Son-of-a-B*tch! Why can't I ever just do what I say I am going to do? I had my mind all made up that I was over Philly. Once again I am an idiot! I wanted to be mean to him because I was starting to feel something for him. It would be easier I thought. If I get mad at him, and treat him like shit, I will feel better and the feelings will just go away? Sure you moron, like a puff of smoke *poof* no more feelings. Perhaps I should Google search a magic freaking wand? Try to conjure a spell? How about a witches brew? Dumb-ass. C was right all along. I hope she doesn't read this, that's all I need is her to be right one more time, especially in my jacked up life. lol-V