If you let me have my way, I swear I'll tear you apart.
I don't even know where to start with today. Really.
Crying at the nurse's office when I went down to change the needle in my stomach. I've gone to Mrs. Luchansky and cried before. But it was relieving and it was good to tell her what I want to do with my diabetes, endocronologist, blood sugars, etc.
Cody M. Wow. He was much louder than usual in World History. Cody L. was like "Is Cody on something?" and I was thinking the exact same. Class ended, and he was sleeping. I went up to him and woke him up. He just slumped back in his chair and...maybe fell?
Anyway, I went over to him after I went to my locker. He dropped his textbook on the ground, so I got it for him. He was just slurring and I asked if he took anything, and he said he did. He didn't even remember presenting in World History or anything. He couldn't open his locker and started pounding on it, so I opened it for him and whatnot. I was saying, "You won't make it to 3rd block." I wanted to stay with him and walk him to class, but I was already late for my own class.
According to this girl, Officer Stevens took him away during 3rd block. I'm just worried about what's going to happen to him. I've seen him drugged up before -- I mean I'd walk with him to class and help hold him up just to make sure he gets there. He's just never been this bad before. I don't know why I'm concerned; he fucks up intentionally, but I still want to be there and make sure he's okay.
Journalism sucks. That's all there is to say about that.
After I came home, I told my dad what I talked about with the nurse. Changing my diet, taking my blood sugars, seeing an endo/diabetologist (if there's one around here), sleep patterns. He actually wouldn't let me nap afterschool today, so it's been rough just trying to stay awake this entire time.
And it's Brian's 20th birthday. Woo, yeah.
Let's cross our fingers for a better day tomorrow.
Crying at the nurse's office when I went down to change the needle in my stomach. I've gone to Mrs. Luchansky and cried before. But it was relieving and it was good to tell her what I want to do with my diabetes, endocronologist, blood sugars, etc.
Cody M. Wow. He was much louder than usual in World History. Cody L. was like "Is Cody on something?" and I was thinking the exact same. Class ended, and he was sleeping. I went up to him and woke him up. He just slumped back in his chair and...maybe fell?
Anyway, I went over to him after I went to my locker. He dropped his textbook on the ground, so I got it for him. He was just slurring and I asked if he took anything, and he said he did. He didn't even remember presenting in World History or anything. He couldn't open his locker and started pounding on it, so I opened it for him and whatnot. I was saying, "You won't make it to 3rd block." I wanted to stay with him and walk him to class, but I was already late for my own class.
According to this girl, Officer Stevens took him away during 3rd block. I'm just worried about what's going to happen to him. I've seen him drugged up before -- I mean I'd walk with him to class and help hold him up just to make sure he gets there. He's just never been this bad before. I don't know why I'm concerned; he fucks up intentionally, but I still want to be there and make sure he's okay.
Journalism sucks. That's all there is to say about that.
After I came home, I told my dad what I talked about with the nurse. Changing my diet, taking my blood sugars, seeing an endo/diabetologist (if there's one around here), sleep patterns. He actually wouldn't let me nap afterschool today, so it's been rough just trying to stay awake this entire time.
And it's Brian's 20th birthday. Woo, yeah.
Let's cross our fingers for a better day tomorrow.