Life: Updated

   Hey everyone, sorry about the absence in posting recently. Everything is either going to fast or too slow. School ends June 8th, but then we get smacked with Regents and Finals 'till the end of June. Track is going too fast. Track's ending this Wednesday for the JV-aged people, but I'm pretty sure it's still continuing on for the Varsity people. Our school's too cheap to have a JV team and a Varsity (and there's not a million kids doing track and field, so...) so we're all smushed together. Some meets it's everyone, some meets it's only freshman and sophomores.
   Anyways, I need to fill you in with my life. Gosh, I sound like one of those super-snotty fake-tanned steriotypical Westchester housewives -_________-. Whatever. Okay. Back to what I was saying, track's almost over, and I'm kinda sad. Yeah, I wasn't the best, but I sure as hell tried, and it was the only way I could exersize a lot and have it be okay with my mom. She's always on my tail. ALWAYS. I "forget" to eat yogurt or cereal or whatnot, and she thinks I'm restricting. I am, but I'm trying to be pretty darn descreet about it. Well, it's Mother's Day, so I can't complain. I made my mom French toast and coffee for her breakfast. My brother walked the dog for her at 6 in the morning. And my dad took us all out to eat for an early dinner. Sometimes I don't understand my mom and dad. They should hate each other (they're divorced!), but somehow they can still go out to eat with us and act like a normal, happy couple. They don't hug, or kiss, or hold hands, but it's still weird!

Happy Mother's Day Goddesses ;-) Give tus madres something to be happy about!

-Unknown Athena

Pictures, Hipsters, and IM's oh my!

Ack... That seems so... Artificial... So fake... So... So... HIPSTER. El gasp. I said it. I used some form of hipster reference. Yeah, I was talking about hipsters yesterday, but we "hipsters" are not half bad, besides the fact we are called the same thing as what's under our pants. (Anyone?)
Yesterday I went to a math review. Then home. Then Best Buy. They really aren't much of a "best" buy kinda place, but it was big. And filled. With. Cameras. So a few weeks/months (how long has the suffering been?!) ago, I lost my camera. My baby. My precious. Miki. Actually that was just the character on the sticker I put on it. But anyways, Miki, got lost. More like misplaced. I have no freaking idea. If you don't know already, I love taking pictures. I'm weird. Usually I don't leave the house without it. I brought it to camp. To Key Largo. I even tried the hospital, but they only confiscated it. But that was in December, and I clearly remember taking New Years pictures on January first.

So yesterday. My mom wanted me to get another camera. But I hate spending money, and kinda, sorta, broke down right before we went in. Luckily no one saw. Besides the creepy nonexistent old guy in the corner. I walked in, and saw it. God, in camera form. A total beauty. Like Athena. It was shiny, not too big-not too small, black, a Nikon Coolpix. Not the tiny little ones (Miki was a Coolpix), but a real good one. Think mini SLR. I ended up getting it, along with a case. I brought it to school. I wouldn't let people touch it. It felt weird, like a parent protecting it's young. I guess I'm a mom now...

Nooooooooow, onto my "IM's oh my!" part. I just realized how much I hate when Atheists say "Oh my God!". No offense to all the Atheists out there. Actually a lot of my best friends are Atheist. I don't really have a religion, but not Atheist. Once a lady came into the hospital and asked if there was a God in my life. I said I don't know. It got very awkward after that. Anyways, it's just odd to say "Oh my God," when you don't think that one (or more) exists. And when people just randomly say IM abbreviations out loud, like "LOL", "ROFL", "BRB", etc. Only when Olivia (one of my lovely,crazy friends) says that kind of stuff it's okay. She's Atheist. It annoys me when she says "OMG", but she's not being legit. So it's all good.

Lesson for today: If you're Atheist, think before you say "Oh my God", Nikon rocks, and don't bust $300 of you mom's money. Bye bye! I'll be washing dishes and not getting anymore presents for the next two years!

-Unknown Athena

P.S. Good Luck to all the people out there taking their Regents tomorrow! I'm with you in spirit (Yet I'm also taking it. You're not alone. Alright?).

I felt sad one moment, happy the next, and vise-versa

Today has been one hell of a day. The morning went by in a flurry, because of all that went on. Someone had the nerve to make a hate-page for one of my classmates on Facebook, hack into their account and delete all their friends, trash their locker with hate-notes, and stole some of their science labs! I swear I will kill (okay maybe not kill, but I'll go evil on them) the person who did it. Not only is it mean, but isn't it illegal to steal labs that the state needs to see? Now one of my fellow students has to make up like, 7 freaking hours of labs! I know the classmate and I aren't BFFs or anything, but you just don't DO that! >:O
Now somehow I found a bright side to this day; the weather went from blah to yeah, the sun's still shining, it's warm (when I mean warm I mean warm for the fact it was raining like hell last night; and it was really cold out) out, and my dog's going psychotic because my silly parakeet decides after a whole year of not flying, she'll fly now that we have a dog, and really low. Sometimes I really wonder what goes on in those little brains of theirs.
Also, I gained half a pound! I'm half a step closer to legitimate freedom!

-Unknown Athena

Is there such thing as too nice?

I think I can be too nice at times. Is that a bad thing? My mom keeps saying it's bad, but I disagree. Maybe in the position I'm in it is, but I like to be nice. If a friend doesn't have much to eat for lunch, I gladly give my snack to them. Or if they need help studying, I'll give up my lunch period to help them. Everytime I do something nice that involves food, there's always this slight guilt feeling that keeps saying "You really needed the calories", and everytime I give, in a sense I loose because I'm "Giving up a chance to gain" as my nutritionist puts it. But really, I don't see the bad in helping others! Screw Darwinism, I like when everyone, not only the strongest, survive.

-Unknown Athena

P.S. I'm in school right now, so that's why I get to post right now. I'm so happy they didn't block blogspot!

Am I dreaming?

I think I'm loosing my mind, or have something wrong in my brain. I called, I e-mailed, I looked it up; and I'm not. I FREAKING WON SOMETHING! How is it possible? How is this not a scam?! Media class (so far) has been all about this stuff! Yet this time, it's real! I got some jewelry from JC (Juicy Couture), it says, and I need to fill out all these form-things. My life used to be in ruins, and now it's growing like a tree! (Photo from www.netstate.com)
And I have Japanese in a few minutes. Who can be depressed with great things like this?

-Unknown Athena

Question: What things in life make you really happy?

What Goes Around Comes Around...

This reminds me so much of last week's English class at school. My teacher asked us, "What really annoys you?" At first I answered the usual stuff, like arrogant people, judgmental people, homelessness, animal cruelty, etc. But now, I have a new one; people going to NYC when they are supposed to have an appointment with you. Grr. Moo. Ribbit. Meow. Bark. Waiting for half an hour just to realize the person you "need" (trust me, I could go without my therapist) isn't there is not my idea of fun. I'd rather eat full-fat ice cream of something!!! Actually I like ice cream, even if I get into my anorexic mind-set after, so maybe more like I'd rather work as a collage math teacher (I'm terrible at math. I have no idea how I got into advanced math)! Now, when that dumb therapist finds a time to "pencil me in", I'm too P/O'd to care. :|

-Unknown Athena

P.S. What annoys you most?

How do you handle it?

Besides recovering from anorexia, I'm also recovering from depression. Some people say that anorexia and depression go hand-in-hand, but I don't get that. It sounds like a terrible marriage to me!! Last night I had a "depression attack" I like to call it. It's when everything is fine until one thing upsets you and you take that sadness to a whole new level. When I had a depression attack, I slept, and stupidly skipped the Ensure. And when you have a huge headache to go with it, life does not feel great; so I stayed home from school today. I brushed my new family member, Delilah, finished my math project, and am now updating le blog. Delilah's the cutest, craziest little pup on the planet; to me. She's a little over a year old (her birthday's in November), and we got her over February break. I swear she's better at keeping down depression than my anti-depressions (which FYI, don't work!). Dogs just do that to you, I guess. They can be a pain in the boot, but they automatically become the love of your life! My mom keeps saying having a dog's like having a baby. Obviously, I can't relate to that (I'm only 13!!), but I love the unconditional love Delilah gives. She even loves my twin brother! How is that possible?!

-Unknown Athena

P.S. If you have "depression-attacks", how do you handle them?

Oh... It's you. Hey there, Ensure...

The one worst thing about gaining weight; Ensure, especially Ensure Plus. If you don't know what Ensure is (and be happy you DON'T have to take it), it's this smoothie-imitation that has a (fill in the blank)-load of vitamins, minerals, and my "good old friend" calories. My favorite flavor is probably vanilla, because the chocolate... It'll never taste like the real thing. And if you ever have to take this terrible excuse for a shake, don't try the strawberry. Supposedly it tastes like pepto-bismle (which I probably spelled SERIOUSLY wrong, but hey, we all have imperfections, right?), and I don't think downing 8 ounces of it would be a joy-ride. So take it from me, don't try this stuff.
Today I got a haircut, which was okay, if you like waiting for an hour to actually sit in the seat :|. Then I went home to cook some dinner; chicken stir-fry with Jasmine rice. My only real fear in the yummy dish was the fact that I added some sesame oil at the end to up the flavor. At first I was thinking of not eating it, but I remembered that isn't an option (thanks, mom), and I like rice. And DBT and CBT. I can't remember what they mean but it was some process in the hospital we [the patients] learned so we can work out problems. Thank the Gods that I'm free from it all! Actually, no, I'm not free. Yet :)

-Unknown Athena

I'm not a God... But I was at some point...

If I said my name, I'd die of embarrassment. So for now, I shall call myself Athena, after the Greek god of wisdom. She's like my ancient role-model; until I screwed up and became anorexic. After around 3 weeks in recovery, and 2 months in the "outside world" I still have the anorexic mindset lingering. So here I am, sharing my life with you, as I regain myself as the Unknown Athena.