i need off this island. there are people who can just go up island and be able to sort shit out. not me. i didn't finish the chico's article because i was freaking out over other stuff. shit. i really wanted to get that done. all my friends out here think i've lost my mind. i'd move back to calgary in an instant if it wasn't for school. i'm trying to work that out. joel was so mean on the phone last night. i wish i hadn't called him. i refuse to have it end through what a frind told me. that's not how it works. je said he was unimpressed with my behaviour. fuck him i'm unimpressed with his. what a jerk. at least it's over now and i don't have to be bummed out like i was for the past three weeks.

i'm going to write an art history exam. i'm not super thrilled. seeing as i write the exam at 9am, the teacher has made it clear she doesn't like me, i really am in no mood to write about film.

i think i leave for calgary on the 13th. i hope so at least.