I hung out with Andrew over the weekend. He’s in this outpatient program with me, he’s in 11th grade I think. He came over and we went to the gym. He was telling me about all the “nigger” shit he wrote about David in his journal. David is a behavior tech at our job. He makes sure we all go to groups and be quiet and shit. He might be a dick sometimes but he’s just doing his job, I actually respect David a lot. Even though I’m not black, I’m still a minority. I felt weird hearing him talk all this shit about black people. I couldn’t believe it… he really fucking hates black people. He was telling me how they are different and all this crazy shit. 

I was like, “Whoa, you know I’m Spanish right?” He started laughing, “Oh I don’t care about Spanish people, haha. Spanish people are awesome!” I looked at him like, “Yeah right motherfucker.” 

It’s just sad cause I know the only reason he thinks like that is cause he grew up with some racist-ass dad who just said “fucking niggers” every two seconds. What a bunch of idiots.

June 13th, 2008

82 Days Clean

It’s Friday the 13th.

Love that.

I downloaded the new Wale CD, shit is fire. My dad gave me his iPod, it feels so good to be able to listen to music. I’ve been using a CD player. You know how much of a loser I feel like bringing a CD player to school? 

I’ve been doing a lot of cardio, too, finally trying get all this fat off me. God I’m so fucking fat.

It’s crazy how much weight I’ve gained since I got clean.