Barajas just did her last walk, telling me to behave and not to let her see me again.

No problem.

My Teddy Bear should be here any sec! I’ll be pissed that I went through the hassle of applying this makeup for no reason if she doesn’t show up. More so, I’ll be bummed. But if she doesn’t make it in, I’m sure it’s not her fault. Anything could come up.

It hit 102° yesterday – wow!

Got quite a letter from Tom yesterday, basically saying how excited he is about me coming home. Me too!!!!! It’s hard to believe the time has just about come!

When Hann was on, she announced that a juvi was in need of batteries. I yelled down that I had some.

“Oh, you’re nice,” she said.

“It must be Sonja G,” I said, and she said it was. There must not have been as much juice left as I thought in those other batteries I gave her.

Hann also confirmed my doubts about Sonja stabbing anyone. She didn’t stab anyone. She’s a gangster druggie. And she’s 14, not 12.

When I went to give rooms 4 and 5 some cookies, since I got way more shit than I can eat, I told Hann a joke. She said, “I was wondering if I was going to get one from you.”

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Fuck! It’s Maddox. Oh, Teddy Bear, where are you? I just want to cry right now! Well, hopefully she’ll still make it in before I leave. I would think she’d try to, anyway. At least I’ll see her again someday, if not. I’ll save her kite and give it to her in the future if I have to.

Even Misha helped me prepare for this little date by doing my lips for me. She got a kick out of how I sounded like a spoiled kid when I saw it was Maddox and began whining, “I want my Teddy Bear!”

I couldn’t ask for a better celly. She’s been in bed since 3 PM yesterday. All she did was get up for dinner, then to use the phone, then for our hour out. We were first, so I simply showered, then stuck my earplug in and slept on and off till noon.