Status: Is this all it’s going to be? 
My dear blog who catches all my rants, whines, vents, and all out yucky-emoness, guess what… YES! You got it right! How do you know that we are in a fight again? He hates me, he made it clear that I know it. I feel so low and I couldn’t care less if I am appearing to be a sucker for harshness and uhh, yes a little bit of pathetic. This is how my brain functions to save what’s left of me. I saw the over-all scheme of my subconscious and I guess a pretty clever plan it is. I can only hope for the best.
I still can’t get over the fact that he aced his evaluation. He’s finally in. I’ve always believed in him, even when he was being pseudo-pessimistic about everything. I can only be happy for him. He finally made it. I saw him through it, helped him in every way I can. I am proud of him, so so so proud of him. But it’s a lonely proud-ness because he’ll never know or care.
