pompolia

Cuddles
2003-03-12 00:29:58 (UTC)

Kayla, a play

My nose is cold. I think I got Phillip in trouble. I
just can't understand how somebody so thin, somebody who
refuses to eat lunch and throws up when she does it can
NOT consider herself anarexic/bulemic. But apparently she
doesn't. I want to change that. Because if she doesn't
admit she has a problem, then how can she fix it? I'm
worried about her. But I don't think my interference
would do much of anything. She was in the lunch room
today...
but I'm not sure whether she ate or not.
My fingers are cold. That gets annoying. and i'm feeling
rather tired. I'm sick. Icky. I hope i get better
soon. I"m not as sick as kari is. She has to do this
that and the other thing, so she hasn't gotten the chane
to stay home sick yet.
I signed up for tryouts for a play today. Steel
Magnolia. I'm not sure what it's about. Perhaps one of
you could tell me. I suppose I'll find out during try-
outs. Perhaps before. I could ask Katie. It seems like
she's in one of my classes. Yes. Choir.
My head hurts. Kayla's problems are difficult and multi-
faceted. Damn it. But I'm not just going to leave her.
I'm going to talk to her councilor. I think I'll talk to
her too.




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