Saturday, September 29, 2007
11:52 PM
my name is cassandra
i would say i'm a fairly serious person
i hardly joke
i'm at a point of my life where i'm anti-guys
you may ask:
why am i always free for some people
and never be able to make time for others
forcing me to squeeze out brain juices for the millionth reason to turn you down
ther's only one thing:i'm not interested
so stop forcing me ok.
into smth that i wouldnt be happy
stop asking me to change dp on msn
cos i just did that
and end up having some bloody f asking me to send him porn pics of myself
hmmm. should i say 'thanks'?
stop expecting so much from me
that i'm nt sposed to club.
that i'm sposed to have: long n curly hair?
short n bob?
on how to you i shouldnt be wearing shorts n slips to work.
cos, it doesnt suit the raffles atmosphere?
on how i shouldnt look the way i was in pri5?
and that i was ugly?
its not like i did some plastic surgery on myself ok
on how i should prolly handwrite some f dumb letter to say 'i like you'
when you know i jolly well dont
and trying to cheer you up with that msg for spilling coffee on a cust's bag
which ended me up getting ridiculed in starbucks
though i knew you didnt mean to
blame me for being foolish
i started a joke that started the whole world laughing
but the joke was on me
and suddenly buggin me to have dinner with you
cos u'r enrolling into ns like soon
and you'r uber despo tt you dont wna be single when u enter ns
and hope you could hook up with me in the fastest possible time
try making me trust the opposite sex again
i started crying which started the whole world laughing
if i'd only seen that the joke was on me
its the feelin wher i wana pull out my hair n disfigure myself
its what i call:
mild depression
pls welcome me into the club bgl
CAT: come back real soon
you promised to booze with me the whole night long
for the first time,
i'm not apologising for expressing my feelings out loud
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