I don't want another heartbreak, I don't need another turn to cry...

But for me, that's inevitable, isn't it? Argh. Sunday morning... should have woken up on a much happier note, but after the events of last night, I don't know whether to be hurt or angry. Right now, I'm hurting. God.

So now. I guess I'm officially NOT going to the Grad Ball. I refuse to go alone. The dress can sit in my closet for all I care.

:'(