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+ 1	Mistakes not forgiven.[12]
+ 3	Your kidding me right?[2]
+ 4	Your kidding me right?
+ 9	Mistakes not forgiven.[Cassy's story]
+ 9	Mistakes not forgiven.[11]
+ 7	Mistakes not forgiven.[recap]
+ 9	Mistakes not forgiven.[10]
+ 6	Mistakes not forgiven.[9]
+ 7	Mistakes not forgiven.[8]
+ 7	Mistakes not forgiven.[7]
+ 5	Mistakes not forgiven.[6]
+ 9	Mistakes not forgiven.[5]
+ 8	Mistakes not forgiven.[4]
+ 8	Mistakes not forgiven.[3]
+ 7	Mistakes not forgiven.[2]
+ 9	Mistakes not forgiven.

Friday:

Just another day it seemed like. I woke up, tired as hell, and trudged over to my desk chair. I sat and thought of what to wear. I dont know, so i grabbed the shirt hagging out of my drawer and some pants laying on the floor, and got on myspace. I checked my myspace and grabbed my bag. I walked over to the botom of the stairs and set down my bag. I turned around and walked into my bathroom, put on some makeup, and walked back out.  Grabbiong my stuff i carefuly made my way up the stairs and had some breakfast. At 7:28 i headed out the front door to wait for the bus. I did the same thing every morning, getting my stuff, go to class, and then the next, lunch, and the last 2 classes. Bus ride home of ocourse was boring and home was just as bad.But when my dad got home from being gone for work all week, i was happy. My family ate dinner and talked, watched t.v. and i attempted to write poetry, i guess i am not so good. I talked to my friend Matalee and finally went to bed.

 

Saturday:

I woke up. My dad had left for the saftey meeting so it was me and my mom, we talked, alittle. But later on things got stressed because i was sooo boredd. Then i started to watch the seahwks vs. green bay on t.v. i knew they were gonna lose soon so i changed teh channel.

 

thats where i leave you

its 4:24 pm pacific standard time.

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