An Introduction, Part II

Mar 03, 2008 - 21:27 PM PST
Here's all you need to know about me.

My name is Cassie. When I got my tonsils out two years ago, I named them Sid and Nancy. The more diseased one was Nancy. They are now buried in a bio-hazard container in my back yard, along with a picture of their name sakes.

When I was a little girl, I would play dress up with my grandfather's blow-up doll. She was a blonde.

My family is from the same island that the family in Middlesex is from.

My favorite song is Late at Night by Buffalo Tom. When I listen to it, it's the one time that I feel truly free. It's magical; I'm not me when I listen. I'm gone.

My eyes are "sad cow brown".

My hair is brown. It's plain.

I have a problem of confusing dreams with reality.

If I could marry anyone in the world, it'd be Francisco d'Anconia.

I work in a bookstore.

My mother is my Seymour. Without the suicide. With the Isa.

She has MS. It petrifies me.

Her mother died on her 16th birthday. I wake up every morning thinking she's going to die while I'm still sixteen. And I won't be able to save her.

She's my best friend.

The only time I've ever been in something close to love was with my best friend from third grade. I haven't seen him in years. I still think about him, though.

I can't draw. I can't paint. I can't sing. I can't act.

I write. I don't write well.

I am isolated; whether it's partially self-imposed, I don't know. I over-think everything. I have trouble interacting and making friends with people my own age.

My family makes you wear a Packers helmet if you say something stupid. Like Kelso in That 70s Show.

My mother wants to start a porn company, beginning with the film "How to Suck Seed in Business (Without Really Trying!)". She wants to create the names more than the movies.


My name is Cassie Green. I'm sixteen. I'm scared. I'm here, and I'm ready to face it. Face life. Face it all.

I look forward to meeting you.

An Introduction, Part II


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Mar 04, 2008 - 13:32 PM

z1nab on
i have the same problem with people my own age... most of my friends are in their mid 20's or older... and the only friends i have are either teenage evil geniuses or succesful scientists that are all married and have kids. so i can relate... but it doesnt matter. i just feel a little bit less lonely now!
Mar 04, 2008 - 07:17 AM

MacMan on
Okay who really can sing act paint or write... Probably a lot of people, but I'm not one of them so you're not alone there.
Mar 03, 2008 - 21:41 PM

brodie on
Don't be scared, Cassie Green. Life can be rough, at times only capable of being described by expletives. But in the end everything seems to work out. My mother also has MS. The day I found out was perhaps the most frightening day of my life. That was a few years ago, and I still worry from time to time. Every time I'm home I open the fridge and that Avonex is sitting there staring me in the face as a reminder. But that's all the more reason to remember how much you love your mother. I wish her luck in her porn business, haha.