My heartless self.

I don't know about this day. I started bad and ended bad with some nice moments in between. For instance, I thought I was over him as he had gotten a girlfriend, and I was unsure of my feelings. I told myself that it was not love, but he broke my heart ans he broke it again. Not that he knows, as he only told me about a dream in which I was included. But nevertheless, he broke me. He should not dream about me when he has a girlfriend, right? So, cowboy up, I told myself, and it went fine untill i scored "bad" at a test that I really needed the highest grade. Almost cried, but managed to hold it together until I walked home. Don't know, I cry easily these days. So, me and mum went shopping. For bras, mainly. We have been at a store where they measure and things like that, but, appearantly, mum does not believe them. She insist that I am to wear a size 75, when the meassuring says that I am to wear 70. Frankly, getting to know that I am a 70 has been one of the biggest joys since christmas, and she took it away. Either way, I got icecream and it all went fine, until I read something related to a book and some recent, seriuos happenings. How. Can. I. Be. So. Heartless! I feel like the most heartless person in the world, as I read the book and the thought did not even hit me once! It should hit me! Argh! I feel so stupid and cold and heartless, and I feel like just digging a hole and stay there for a long time. Arh! Anyway, sleep tight! xz