Title: The Daily Doings

Authors: BookwormKiwi, housefan53, Japanese Geisha Doll

Thursday, 15th September


Cameron

I hate House! It's like he doesn't have any human feelings, Foreman won't listen to anything I say either and I can't talk to Wilson because House can tell when I talk to him - it's strange how he can do that, it scares me a little. Cuddy would listen, but she has too much on her hands to talk to me and Chase…actually, I can talk to him. He's sweet. I wouldn't tell him though, that would make things complicated.

House never listens to anything I say. It's getting worse now, especially when Chase thinks up one of his brilliant ideas right near the end, making me feel so small.
Oh, he almost saw what I was writing, I can't risk it.

Allison.


Chase

Caught Cameron writing her diary today. Thought I'd give it a go.

…this isn't as easy as I thought. What do you write in a diary?

Ok. I'll start with today.

I walked into the Diagnostics Office after the lunch break. I thought it was empty, until I spotted Cameron sitting at the table, an empty plate next to her. I couldn't see what she was doing until I stepped quietly behind her. I think I caught a "-worse now, especially when Chase-' Unfortunately, Cameron heard me make a sound in interest, and stopped writing. She squeaked my name in protest, and shut the book quickly. I asked her what she was doing, and she replied, with a cute blush, that she was writing her diary. I raised my eyebrows coolly, and she snapped into defensive mode pretty quick, and told me I should try it. So I am. And I don't see how she does it.


Cuddy

I was reading over my diaries from when I was 15. I had medicine fixed in my mind back then.

I'm the only one in my 'group' (at 15) to become what I hoped. Grace is a salesperson in IL after telling us repeatedly she was going to be a brilliant lawyer. Ellen didn't care what she did, as long as she was doing it in London. She lives in ME. Claire had no idea what she wanted to be, until she got her scores back. I lost contact with her soon after; I have no idea what she did end up doing.

I stopped diary writing at 16 and a half. Exam time. I didn't have the time. I'm going to give it another go. Reading over them was great fun. I don't remember half of what's in there. God knows whether I'll have time now, though.


Foreman

To do:

Take bins out

Grocery shopping:

...Milk

...Bread

...Bananas

...Coffee

Ask Cameron about patient's condition

Swap clinic hours with Chase


House

Physiotherapist told me I should write my feelings. …ok, I'm done.


Wilson

Ashlee scheduled for 8:00am - no hope, she's steadily getting worse. I hate finding stage 4 cancer in patients.

Jeremy died today – wife was with him.

Oscar D. getting sicker – I told him 2 months. He'd be lucky to make 1.

House killing patients again. Poor soul. She's got an unexplained rash, and unexplained chronic migraine, and an unexplained seizure. I should check in on her to see if she's dying faster than she would be.