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    Thursday, August 4, 2011, 11:55 PM
    I am fine with myself right now, all I did is to ignore. But sometimes, she is getting on my nerve. I do not want to care about you anymore, I do my job, you do yours. I am totally fine if you treating Seth like your brother, like seriously. But please, do not come back for me, I am BEGGING you. He treated you well, I did not, see the difference there? I left you, he did not. I make you cry, he did not. Obviously he will be the good brother you will have.

    I need a break from this, but I cannot. Trying to evade you is not possible, whenever I try, I will see the glimpse of you, and I try not to get any closer with you. I am sick and tired of the bullshit you given me from day one since I came back there.

    I am happy, very happy with the staffs there, they treated me well, they did care about me, and I am grateful that I came back.

    And you, I mean the girl next door to my outlet, if only I could have your number, I probably ask you out. Like seriously, we have something in common, I kinda like you, kay. Just like, not love, like. Something about you makes me feel attracted, lol kay bye.