I knew he was going to ignore me..I noticed it from the way he walked into the party and barely looked at me..for the way he tried to avoid my looks the whole night..for his weak kiss.. I wonder why do all of my sad and depressing moments have to do with men.!? The only good thing they bring me is inspiration .. I was trying to ingore his existance..but I just couldn´t! I kept looking and staring..and I knew he noticed..but I acted like I was having the best time of my life..even though it was the most borring surprise party I´ve ever been to.. I can handle hiding my pain and my tears behind a big smile..but what I can´t handle is coming back home and waiting for his call..waiting for him to e-mail me or something even just to say hi..I can´t hold tears at 3:00 a.m. while I think of him and the way he doesn´t care at all that I´m hurt..that every tear I´ve wasted has been for him. So hurted...............