WAG

Obnoxious. But that doesnt matter. Monday was terrible. And Tuesday was horrid until after lunch. It's nutz really. ON Monday Ryan and i were 'fighting' (if thats what you call it when him arnet on great terms) Because he had broken his promise. He keeps doing that. And i told him what i might have to do if he continued. And i dont want to. Cuz i dont know if I could. Actually. I know I couldnt. Because He's the world to me. But i have to have self respect. Thats why i made him promise that if i did have to do it that he'd get me back, take me back.... want me back. And he made me promise that i wouldnt leave him. That would be the hardest thing in world for me to attempt to do. But i should stop talking about that now. I'm geting upset. Today I'm going to the Winnipeg Art gallery(The WAG.) Which is funny because I lived there last year. Really. For almost a week and a half i spent every day ( FULL DAY) from 7 30 am sun taning on the front walk to 11 pm, cleaning the green room and sitting in the theater. It was great there. I miss it, yes. i miss a freaking art gallery. But thats not what it WAS it was " WONDERLAND" :D really. Thats what it really really was. I need to call chelsey. Her dads driving us there. I should also be writing my essay for my grade 10 Art Class. It's on Sargent. (an artist) But I'm going to go now. All my love -Candise
Read 1 comments
Damn... I missed it.
I hate being fucking sick.
Fcuk!!
[Anonymous]