i cried during physical education class today, and no one noticed. i got hit really hard in the funny bone, too, which really hurt. i thought really,, bad thoughts. thoughts such as: "No one here cares about me, they'd forget my name in a year. they wouldn't even notice if i were gone.'' "No one here cares. if they did, they'd walk up to me when i am all alone, or would have awhile ago." "There's no way to change what i'm going through. no one here would be able to do anything since what my mother is doing isn't illegal." "i have to go through what i go through, i can't change anything." "i can't have a girlfriend anytime soon. not allowed, and this will be the first valentines i will feel truly alone, and understand that loneliness." "no one here cares." i sat near some people i knew, during gym class. they didn't really even acknowledge me. i am,,, invisible. in the worst sense. i almost cried for a second time when i notices no one was even looking in my direction.