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		<title>Going off on a tangent</title>
		<description><![CDATA[i hate moments where you erratically have bouts of moments where you don&#8217;t know what to do, and you find your self pacing and getting up, sitting down, and always, always, never cease to open the fridge to see if something had magically popped up.]]></description>
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		<title>Final examinations again</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This time feels different than any other time, for once, I&#8217;m not stressed out about finals coming up. I&#8217;ve been studying way beforehand and progressing at a remarkable pace with my new found technique called concept mapping. Although it may not work for others, it works like magic for me; everything seems to seep into [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://melissa.triadyears.net/?p=115</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m le tired</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ahhhh&#8230; I&#8217;m so tired these days. I&#8217;ve been skipping gym and haven&#8217;t been conscientious about what I eat so I gained 1 kg, and I&#8217;m not happy about it. So I&#8217;ve decided to go on a month diet, which I&#8217;ve never done before, actually go on a diet, but I&#8217;m going to do so now [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://melissa.triadyears.net/?p=113</link>
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		<title>Friends in time</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Many people walk in and out of your life, but it&#8217;s those who stuck that were truly always there to begin with. It&#8217;s like an airplane ride, where your sitting side by side, on a long haul flight into your future. Both of you are sitting beside each other, chatting and doing all which you [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://melissa.triadyears.net/?p=111</link>
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		<title>things to do during break</title>
		<description><![CDATA[read more draw more sketch more write more sleep more cardio more relax more do less, which is more]]></description>
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		<title>I don&#8217;t wanna say anything</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Everything is just pissing me off at this moment, nothing could be more wrong&#8230; And even though I just finished all my exams, and I should be feeling great, I don&#8217;t. I feel like ripping everything into shreds. Eff you! Affing chemical imbalances &#8230; stop screwing around with my head.]]></description>
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		<title>Wired on Coffee</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is like a new sort of high, a high on caffeine, and it feels superb. This high is only plausible with the accompaniment of some Benassi Bro, Tiesto, Paul Van Dyke, Above and Beyond, and any other trance, electronic, house- like music. My brains working on overdrive, and I can&#8217;t stop bopping my head [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://melissa.triadyears.net/?p=105</link>
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		<title>Things to do..</title>
		<description><![CDATA[1. Study, study, and do more studying 2. Get school medication form, then go get medical check-up 3. Rent out the apartment 4. Clean out clothing, and give away those I don&#8217;t wear 5. Get headband and waistbelt 6. Go Prangin mall shopping with girlies 7. Do something about the Bali Air Asia ticket.. decide [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://melissa.triadyears.net/?p=103</link>
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		<title>Detachment</title>
		<description><![CDATA[She was driving along a familiar road, the one she takes every morning, the one which consistently produces the same ambiguous feeling of unawareness. The gray concrete and yellow lines started to blend together, stretch far away, and escaped any sense of depth. It turned into nothing. It was no longer a path, or a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://melissa.triadyears.net/?p=101</link>
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		<title>Another way to change the world</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As most people know: my all so very cliche dream is to change the world, a person at a time. I intend to do so by being a teacher with a background in psychology. What a better way to influence the lives of the young, and hopefully make a lasting impact that will encourage their [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://melissa.triadyears.net/?p=98</link>
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