I can remember of two bad days, although they make it seem like it's no big deal when compared to what others had suffered in here ...
1) This day happened everything ... it was in the middle of December '99. It was the last day of the school year (FYI, school ends in december here in the south). The girl of my dreams said no to me

(now we are close friends BTW

), my two best friends were about to flunk and leave the school, and I got very depressed.
That night, my friends would get together for pizza and I was going to meet them at the mall. Well, it was past 10 o'clock and they didn't show up, when some weirdo started following me around. That's when I begin to start getting worried, wondering what that guy would do to me. When it was past 11, my parents show up from nowhere, telling me that my friends left a message on the answering machine that they weren't coming. I almost had a nervous brakedown ... felt miserable. But now I'm cool with them
2) Someday in May of 2000, I discovered that my parents were getting separated ... I was the first one to know and I discovered that by myself ... the whole day the thing was torturing me on the inside, there was no one to talk to ... until a friend of "lent" me her shoulder for me to cry.

I'm still suffering from the separation ...

