So I sat here for three hours, making an ass out of myself. I whined to Jamie for awhile about how Mark was ignoring me, and I felt neglected, and blahblah. And then, a couple minutes ago, I check my inbox on Myspace."What's wrong? Jamie said you're uber pissed. I love you, tell me what's wrong?"Yeah, I should have checked that before I sat here, letting my anger fester for hours when I didn't...

I really dunno why I made this. Impulsive, yeah. But Mark's being quiet at the moment and I've nothing better to do. And I like the fact that nobody will know I have this. Cuz I really don't like people reading my shit. Like my dad reading about his drunken rampages on my Myspace blog. Not one of my smartest moments, writing that. I definitely don't write there anymore now.My head really hurts,...