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2:00 p.m. - Monday, Feb. 24, 2003 but anyway. i'm still okay. nothing horrible. my little crying fit was only on saturday. why can't my mother understanding. she waited until the very last minute to tell me no and then has a fit when i can't fix things. oh well. i am going to go hang out in the art room. i feel like creating something. and! i think i am going to be a bad girl. yep. i'm going to decieve my mother and go see ryan tomorrow. well maybe. i hope i don't grow a conscience over night. i'm going to call him tonight after i finish my lab. au revoir sucka...
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