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It's been a while...since I could...update my journa-hal. Anyway, I've been reading through Pete's past 10 entries or so. His journal has gotten progressively worse. Just an observation. I guess a lot's happened since my last post. I'm 16. I learned Layla. I'm getting my ass kicked by every teacher, councillor, guardian and doctor I see. I went to the Joslin Diabetes Center the other day. My mom, stepdad and doctor were there. They were all trying to convince me I'm depressed, which is bullshit. They were really determined to make me think I was though. Especially my mom. It was really awful. I finally found a way to motivate myself in school and my doctor said that it was totally unrealistic and i shouldn't expect it to work out. I know it's not gonna work out, but the thought just pushed me a bit. I really don't do anything in school. It doesn't matter what class it is, I don't do anything. I sit down and the teacher starts talking and nothing comes in. I never remember one thing that the teacher said. I had a test with Leone today. I didn't know the answer to the essay so I didn't do it. Leone was surprised because it was something we had been talking about for the past couple weeks or something. I didn't want to disappoint him so I wrote a sentence. That guy's all right.
Layla's a sick song. I love it.
Well ladies, I'm still single (hint).
Layla's a sick song. I love it.
Well ladies, I'm still single (hint).