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Hey all! Currently in in school working on an English research project. I just finished the things I had to do, but now there's nothing else I need to do here! I gave out a lot of gifts today, and my friends are really happy. One of them was tearing up, which made me tear up. Don't you love the feeling when someone is genuinely happy with what you did? I've just experianced another first, and it feels really sweet! Last night I stayed up untill 11:30 pm making snickerdoodles and cards for my friends. My really good friends got scarves and hats that I made them, and now they're wearing them around school! :) I'm so happy beyond belief! And it's almost Christmas. Last Christmas I was in the hospital, which sucked arse. But this year, that's not going to happen. I will stay strong and fight the ED! For Christmas I'm going to see my dad's family (he's the Christian one, my mom's Jewish), which will be interesting. Some of them I haven't seen in over two years. Two freaking years! I miss them a lot. I can't wait to see them! Oh, and happy 3rd night of Hannukah to those who celebrate :) My family finished the latkes me and my mom made last night; they were really good! We baked them instead of frying them, so they're way less fattening ^___^.

If I don't write until after Christmas, I hope you all have a wonderful holiday and a wonderful New Year!

-Unknown Athena

El gasp... I haven't written in a while...

... So, fellow web-surfers...

Hey. What's up?...

Happy Fourth of July!

I know, I haven't written in like, 2 weeks, but hey, I'm back, for now. I'm going to camp on July... Something-th. Maybe the 24th, but seriously, I have no freaking idea. I still haven't been "cleared" for camp, but hopefully tomorrow I am when I go back to the doctors. The stupid doctor-lady was all like, "I want to see your weight go up before I let you go to camp", and in my head I was like, "Well sucks for you I'm going to camp no matter what the hell you throw at me". Legit. If she threw a dead fish at me I'd still go... Or I'd attack her... And probably get injected with Ativan by the cops...

Today shouldn't be a day for getting drunk, having barbeques and scaring Delilah (my dog) with firecrackers and fireworks. It really was the day we declared our independence from Great Britain, or so everyone says so. It was actually declared on the 2nd, and supposedly it was actually signed on August 2nd, 1776. See how our history is messed up? We lie! Alright, maybe there were actual reasons why we don't have Independence Day on the 2nd of July, but for right now I'm disregarding that.

On a brighter note, I walked Delilah with my mom on the path on the River. The sun was nice, there were lots of dogs, and people, oh, and a dead fish, random but true. And, even better, I was stalking a wind-surfer. Just kidding I was just taking pictures 'cause I was really tired and bored after awhile.

Happy 4th *cough cough 2nd* of July! Don't get too drunk!
-Unknown Athena

OMG, please kill meh now (not legit)

My mom, wants, me, in, the, hospital. I want to kill somebody, or something. Whatever. It's Passover, a holiday that I like, and can see my family. But no, she wants me gone. Damn. It. All. To. Hell. I'm not depressed anymore, and I've been eating like crazy the past three days. My breakfast must have been at least 800 calories or something. No more tea for me, I'm drinking hot cocoa. Yummy hot cocoa. My dad helped me write out a plan to turn it around on the phone this morning, so I have a smidgen of a chance that I'll be at my house for the Passover sader. (Yeah, I have no clue how to spell that...) How can I win this??

-Unknown Athena

I'm so scared, please help

I come home from a fun, happy sleepover. To what, you may ask? My mom on the phone, with my therapist, talking about possibly admitting me back; to the hospital. I think I may kill someone. Not literally, but you know what I mean. She then called my nutritionist, and talked for awhile. And since I was sad and knew I need to gain, I ate half a box of Trefoils and some hot cocoa. Maybe that was a bad idea, because now my mom thinks I'm going to be bulimic or something. But like I would throw up! That's so nasty. Just because your body does it, it's fine, but if you make yourself; that's nasty. And it can disintegrate your uvula, and decay your teeth. Yeah, that's gross. Don't do it, I've seem my fair share of pictures on the web. So can you help me? I'm going to have a "conference" (most likely them discussing me getting in while I cry or something stupid) on Monday. How do I gain so much weight without it looking suspicious?!

-Unknown Athena

I feel so filled up with do-gooderness!

'Kay, so as you can tell by the header, I feel like a total do-gooder; like a girl scout. Heck, I am a girl scout (legit). Today me and my troop went to a children hospital to do some crafts with them. It was more like a rehabilitation hospital, but I think they also had a "normal" hospital part. We got to meet some of the kids and help them make self-portraits to use on a changeable family tree. The girl I worked with was really sweet. She was only 2 grades below me (she's a 6th grader), and really nice. When she said she was getting discharged on Wednesday, I felt an electric shock of memory go up my spine. It reminded me of when I heard I was getting discharged at the hospital. It just makes you so happy and anxious that you just want to scream at the world, "I'M GETTING DISCHARGED! HOORAY!" Of course I didn't tell her that I knew the feeling, but in a wierd way I kinda wanted to. Anyways, I just wish I could've stayed longer. It made me feel so good and happy to make their day (well, maybe not all of them seemed like we did, but some of them), I think more people should do things like that. Don't you think so?

-Unknown Athena

Question: What thing have you done for someone that made you feel good?