November 27

I'm not really sure what time it is.

My phone is in my pants pocket and I can't reach it.

Probably like 8pm ish

I'm in the tub.

Like a real bathtub with real bubbles. ( Lots of bubbles! )

Even though it was hard to get in at first, Carole helped me and now it feels amazing.

I'm trying to be careful and not get the pages wet. Sorry for any smudges.

I finally made it to the Hummel's house. I had a rest then Carole brought Kurt and I some homemade soup and then Burt showed me the room.

My room.

I still can't really believe it.

He cleaned out an entire room and they decorated it and put in furniture.

Just for me.

I do feel really bad that it used to be Kurt's mom's sewing room. I think he feels weird being in there. I hope it doesn't make him sad.

I hate that they all have to do so much for me. They shouldn't have to help me with everything. I just feel so helpless, like I depend on them for everything. I couldn't even get into the damn bathtub without Carole's help.

It sucks.

I also hate the way that they all stare at me.

It's like they're all waiting for me to freak out and crumble or something.

I just wish that everything could stop being so weird and tense all the time.

I just want to be normal.