"I do believe in spooks. I do believe in spooks. I do, I do, I do."

It seems that my mulitpersonality student's mother is running scared. Not sure why. Suddenly she wants to remove him from school and place him on home bound or home school him. Could it be that she's afraid of the big, bad school teacher?

I've been on the telephone a lot today in regards to Quedarrius. I've talked to 3 caseworkers and Centerstone. I think he needs to have some blood tests run to see what his levels are or to see if he's been introduced to some other drugs besides his prescribed medication.

Also received a phone call from Fayetteville Jr. High in regards to Daniel. The teacher is requesting that I send out his portfolio that I began. I've got to collect some signatures and, of course, I will make a copy of it in case he comes back as suspected.

We're making popcorn pumpkin calls tomorrow in class and painting rather than carving our pumpkins. I'm afraid to have a knife in the classroom due to Quedarrius' behavior.

The vision teacher has another wheelchair child that she's trying to refer to my classroom. I don't know what I've done to impress Mrs. Murdock but apparently I'm the best thing to hit Giles County since sliced bread. Imagine that!

I'm going to a meeting in Lawrenceburg tonight. I've got to pick up a smaller version of the Courage to Change in exchange for the bigger one that I handed to Jane last week.

I've made a lot more progress in becoming assertive than people realize. I haven't filled out my homework sheets for the therapist yet but already I can see that I'm making strides.

Financially, I'm sinking fast but as I can't do anything about it I keep that in prayer and trust that God will take care of it.

As to my biological family- I'm afraid that they are totally clueless as to who I am and always have been. Their opinion doesn't hurt me so much any more.