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Wednesday, July 14, 2010; 9:56 PM
regret

I really regretted telling you those things. Its like, how could you. You don't have to involve yourself in this situation because this is mine to handle. Get it? I don't want your help because you seem to make it worse. I'm really disappointed but I don't think its necessary to let it out to you.

Everyday I dread going to school. I know I'm aiming high and all but I'm done with it. I'm just sticking to normal. It'll give my brother to shine and not me. Because basically, I'm tired.
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