Sunday - Was my birthday. I had a show & stuff. Peter came over later. He gave me roses & the book "Angels & Demons". I couldn't stop smiling.
Monday - School. Emily gave me flowers. Had training for elite. Nik, Sofia & Tasha came and visited me and we uh... celebrated my birth.
Tuesday - First day of Elite try outs. I made the first cut. Peter came over later and we watching finding neverland.
Today - Stayed home "sick". Did just about nothing. Went to Elite training again. Learned the dance for tryouts tomorrow. Then went to Radio shack and got ANOTHER fucking phone. 160$ thank you very much. of my OWN money. I could kill him. I swear I could.
Well today I'm feeling kinda used & not important. You know how it goes. Skitzophernic. 20 bucks says Peter stops seeing me any day now. Thats what they all do. They come as they please & go as they please. I'm starting to wonder if I really mean anything to anyone. Do I? Am I just being dumb? Don't comment on anything I have just discussed in this paragraph. I just needed to put how I feel into words.