dear diary;
tonight we watched 10 things i hate about you and made collages out of magazines lying around. we put glow in the dark stars on the ceiling and had a dance party to metric in her room until the nurse told us to settle down and closed the door. i had a cigarette outside the cancer center and felt like the worst person in the entire world?
the worst feeling in the world is saying goodbye. just knowing that we're on our way home, and she's still sitting there. in a small, cold room on an unfamilliar bed.
tonight i also met a schizophrenic named heather. she's really nice. we're going to be friends with her.
i miss hayden alot.
i dont want to work tomorrow.