Pop still wants to run all kinds of tests on me. I'm so tired of all the poking and prodding. Even before the transfusion, it was always some kind of shot, or new treatment, doctor visits or whatever. Mom used to always tell me "You need special attention because you're a special child." I used to believe that, or at least I wanted to...ask me now, I feel like I'm cursed. I think it's been a little over a week since I last ate. Still not hungry. I sleep anywhere from a half hour to an hour every 3 days. Pop says it the nanites doin what they were designed to do. Help my body operate at peak efficiency. I think he accidentally turbo charged them or somethin by mistake.lol Have to laugh to keep from cryin. It's weird thinkin how these things are swimmin around inside me...always fixin somethin. My body is going through changes so fast that it's gettin hard to keep up. Guess i should feel lucky. Pop says there's no trace of the HIV virus in my bloodstream anymore. How come I dont feel lucky? I know what Mom would say if she were here, she'd say something about me being "ungrateful." I guess I should be happy.

One good thing tho...I can beat the pants off of Jay in Tekken now. It's like everything is in slow motion. I keep the high score on the game at the mall. A girl played against me the other day. She looked nice. Smelled nice too. I let her win two rounds. Wanted to talk to her but didnt know what to say. Maybe I'll see her again. I thought about entering the Tekken Tournament but Pops said it was a bad idea. We still have to lay low for a while. I'm sick of runnin.

I miss mom. Pop thinks the men who killed her are lookin for us too. I know she's in heaven...she has to be. But I can't help the hatred I feel for her killers. Sometimes I get so mad just thinkin bout it...she used to always say "God don't like ugly" and "Two wrongs don't make a right." I don't think it's right that her killers are allowed to go free tho. I just know I gotta do something.