You were only waiting for this moment to arrive...

... Not really. Falling on my face in the middle of a semi-crowded hallway is not something I really was waiting for. So yeah, I fell on my face. Like a baby. Why? My shoes. My stupid, skater-looking DC's are the ones to blame. More specifically, the laces. They're like, as long as my height, completely unlaced. Even when they're tied, they still drag along at least a foot or so. There were a bunch of Juniors and Seniors in the hall because they had second lunch, so that was pretty embarrassing. Luckily one of the girls in Art Club came over and helped me up. She's really nice, that girl. She's that kind of person that you could never hate because she seems so pure. Not many people like that exist, sadly, and I am not one of them. Not saying that I'm a mean person, I'm just not that obvious.

My knees are still sore, and they look like they're starting to bruise. During study hall, which was the next period, I cut my laces super-short and tied the ends together, because one of my friends freaked out. "No! Not the aglets!" He said. I don't remember how to spell "aglets", but that's how it sounds. It's that little plastic seal at the ends of shoe laces. Well, they went bye-bye! HAHA!

-Unknown Athena

P.S. My inspiration for the title was Blackbird, if you couldn't tell >.< Yay Beatles! I love them so much!

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?).

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?

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.