Ouch … thanks Brad for ignoring me. What did I do? Anything? Of course not. This is so stupid … I still wanna get back with him … I still really like Brian, who still won’t frickin’ say he loves me after 8 months (*sigh* … wtf am I not doing right?) … before Brad was saying how much we’re meant to be together … then doesn’t even wanna talk. Fuck. And I was happy for a minute about the Summer Sanitarium Tour, but not anymore. Frickin’ tickets are $83. Greeeat. Again I miss Linkin Park … why can’t they come here by themselves and do a normal show on the weekend? Hello, some people are not made of money. But screw that … oh well, I’m gonna go now and randomly surf. I should go to bed, but I took a nap earlier so I’m not all that tired. Or something. I’m gonna be Brad now and go without saying goodbye. Like the new LP song I heard tonight … I wanna be “Somewhere I Belong” … which doesn’t seem to truly exist … at least not forever. And that’s what I’m always looking for …