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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

I bet you don't know me
Cassie Audrey FIFTEEN. TAKEN, 030211. 130297.


LJ is everything to me. I like novels & the colour blue. I give (o) fucks to haters. I always get inspired by passionate people doing what they fancy about. I like to say what's on my mind, whether it bothers people or not.
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Saturday, February 25, 2012
I need some rest

It's been 6 days, hmm? How are you readers? I missed blogging. Since I have some time to waste now, I decided to blog. 

The past few days has been, awkward. Too awkward that I can't taste the food when I'm eating. Anyway, let's start on Wednesday. In the morning, I thought it would be a great day. But it turned out the opposite way. Umm, while I was in my school bus, the first day in those two months I've been following that bus, the bus driver finally have the sense to tune the radio to Hitz.fm. All these while, she tortured my ears by letting us listen to songs I can't even...sigh. Right after that, I thought it would get better.. Guess what? It got worst. The bus had to go into a puddle and stuck there like forever. Then again, at least we don't have to listen to something crappy the whole time. It was actually funny. 

Hmm, during school, I got into a fight with LJ. Early in the fucking morning. It hurt me so badly but I can't do anything but to hold my tears in and pujuk her. I realize I've said some stupid things to her. But she can't make me feel even worse. If only I can tell her how I felt when I saw her looking at her ex the way she used to look at me, if I can tell her that I saw 'that girl' hold her hand again when I already told her not to. Last year, they hold hands infront of me, this year, the same thing happened. Don't she think that it will fucking affect my feelings? My heart drops when she doesn't care. She doesn't care most of the time. But I'm still holding on because I care. Because this relationship means so much to me. She's just different now... When she treats me like a princess, I thought I was the only one being treated like that. But it goes the same to most of the girls. :(

My heart needs all the rest it could get from all this crap. I don't know how much more pain it can hold. I just need time...

Hm, I'm going for the Seminar Score A today. And Neila would be there! Hope to see her later. I better go now and get ready because UMS is like 16725371098152 kilometers far from my house. Bye!
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you ought to stay