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♥ Melvin's philosophy.


♥ Introduction

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Melvin Lauren Tay AKA MR. Han Zhi.
Full time NS.
Favourite date, 150390
Rude & Arrogant.
ImMelvinTBH@hotmail.com(Facebook only)


♥ Links

Stella.
Marilyn.
Jerline. COUSIN ♥
Denise. COUSIN ♥
Anison. COUSIN♥
xHuaHuax.
Adeline.
Faith.
Stephanie.
Shawn.
Jeralyn.
Marilyn.
Leslie.
YukiminO.
Diana.
Wulei.
Xuan.
Mayi.
Jasmine.



♥ Desires.

Clothings.
Driving License.
Cash?
MORE HAN ZHI PLEASE

♥ When I was small and Christmas trees were tall.

January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
September 2008
October 2008
April 2009
May 2009


♥ Melody.


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♥ Friday, May 9, 2008

Though it seems so real, it only happened when my eyes was shut.
It's always being my fantasy living in a perfect world.

& its really that perfect,
sometimes, the brain really do wonders.

At a point of time, you could remember every single thing
being done at that particular moment, & at the very next,
when all eyes are opened, it just washes every thoughts of it.

History repeats itself inside dreamland, for that's all I could remember.
But just mending those mistakes everytime it 'repeat' itself.
Those times upon repeated, was tragic.

Living in a world with just you & me.
Spending those times together for just a short period of time
is very pleasing.

But somehow, the face wasn't clear. Curious, yet frustrated.
scratching heads just to find who was she..
Its always the opposite of dreams & reality, still, its nice.
Though I don't have much hope in it. It's just my fantasy.

....

They asked, what had became of me.
Question running through was always the same.
' I don't know? '

Seeing a different person surprised people around,
especially those whom you are close with.
Though its barely a slight change, to others,
its an unexpected personality management.

Talking & asking about what will become of you
upon sticking to her/him after a period of time.

Does everyone's background matter that much
to someone?

Nobody wanna know you past. It's like they said, past.
Unless those bastards just won't change.
Skipping those ridiculous question will be handful.
Dwell on the past are for the weak,
Look towards the future are for those who can live to forgive & forget.

....

I dwell on my past very much. x(
But not over girls that's for sure.
When I saw my cousin stepping into my house,
I reminisce on the past, being with him & those friends
was great.
Just too bad they went back to their hometown.
We separated then. 2 years.
How time flies.

School is currently my only entertainment now.
Other then that, I got nowhere to go, yet
I don't understand why are those fucked up letters coming in
now & then. Thoughts of quitting school..
Exhausted, irritated, frustrated with those argument between
family & myself.

Cousin's just don't feel the same anymore.
Maybe it's because of the relationship all of them are involve.
Tsk tsk, can't be helped.

Girlfriends/Boyfriends are more important to them.
Sometimes I browse through my phones, just looking
for that one person, who can kill time with me.
& as it is being done, those whom I wish to dial.
Just isn't there no more.

Making calls for a last minute outing those days
were as simple as it could be.
Things changed, making calls nowadays.
It just won't get through no more.

Turn back time.. Seriously, just turn back time..
I'm missing my clique very very much.
Give them back to me! Somebody!

I'm on a shopping spree whereby clothing's bought
are just rotting in my cardboard.


I AM MR. HAN ZHI :D



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