Man, when you think things cannot get any worse, they do.
My dad has been on my case about nothing in particular. I wouldn't mind it as much if he didn't go around calling me stupid and idiot and saying everything that he doesn't like about me... but I can live with it.
Poor Mr. Jenkins. Things aren't going well... at all. He's had leukemia (sp?) for like 15 years. It just kicked up before Christmas. He needed a bone marrow transplant and his daughter is a match. He was accepted at a hospital in Boston that specializes in such things, but now the hospital won't take him because his condition has gotten way worse. We had an assembly today, briefly, where the guidance counselors basically told us that he isn't going to make it and will pass on within the next few days.
I cried... I can't help it. I just never take this sort of thing lightly. I mean, I try my hardest to stay strong but... well, I always end up crying on someone's sholder. When other people are crying, I can never give them my sholder to cry on and instead end up crying with them. Man I probably looked like such a baby, crying in the back of Japanese class, but I figured that if I stayed with all of the other crying people, I'd never stop. Plus, we were supposed to be reviewing for a test. Of course, whenever more than half of the class leaves, Mr. Henty starts doing something different... like watching one of Miyazaki's films...
Meh, that's all I feel like writing for now...
.... but I do feel alittle better...
God bless Mr. Jenkins and his family and watch over them all.
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