Oops. Deleted.

Okay, as you can see, this post is deleted. 

I feel bad because of writing this post, so now I'm deleting it :)

I want to say my biggest apologies to Mr. Halden.

Well, I've been such a jerk writing that kind of post without even considering Mr. Halden's feeling who turns out to be reading my blog as well.

Sorrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy :(

Keep on loving Indonesia, Mr. Halden! :)

- Clarisza Benedicta

Another Deleted Post.

Okay, this post is also deleted for a lot of reasons.

My fellow readers probably know why I should delete this post.

Biggest apology for Mr. Halden :(

- Clarisza Benedicta

I need a break

Okay, this is the first time, I post something which is so gloomy, but I need that. I need to do that, unless this wtv-I-feel-inside won't stop crumbling.

I'm so lame pathetic. Yea I know, you don't have to tell me that.

I feel like there's none to be there for me, except my beloved the nong-nongs family, who are always there. happy...or sad.

Theodora Beatrix Larasati, Aileen Tanaga, Stacey Hutapea, and Novita Ratu Diah.

Thanks, is the only thing I can say. 

Thanks for answering my calls late at night, 

simply listens to me when I cry.

Thanks for cheering me up, even when you actually didn't know how and what to say.

You know that you guys mean a lot for me.

I won't survive this far, without all your help.

And also,  Tasia, Michelle, AnasMichelle, Tessa, TJ, Vania, Vita, GabySD. for simply asking what's wrong and cheer me up. Thanks, really.

and especially, my beloved sister, Clairine and father, Papa Runtung. 

I might often become your pain in the ass, but please do know, both of you are so important. 

I'm not good in expressing how much I love you, I often make you guys angry. Sorry.

But thanks, for the listening ears, and for not judging me.

Thanks for all your motivations and cheering.

I feel like I don't have those thing people call as 'place-where-you-can-put-every-problems-you-have-in-mind'.

I'm tired of everything, really.

please, give me a break. a month, is good. a year is better. eternal...best.

I don't know what else to say, and hey, whoever you are, if you feel like you're hurting me and whatsoever, please stay away.

I need nothing but to simply taking a step back and live my life. Which means that to stay away from you, especially. I'll talk to you when I'm ready.