Today...was pretty crap-tacular. So, in fourth hour, me and Erin were looking over some emails that Erin had gotten from Landon. He'd emailed her a WEEK before he broke up with me, and in the PS of the email said that he loved her and that he wasn't with me and that he never had been with me. The thing that she told me was that the time that the email had been sent was the exact same time that he'd been talking to me on the phone--it happened to be the conversation that he said "I love you" four times. In other words, he was writing this email to Erin while he was talking on the phone to me. I was so angry I was shaking. I was seriously considering asking my dad to take me to the shooting range up on campus and let me use his gun and shoot up at the range (obviously the range so that I wouldn't end up hurting anyone, because that would be bad). I wanted to vent, I wanted to imagine his face on that bullseye. Here's that PS. ''P.S. This: [insert wink] means that i like you and that I think about you all the time./ i have a crush on you and i love you. And this: [insert smiley with tounge out] means, if you want to go that far, means a kiss. Ha Ha Ha. I'm not with morgan anymore, and i never was. Whatever you do, don't bring that name up in front of me. That's what makes me in a bad mood.'' Not only did he cheat on me, he lied to one of MY BEST FRIENDS about being with me. It makes me sick. I've never ever been so angry I've been sick. Then I went to afterschools at debate today and realized that I relaxed. That was nice. It's hard to be so tense and angry for three straight hours without exhausting yourself. When afterschools were done, I went wandering to see who all was still here and found Kim, Peter, Stu, and Niki. They were hanging out in the dance gym, so I wandered in to hang out as well. Then policy afterschools got out and I got a ride home from Jessie, so that I could get ready for the band banquet. Oh gosh. The season is offically over. I still can't believe it. Next season...its my last one. My fourth year. Wow. I told Miss Madsen that I'm going to be one of those people who graduates and then the next year comes back to work on staff. I said just wait...and she said she'd take me if I still wanted to work on staff after I graduated. That would be so awesome. I don't know what I'm going to do with all this free time. I mean, I still have debate, but that usually only goes until about three thirty, four-ish, on Tuesdays and some Thursdays. I'm used to practially living at the school, I don't know what to do with myself. At least I've still got that though. Wow...the season's really over...