memories
i cleaned out my closet today and found some interesting stuff that brought back a lot of memories. i'm in a pretty shitty mood, so i lied with the lask post. lol lor, i found my folder w/ all the notes from last year, but most of them mysteriously dissapeared. i only have like 5 left between you and me, 3 or 4 w/ geroge, and i from katy mansfield. coincidentally there are none left from jerrod. strange. i also found the index cards that i stapeled together for pple to sign at the end of last year. the stuff tim and mark wrote is pretty funny. ugh, jerrod wrote that he loves me. i think that he was just joking, but it brings back memories from when he was serious when he wrote that in a note. obviously he was not in his right mind, cuz i searously doubt that he really loved me. lol. a thought just occured to me. maybe jerrod broke into my house and somehow found the notes and stole all of the ones that involved him. so many regrets are coming back to me from urban. that would be the cause for the crappy mood. plus, last night i was reading tim's blogs on myspace, and i got into a horribly shitty mood. i don't think that i like him. maybe it's just more regrets. i dunno, but it's not fun. and i don't really want to pursue the possibly liking tim thing, because i don't want to figure out that i still have feelings for him. i am now finally convinced that he does love angela. after that i was looking through my old journals. that didn't help either. i'm just a medded of confused regrets.