July 16/94
I've decided I'm going up to the camp for the week with my parents. It'll be good to get away from everything for awhile. Maybe when I get back, Chris will have realized how much he is hurting me. I hate to just leave him in his time of need but if he won't tell me whats bothering him there's no use in me staying. He can't just be in a pissy mood for days on end! Like what is your problem?
I haven't told him yet that I'm leaving. It's 5:35pm and he's still sleeping. He worked midnights though. But I have been calling to try to wake him up but he must have turned the ringer off. What a loser.
I am like dying to talk to him. He was supposed to call me this morning.
Oh well.
Later