Ok, school rocks! It's so cool to be expected to study something I'm actually interested in! My teacher is extremely nerdy though.  He looks like a turtle. He has a high nasely voice, little glasses, and a humpback. I wonder why he wanted to teach a class on chemical dependency. Is he a closet user? Hard to imagine. Anyway, I'm going to start reading the book by this guy named Daryl Inaba who's supposed to know like EVERYTHING about drugs. It's got lots of pictures--it's way cool.

I didn't tell my therapist I saw her, and she didn't say anything. I was too chicken. Janet has been acting kinda weird--distant, but won't talk about it. It scares me. What if she's thinking she wants to break up with me--I don't think I could handle that right now.