he doesn't want to even remember me. he wants to forget me and never think about me agian... the jerk won't even look at me long enough to practice in class and when he does look at me it's like he blames me for something i don't understand... I've decided that i don't know how to deal with ex-boyfriends. Somehow it's always my fault. grr... I can't believe that it rocked me this much... i knew that was the story... but i had been hoping it wasn't that bad... so now that he's dropped all masks and told me... i'll go cry in a corner now... i'll be better in the morning. I always am.