Today was very unexpected. Just in the morning, Roshinni couldn't stop talking about how nice this guy she just got to know, Satpreet, was. And how he was advicing her not to try drugs, And how he was her pet brother. She literally couldn't stop. Until after recess when the news reached school...
Satpreet passed away in a hit and run accident this morning at about 6 A.M on his way to Nilai. Some thought he was speeding, and some say he was drunk. But who'd know?
Yes, There were tears. There was... laughter, Unintentionally. Some people thought it was a joke, Since the first of April's tomorrow. I couldnt blame them, Even I didnt believe it at first. A part of me still doesn't believe it, Cause it's too... Random to be true to be exact. Among all the people in this cruel world, Why'd it have to be him? He was only 19. But though he died in a young age, I'm sure he wouldn't have regretted. There's nothing he hasnt done! And at that moment, It hit me!
What if we all knew when we were going to die? How could we enjoy every second knowing all the good things we had now was going to come to an end? We might dream of what we were to become in the future, The life we'd wanna live, Not knowing we're gonna fall asleep tonight and not wake up tomorrow. Or some of us may live like we're gonna die tomorrow, Not knowing we have a whole life ahead of us. I dont wanna know when I'm suppose to die. But I dont want a long life. I couldnt live with the pain of watching the people around me die. I'd wanna go first if I had a choice. I dont think it'll matter much cause sometimes I feel like I'm being taken for granted. Not many people notice my presence. When I start to talk, They tell me to shut up. When I come around, They walk away. My own father hasn't said a word to me in so many months. My brothers curse me to hell. Everyone only sees the horrid side of me. I wanna see their expressions when my death is announced. I might probably be forgotten by the second week, Or month, But its just the moment, When it's stricked everybody. I'm gone.
Rest in peace, Satpreet.
I was calm. From the very second my mom told me about it. I tried my best to avoid the thought of the medieval torture weapon modern doctors call, Needles. But I totally lost it. The second the doctor said "Ok, It's gonna hurt! >:) "
Holy Motherfuck!
"So, Go lie down on the bed."
"Uh, Ok, Which side?"
"Any side you want"
"How're you gonna jab my hand if I'm lying down?"
"I'm not jabbing your hand, I'm jabbing your butt"
"OH SHIT! MY BUTT!?!?!?!'
"Ok, Just lie down"
"OK, No, no, wait, just let me relax first. Ugh. Ok, NO WAIT! I DONT WANNA TAKE IT, I'VE CHANGED MY MIND!'
"Ok, just sit down"
"Goddamnit! GARJANKUNRLGNLURG!"
* calls bitchy nurse in to hold me down*
"Damnit! Get off me!'
"JUST LIE DOWN!"
*mom grabs me and pins me down* *I bit her hand*
*doctor jabs the living shit out of me* *I didnt feel it by the way but I liked the feeling of overreacting*
"So did it hurt?"
'OH, OH HEEEWWWWWLLL YEAS!' (nah, not really :P)
I couldnt stand up straight for like a few seconds and now its like something's killing the living tissues in what's left of my battered muscles. lol. shut up cassie.
Whoa
Brandon Boyd drew every animation in this video.
I showed my mom one of my latest songs. And the first thing she said to me was "Why are all your songs about misery and false hope?"
It got me thinking. Why am I so miserable? I'm only 15. If you asked me what my problem was, I'd say I dont know. Cause honestly, I really dont. I dont have... A real problem. Everything I think about is fictional. I dream big but I'm either too lazy or too afraid to achieve it. There are some parts of me that I've never dared express cause it's too insane. I was never good at expressing emotions anyway. But why do I write about misery and false hope all the time? It's not cause I'm 'emo'. Honestly, I'm not emotional at all. It's cause I only write when I'm feeling depressed and apathetic. But it's not me that's miserable. It's the world.
Agree?
The millionth minute had come to pass and already we are talking as if it's been forever. There is nothing to be said. Its too late now for apologies but I'd accept it anyway. Tho I haven't gotten any yet. Maybe I'm the one at fault here. But where did I go wrong? Where did I go right? What exactly happened?
I guess I'll never know.
Anyway... It's pretty obvious I changed my blog. Its black now and I changed my header too. I gave up all the 'Cassie Doesnt know" shit. Cause frankly, I dont know what I dont know and it's getting old. I havent changed my link tho cause I couldnt think of anything appropriate just yet. Nevertheless, If anyone has any ideas what so ever, Post it in my NEW cbox and I just might consider it :p
