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"..a happily ever after below the waist."
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.

“..I’m an addict for dramatics; I confuse the two for love.” –Taking Back Sunday

I'm Chelsea Beckett & Joseph Mark Trohman is my hero.
Cheers.

I’m every cliché but I simply do it best.




WHERE YOU WANT TO BE.

To the emergency exit door, no.


al/alister; the resident couch potato.
Anderson D./Andy
arvy.
audreyyyy.
bamba.
The BarBars.
bets/betina.
bianca.
brittany & casey.
cheenyka.
chi; simply indescribable.
christina marie.
dindin, dingdong.
disconinjas.
ells; the Fall Out Boy chic.
hannah c.
hudaaaaa.
ice.
ickbal.
iman.
izaq.
jammie.
jana.
jemuel.
joakk/joey/quack.
jolin.
joel
jovan.
justin.
kathrine.
katkat/kathrina.
kathleen.
kevin
kim.
kriztine abigail.
krizteena.
leiz; still the blabla.
manuel.
margaret.
maria natacia.
marlieeee/marla.
melanie a.
Mary Jayy/Mary Jane/Mary Joyce.
millah.
mizwarr.
monica/monix.
mumz.
mykaa.
nabs/bilay.
naqieyahh; pronounced na-KEE-yah.
Neesah aka Victoria.
Nicholle Zoe.
nikita.
nikki.
nina.
paths; the photographer.
pinkyy.
rcheller; the Manhattanite.
rhona.
ria.
relzz.
rielle/jan.
rosemary.
rubianca.
sarrrr.
seebs.
sim.
syiqah.
shanny!
steessh; the LOUD.
tashaa/nats; for cookies click here.
tiaraaa.
timmy.
umi; the taller one.
ummi syahirah.
wryck.
viel.
yerraaa.
yvonne&rora.
yzma/amelia/ismey
zim.
zim & friends.
zul.




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Friday, August 29, 2008
I'm Taken Back To The Glory Days 4:52 PM

I’M TAKEN BACK TO THE GLORY DAYS
When we were kids without a brash of bitter things to say.


“..My eyes can’t believe what they have seen. In the corner of your room, you’ve stockpiled millions of my memories. So take a chance and make it big cause it’s the last you’ll ever get. If we don’t take it, when will we make it? I never tried to make the best of my time when I thought that I had plenty of it.”
The Phrase That Pays


Honestly, I do. I miss those people who’ve left for someplace beyond this place. Not in a dying kind of way, I mean leaving, as in going somewhere else leaving us here. I’m not saying we’re rotting with misery here, we’re not. Honestly, we aren’t. At least, I’m not. I just miss them, that’s all.

I miss Rona, whom I have not seen in about a couple of months since we watched Hancock. Man. I wonder what she’s been up to lately. She never reads my blog, rarely, if ever at all but in case you are, I miss you dude, let’s catch a movie again after my mocks yeah? Potter’s been moved to next year, bummer dude. It’s cool though, and anyway, I seriously wanna watch Wall-E and like, Zohan. I’ll see you soon yeah.

And there’s Elaine. She played her part in the glory days. Yep, we had so much fun together last year. Irretrievable and irreplaceable memories, she was very much loved. And now she’s gone, off to study elsewhere. Loads of memories, piled up in the back of my head with the gang. She was incredibly hyper and fun and everything and...it’s not the same you know. Dude, we miss you. We do, we do. Belated happy birthday yeah?

And Ella. I mean, she’s in a different school now with a whole new set of buddies. I know she’s having the time of her life at St George’s. Hey Ells, I know you’re reading this, just wanted to say we miss you and it’s not the same with the shorty here by our side, constantly snapping photographs with her phone.

Speaking of shorties and little people, I miss Chi too. Another bestfriend gone. Chi and I had our rough times, we used to insult each other a LOT, believe me, we got nasty, but still. He was a real good guy, in and out. I guess we just had so much fun pissing each other off we didn’t really see the other side of fun in playing it cool. He left early this summer without warning. It was so sudden; I didn’t even know he was leaving. Gosh. He was an irreplaceable dude. We miss ya Chi. Hope all’s well out there (:

And then there’s Paths, California bound. I mean, we weren’t that close, semi-close more like, I think there was this one point in time where we considered each other as best buddies. But anyway, through her blog, I learned loads more about her and she is an awesome person, and I wonder why we’ve never really hung out. I mean we see each other every day back then but we didn’t really do much together. How I regret. Well she’s gone and that’s that. At least there’s the Internet right? Like everyone else here Paths, I miss you. I’m pretty sure that everything’s going great there at San Jose.

There’s also Camille. I’ve known her since, like, the 2nd grade, but we were never close. But she was someone who was there all the time. But she never really considered me a close mate and neither did I and now she’s gone too. I miss her presence. If you know what I mean, she used to always be there, no more now.

And you know, Eddie’s leaving. That’s just...uuurgh. Eddie, one of the awesomest people I know, is leaving next year. For some other school (can’t blame him though). Man.

People I’m not that close too are leaving too. There’s Melissa, who left for college I think, she is freaking talented, a singer/song writer, I didn’t even get a chance to really hang out, and Arif this senior dude I just recently met. He was so cool, it was fun hanging out with him and now he’s gone, I didn’t even know. I was just like,


“Hey, where’s that Arif dude, haven’t seen him in a while.”
“Oh, he left for technical college.”
“WHAT?”


The term wasn’t even over yet. Goodness.

I suppose everyone WILL leave and the only way to escape it is to leave yourself. Just go then. There’s isn’t much to do but get over it and move yourself.

So many close and somewhat close people gone and going in less than just nine months. I guess there’s nothing really we can do but make the most of who and what we’ve got left because they could leave, anytime, and without warning just like Chi and Ells. They just leave, don’t they? They rarely ever turn back and find our paths crossed.

One by one the bestfriends leave. Please, please don’t tell me Aikks is leaving next, I do not know how I can cope with that. Haz is leaving for college and so is Kevin. So there really is a downside to having friends in different grades. They just graduate and leave huh?

And when we, I graduate, I suppose we’d all have to split up at the crossroads. Not knowing if ever again we’d see each other. Would we even remember? I had so many memories from kindergarten, so many friends, but I can’t even remember half of them. Is that the same then, later? We’d store the memories, locked up in our heads, to forget the friends we swore we won’t?

So as the days turn to weeks turn to months turn to years, the faces that used to be beside you, promising not to let go, not to forget, start to walk away and be replaced by the mere photographs you hold in your hands. I guess that’s just how it goes.

And we move along.

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HISTORY

January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
March 2010
November 2010

YESTERDAY.
-Please, Never Forget To Reply Us, It's All Right I...
-Ambition #04
-Almost.
-It's Been A Week Or So And Wouldn't You Know It.
-Miserable And Stunning
-Let's Head For The Hills.
-It's Coming Up. It's Exams.
-It's "Dumping People Into Trash Cans" Day
-I Tried To Be Like Grace Kelly, But All Her Looks ...
-Between Hours of 10 & 01.