9:36 PM My heart hurts...physically. It hasn't done that for a while...almost a year. That can't possibly be a good thing. I can't help but stare down at the emblem on my chest and be reminded of how utterly alone I feel right now. Sure I've got an amazing girlfriend who cares about me, and sure I've got people who I can call friends...but it seems that nobody I know seems to get how I feel sometimes. Well, that's not entirely true. Paul does, and Brendan does, but I don't see them too often anymore. Now, most people I used to be able to turn to have seemily stabbed me in the back at some point or another, whether it be through being two-faced, turning into something completely different than they used to be, or even going so far as to hit on my girlfriend. So naturally I can't trust those people anymore. And oddly enough, the people I can trust the most right now are my girlfriend, another grade 13 who I really haven't talked to all that much except for when we're in class or out, and a grade 12 who started talking to me last year in a grade 11 math class. Times sure have changed. And people do too, I can attest to that. ... My heart hurts. I miss Nathalie.