name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
real and boring story for my holiday's crap assignment
Yesterday, i have my music theory exam. i walked in and i heard the teacher told me to take a sit. the sofas and tables i used to sat so many time before this exam looked so cold as i felt uncomfortable as i sat down the teacher looked at me. i glanced. i hate the way she saw me. it's looked like she scanned my mind, and i hate it. i hate it when someone judging me up, as i can't say anything yet. i'm not alone. i'm with alia karina, the trustworthy pianist and valentino, the rhodes player. and there's a guy from saxophone class i didn't know. four people. hours passed by,exam finished. at two pm, right after i finished my lunches, my celly rings. it's from mazu. my nephew. i mentioned him so many times in this blog. mazu asked me whether i can picked him up from school. i said yes, then i asked if i could bring karin with me. he agreed. me and karin drive to mazu's school. he's out at 3. we arrived a lil' late because of the traffic jams and karin went to toilet twice because she couldn't hold her pee. mazu was never looked this messy and all i know was he had some problems at home. my cousin, or let's say mazu's mother, were so strict in keeping mazu with his jobs as musician. she gave a distant between mazu and his drumkits. just like my mum. but mazu never cried before. not in front of me. he spoke quietly, looked sober as i shook his hand, "i'm oficially broke up, i didn't know what to do or even told you, i love this girl and we've been together for two years. it felt like shit, she'd been dating another guy because i wasn't that hot" he cried
oh then, you meet her you greet her you dated her why, are you cheating on me? why, are you cheating on me? (juno-cheated on me)
i moved into the backseat. i let karin drove on the way home because her flats is near with mine and her mini cooper were parked in my flat's garage. i tried to cheered mazu down but i felt useless. suddenly we arrived at my flat as mazu started to whingeing like a baby. he won't tell me what's goin on exactly until i begged him. i know. i told him to took a bath and lent him my oversized tee. nick lent him his pajamas pants and towel. he also gave mazu an extrabed in his room. something he rarely did. after that, karin went home. nick and me listened to mazu's story in nick's room. at five pm, we ran out of tissues. i asked nick to go across to our glorious kemchicks as if we ran out of foods too. i forced to go to circa, a nearest suburban shop by car. mazu told me that he has called his home and told his dad that he was here. thanks god, my cousin marry a very berry liberal guy. he lets demas stayed. in the car i felt upset because he kept crying no matter how hard i tried to cheered him. i didn't know what kind of things i supposed to do. i have my own problems, yeah, a lot, i couldn't made a single deal with anyone. i was in a big nervous too. got in a trouble with mazu wasn't one of my things. he even never looked SAD before. now he cried. and i didn't know what i supposed to do. i listened to his cry. i listened, with my car outside circa. then he stopped crying. i drove home, with swing out sister on the radio.
time takes you down.. when love's been gone.. (swing out sister - time takes you down )
i parked the car at the parking building as we saw a sporty volvo parked beside me. oh how i loved volvo when i used to be a kids. i remember that me and mazu went to a showroom in beijing and saw volvo's classic but sporty attitude.
"cool huh?" mazu laughed sarcastically, "when others fell apart the others spent their lives with classic cars, make-ups, and for other reasons they made us looked like a fool. spent so much for their sake of hapiness," i saw him in the eye, "what do you mean, dude?"
the next two hours, at the parking road, a guy told me that her gf was previously anything. he bought her a ring, a celly, and so many things she want from him. time passed by. now the girl left him alone and went on another date with the new prankies that were richer than him.
i beg you not to go, i beg you, i pleaded, claim you as my only hope, and watch the floor as you retreaded (a good fight - dashboard confessional)
imagine how love could bring someone, and his principal thought, down, lost. the rule are made to break and so are the principes. i remember mazu was a tough guy. he never cried...before. and how 2 years..broke. money was the cause. like me and someone. money, status, kinds of.
its nonsense nominals tear us apart. you need love? find someone. and the other for money. omaigad. what a killjoy.
