Wow. Today I had one of those breaking point things. It was suddenly too much. I cried (stupid stupid me). I've been lying to myself (in case you couldn't notice). I do care about stupid little things like Thanksgiving break (I need the time off from this life) and so on. I'm don't want to talk about what happened this morning, but I am not looking forward to the break anymore. And my mom is dumb.

Today I sat next to that guy that I like to watch during art class. He seemed so boring, or maybe bored. We didn't speak. I don't think he is who I thought he was. Maybe he is just a dumb jock who can draw. Maybe he isn't cool. I don't think I'll ever really know, but I have givin up hope.

Okay, so i made a few changes in the entry. Sorry.

Which brings me to another point. Never mind. You don't care.