<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/36356582?origin\x3dhttp://freaky-eddie.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Sunday, June 10, 2007

once, the three of us were such good friends but one wrong move, one misunderstanding and failure to communicate mess it up...i know i sld take much of the responsibility for tis whole screwed up mess but i found tat there was nth much tat i could do except living in regret...so i lived with tis much of regret in me and tried to move on forward...i tot i was the one who had really changed for the better between the three of us...but now den i realised tat i was actually the only one who was nv able to pull myself up again and move on...u guys have managed to get back to your senses and move on, while i am stilling living in my own imaginative dimension...a world far apart from reality...i feel so worthless...i made a real mess of my own life and now i cant retrieve those moment we had tgt and the memories we shared...its all too late...


notes of a tragedy
8:42 AM