4/27/98 he loves me, he loves me not. confusion is the word of the day, i suppose. i'm supposed to be going downstairs to eat dinner...hmm...screw it. it'll stay warm enough. i'm so fucked up lately...pardonez mon francais. bryan apparently likes me...or so i assume. i'm just not sure if i feel the same way anymore...ugh...which makes me even more mad.
went to the doctor's today...i won't know if i have strep until two days...oh darn...i guess no kissing guys...jeesh...what will i do...(heavy sarcasm in that last sentence). and i just learned today...well...i knew it was possible...it was just clarified today...i might have diabetes when i get older...and i know it's not now...but just knowing that i might come down with something like that...makes me all too depressed. i can't help but to blame my grandparents...grrr. it's not their fault..i just need someone to blame...i'm going to go beat myself with my dumbass stick now.
