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I feel a lot better now, although my knuckles hurt like a b***h.
...But, then again, that's what happens when you punch your wall a few times...

Cleaning really helps calm me down.
I guess that when I do something I hate, it takes my mind off of what's bothering me, lets me calm down, and THEN lets me think.
Thank god, too.

If I didn't calm down, I woulda done something drastic.

ANYWAY, my room is all nice and clean now.
Hopefully, I can go over to Ryan's house, and stay there night there.
That guy is like my brother.
He doesn't know everything about me, and he doesn't even try to get me to tell him stuff.
But... He knows when something is bothering me.

Ah, god. I can't smile right now.
I'm smirking, but that's not a smile...
I'll be better once I'm actually talking to someone.

Y'know... I ran into a project I did last year.
Its called a "Word Snapshot"
When you draw and write stuff on a poster-paper.
And its all about you.
There were so many things I had written there...
So many secrets and stories.
And I saw Iggy's name on there.
Yeah... I got mad, when I saw it...
...But I just started crying, instead.
I kinda wish I was still in the dark about her...
I really wish I was never told.
...But, I guess that's what's gunna make me stronger, in the long run.
Ending all ties with a person.

And, what's really weird, is that I'm mad at myself for what she did to me.
Because I feel like I could've done something to stop it.
I mean, she hated me the second we started to talk, so there isn't really anything I could've done...
But,... maybe its because I'm not a good person, or friend?
Ah, well.
I don't know.
And I may never find out.
But, she's in the past, along with the friendship we had.

So, Iggy.
Sorry.
I wish I could've gotten a chance from you.
But, whatever.
I don't care anymore.
And I know so many people who really don't like you anymore, because of what you did.
And I don't care if you blame me for it.
Go ahead.
But, just remember: What goes around, comes around.
And it looks like its coming back for you.

So, yeah. Whatever.
I just really wanna end this.
'cause, with the click of the mouse, all of this will be just a part of the past that I will never look upon.