<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/17103801?origin\x3dhttp://justabeautifulaccident.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=6608540106605788490&blogName=nonsensenic&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=SILVER&layoutType=CLASSIC&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fnonsensenic.blogspot.com%2F&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Fnonsensenic.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" height="30px" width="100%" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="navbar-iframe" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div> <iframe src="http://www2.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=13947687&blogName=Michh&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=BLUE&layoutType=CLASSIC&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fpaper-orangehearts.blogspot.com%2F&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Fpaper-orangehearts.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" height="30px" width="100%" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="navbar-iframe" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div>

Reality
born serene oh but not old.
nicknamed the old one now.
i stress, i am not old.
i would prefer to be called, mature.

It's not a dream if it came true,
but we exist to dream.
Make a wish,
I'm your faithful genie that doesn't have much patience :)


Playback
September 2003 October 2003 November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 September 2004 October 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007

Speak


Finale
Designer: lovebites
Image: monatheydidnt
Image Host: Tinypic
Image done in Photoshop CS2
Tuesday, October 04, 2005 ♥3:01 PM

about 3 years ago, i thought you were cool. i thought you rocked my world. and wasn't i foolish then? to be fooled by you, but i did not contain any hard feelings for you, because i am the foolish one. it had nothing to do with you.

and for a long long time, we did not manage to bump into each other despite living in the same neighbourhood. on teachers' day eve last year, we finally managed to bump into each other at macs. you were with her and me with song. haha. you even thought we were together. what a joke. you looked happy then. very happy with her. later, i found out that you guys have been together for a long time, about 3 years if i didn't remember wrongly. however, not long after bumping into each other, you broke up. i guess, you must have been desvastated. didn't manage to see you again after that. actually, i have clean forgotten about you.

today, 1 year 1 month and 5 days later, we met at macs again. this time, you looked stressed. maybe because o's round the corner but, you grew a lot plumper. did you binge to get over your heartache? i don't and will never know. the atmosphere was awkward. at least i felt so. managed a smile and walked to the other end of macs to get a seat. don't know why i did that. should have sat near you. at least. why did i try avoiding you? i have no idea. when i went to get my food, the seat was empty but your belongings were still there. tried looking around and saw you. i saw you outside macs, sitting on the stone chair, smoking. why? what happened? you have always been a good boy. why? i mean, of course you are not the only one who smoke amongst my friends but, why you? why you of all people? was it meant to heal the heartache too? was it?

before you left, you walked past me. we only managed to smile. no words exchanged. now, i'm regretting it. should have talked to you. should have shown you some concern. should have. urgh. think i will leave yu a message in friendster later, if i can muster enough courage. i am a coward, a loser.

[does the willingness to stay by your side and protect you represents that i have fallen in love with you?]

friends, fight on!! don't have any more regrets in life. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!