The Hearing.

We went to the hearing. It was okay. The doc told the judge about the whole concussion business and it was all fine in the end. Ponyboy threatened some Socs with a broken bottle afterwards and when I heard about it I was starting to get worried that maybe he's going to turn hard like the rest of us, but apparently he's okay so I'm not panicking. He's writing a story for school to balance his low marks. He's been spending lots of time on it. Well, overall I think I can conclude this by saying that I think everything is going to be all right, and maybe even a little better than before.

Ponyboy's changing.

Ponyboy's changing. He's just not himself anymore. He made a huge mess in the house, even though he's usually the neat one in the family. The entire week, he's been in bed. He's been reading books and looking at Soda's yearbooks. He's really bored. Randy came over and wanted to talk to him about the whole thing, but I told him about the whole buisiness with the concussion and all and he left us. Other than that not much happened. It was a pretty uneventful week, overall.

Three days without sleep.

It's been three days now that Ponyboy's been sleeping. I heard about what happened in the hospital. Wow, Dally's mad. When Johnny died he slammed the wall with his fist and ran out. Well, if I know him right he's going to to go rob a store or something. I just hope he doesn't get into any trouble with the cops. Anyway, Ponyboy's been asleep for three days now and he wouldn't eat anything. Kept saying he doesn't like baloney. He kept calling for Mom and Dad and Soda and I, too. He woke up today. I was going to go get soup for him but when I came back he and Soda were both asleep. Maybe 'cause Soda and I havn't any sleep for the entire three days.