Well, the trip to Toronto with Ann is off for me.
As if I weren't stressed enough. Why did my exams have to be moved? Why did she have to bring up the hospital? Again? God, I feel sick.
I can't wait to move out. I'll stop buying food, I'll be free of any outside forces. No one can tell me how to live my life...
Uhg, I feel sick. I'm going to bed.