys!?? welcome to my blogsite. everything here is 100% all bout me. (^__^) my family and friends call me Mae~an (Meh~ahn). am officially 21 years old. i'm an Economics Major graduate at Ateneo De Davao University aka ADDU

"Extremes Gal"./ Blue Fanatic./ drummer by day; singer by night./ Homebody but when I'm out of the house...i enjoy partying./ Snob (daw)!??! on the outside but a total DORK on the inside. wahehe./ Childish./ Internet addict./ Chinovela & Koreanovela addict./ Lazy texter...Avid caller./ Couch potato./ A complete stalker..wahehe./ Disc Addict./ Wannabe Surfer, Photographer, Sky-Diver & Drag Racer./ Bloggerk./ Sun-hater./ techie tripper./ born techie aka computer geek!??./ travel bug./

i'm born and raised in Davao City...proud to be a dabawenya although im actually stoopid in speaking bisaya. wahehe. residing right now in davao but i love to travel esp abroad. and i still have a long list of countries i wanna visit.

Countries i've visited:
* united states (3x)
* canada
* hong kong
* china

Countries i'm planning to invade:
* korea
* japan
* singapore
* thailand
* indonesia
* malaysia
* australia
* and countries in europe.


piCtuRes of MeH



mUs!c CenTraL

+ {pieces of me} .{ashlee simpson} +

On a Monday, I am waiting
Tuesday, I am fading
And by Wednesday, I can't sleep
Then the phone rings, I hear you
And the darkness is a clear view
Cuz you've come to rescue me

Fall... With you, I fall so fast
I can hardly catch my breath, I hope it lasts

Ohhhhh
It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhhh
It's as if you've known me better than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me

I am moody, messy
I get restless, and it's senseless
How you never seem to care

Fall... Sometimes I fall so fast
Well, I hit that bottom
Crash, you're all I have

Ohhhhh
It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhhh
It's as if you known me better than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me

How do you know everything I'm about to say?
Am I that obvious?
And if it's written on my face...
I hope it never goes away... yeah

On a Monday, I am waiting
And by Tuesday, I am fading into your arms...
So I can breathe

Ohhhhh
It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhhh
It's as if you've know me better than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
Ohhhhh
I love how you can tell
Ohhhhh
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me...

** A song that I can relate to. (^___^) **

pUt iN miNd


"Find a guy that calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, wait for the one who is constantly reminding you how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says..."that's her."


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Email:
romillie@yahoo.com
romillie@gmail.com

YM id:
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Thursday, October 18, 2007
Behind the Smile

    I feel I am numb right now. A couple of hours ago, I heard my brother screaming inside his room, and I knew right then and there that he had a fight with his girlfriend. I found the irony automatically, we both had problems of our own tonight and it was on the same wavelength. However, I can't help but be envious of him. He's screaming away on the phone while here I am smiling, cleaning my room and feeling really confused. I wish I was in his position at the moment where he knew what he felt and did what he have to do to express it; wish i was like that screaming on the phone, being fuming mad..being the normal ME. Right now, I feel I am not me. And I am hiding right now behind a smile. 

* M@3~ερ posted @ 11:17 pm |






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