Friday, February 11, 2000
1:49 PM, on the computer

Ever had one of those days?

I'm definitely having one right now... I just took Courtney's mom to the hospital. Out of respect to Courtney I won't say what happened to her, but all I'll say is that she'll hopefully be fine. But this is my journal and I have to give an account on what happened, so here is my story:

I woke up as usual, rode to school as usual, and read a book before class as usual. Usual day... I got to algebra class and BOOM my day went downhill. Courtney and the teacher got into a shouting match and the students tried to tell Courtney to shutup (in those exact words) and she did but started crying. I knew I couldn't do anything yet, so I waited until class ended and hoped she'd have calmed down. I approached Courtney to talk to her, and she proceeded to jump down the teacher's throat... I should have known better than to expect her to calm down. I talked to her for a bit after class and let her vent her frustration out, then went to my computer class. I took a test and did very well, then headed to oral interp, where the bomb dropped.

Courtney had been taken to the hospital.

I prayed for guidance and something I completely did not expect happened. My feelings were shut off and I was thinking clearly and I was as calm as the ocean. I asked my teacher if I could use the phone in her class and I called Courtney's mom, told her what happened, then called mom and told her what happened. After speaking to them both, I left the office and went to campus police to find out what happened. They told me all they knew, thanked me for getting in touch with her mom and recorded my name for the report, and told me where she had beem taken. I found Courtney's books, grabbed her keys, and went to rummage through her car for clues or anything that would help. I ran into my friend Michelle in the parking lot and told her my story, and she agreed to take me to the hospital. I told her instead to just take me home and I'd take care of everything from there. I was amazed at how capable I was handling myself... I knew my parents would be proud of me if they saw me then.

Michelle dropped me off at my house, and I told mom everything, then called Courtney's mom and told her I'd take her to the hospital. I did, and now I'm waiting and praying. The adrenaline has worn off, and I realize now that without God's help I would have not been able to function. I prayed and thanked Him for his help, and my response was that He was proud of me and said I'd make a fine leader someday. But my day is still not over, though... not by a longshot. I have to make sure that Courtney's car is fine, and I've already taken care of all loose ends of Courtney's, called her important teachers, and I called mine as well in addition to making sure Molly knew everything that happened.

As for me... I just got off the phone with Jeff, I told him what happened, and he asked if I wanted to go to a movie tonight, I groggily said "yeah dude, but I'm taking a nap..."

9:48 PM

I just got back from the movie, Jeff and I went to see Scream 3. It was pretty good, I totally didn't guess who the killer was but I did get the premise behind the killings on the dot. I get the feeling that they shot three different endings, because there were too many loose endings... after today, I can tell I'm going to hate loose endings. It's been a really long day...