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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

I bet you don't know me
Cassie Audrey FIFTEEN. TAKEN, 030211. 130297.


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Thursday, October 27, 2011
Quarantine

Catching your dreams, seems alot more easier when you're sleeping

Hai people. Done with excels. Now detention & peka. I'm gonna be quarantined tomorrow because of my peka. Sucks being me for losing it. I never keep my things properly. I am an untidy person.  I now then realize that.  Anyway. School was okay. It was great. ERT was fine. Science, it gave me the hibabajebies. I even wrote down " I don't know :( " on the paper. I fucking did it just to tell teacher how fucked up the situation was. Recess with my babes was fun. I miss them already. They won't be going to school tomorrow. Atleast Azlin is. I love her. Describing her. She forever makes me laugh. She understands me. She listens to my problem, and I listen to hers. She's like my sister. But the weird thing is, we never went out together. Which sucks, alot. Yknow what, I feel alot more freedom after the excel. 

I seriously need to sleep early. My sleeping hour is fucked up. I spend my time crying almost every night now. I don't know why. I think it's because of this feeling that has been haunting me for few weeks already. But I'm not going to let myself go through a day full with depression because of this girl I've always been jealous of. Yes, I am jealous of baby's ex. I never say bad things about her, I never talk bad about her. I never liked her but, I'm just doing things what I think is right. I always have this thoughts that baby still have feelings for her. Which really has happened to everyone. I just don't know how to avoid from thinking about it. It has been  always stuck into my mind ever since I was with baby. I told baby about this and every time I tell her it still doesn't feel right. Nothing does. Nothing has ever been right. I just wish that once, things work out perfectly.. 
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you ought to stay