I was recognized by some more people at summer school. I was with them last year. It was both embarrassing, and actually quite nice.

I gathered a few people together (Joshua, Johnathan, Jun, Chris, Sonia, and T.J.), and we went out for lunch afterwards. It was pretty good times.

Saul came to my house today for more band practice. But when my parents came home, I suddenly couldn't concentrate. They kept alternating between asking him questions about why he's stopped going to church, and congratulating him for graduating from high school a few weeks ago.

Infuriating, really.

A friend of mine was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes last week. He's seventeen. When he told me that, I felt a tangible dread run over my body. I could feel that cold tingling start in my breastbone, and move slowly into my fingers and toes. My face didn't move as I heard this, and I wouldn't give away how I really felt. I felt that I'd be ashamed for some reason if I had to explain to him why I was afraid. Diabetes runs in my family, and I'm seventeen.

I'm still afraid that I could get it.

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