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The name's cez. Residing in California. Certified Shopaholic. I go to a nerdy school but not considered a nerd. I already found the love of my life. Rodney. I live in a small apartment because the housing in Cupertino's very expensive. My friends mean a lot to me. I love wearing skirts and shorts. I love SUMMER! I want a dog but can't have one right now 'coz the apartment's not going to allow it. I'm crazy and fun! I love travelling.

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Friday, May 19, 2006
 
Fear of love..
Having a relationship means sharing what you have and learning from the other person. I’ve been through a lot of relationships in my life, and I can say that I’ve always had the short end of the stick. What do you do when you give everything to that one person, when he said he’d never leave your side, he said he’d always hold your hands, then end up getting your heart broken? What do you do at a time like that? Sometimes it’s better just to break down and cry, to pick up the pieces left later. You think over your relationship and try to think of what you did wrong. The way you put your friends in front of him, the way you sometimes ignored him because you don’t want to deal with the drama. Then it dawns on you, that everything was worth it. Everything you did, you don’t regret anything, because its what made you who you are today. So what if he doesn’t want the love you gave anymore? So what? At least you know in your own self that you gave everything you could, and if he didn’t like what he received then its his problem not yours.

What is your greatest fear?

Mine is the fact that one day everybody will leave my side. Desert me and never come back. What would I do then? I will have to learn to live by myself, do everything be myself, in other words be responsible and independent. That is my greatest fear. To finally grow up, to realize that there are more important things in life than shopping and going out with friends, more important things than checking out guys, wondering if they’re cute. To finally mature and not continue holding the hands of other people, because I’m afraid to fall. That is my greatest fear.

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I’m going to see my ex-bf’s play today. It’s so weird to call him that. I’m anxious and nervous and excited. I hope nothing bad happens.

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