Wow, it's been over a month already.
I went to another All Time Low concert on November 1st (that was the second time I've been to a concert by them). It was AMAZING!!! At the end I got my hands ALL over Alex's legs :P. This girl in front of me got to feel his biceps, but I got closer to his ass. XD
Yeah, yeah, I know I sound like a crazed stalker. You try going to a concert for your favourite band and then getting to touch the singer, then you'll understand. <3
I'm writing a paper on Mental Health, that I'm gonna see if I can hand in to my science teacher for Extra Credit, but I doubt it because he has a set list of extra credit items that you can hand in. But I'm gonna try.

I went to breakfast this morning with my family. It was fun, but all I could think about was whether or not I would throw it up afterwards. I didn't, but I wanted to. I've wanted to throw up everything I've eaten for the past at least 2 or 3 weeks. I like food too much to not eat, I like junk food too much to eat healthy food exclusively, and I do NOT have the right body type to just suddenly start working out 2+ hours a day. So throwing up sounds reasonable. Those blueberry pancakes, bacon, eggs and hash browns, or the Wendy's from last night, or the cherry pie/turkey/etc. from Thanksgiving, wouldn't have cost me any unwanted calories. It's tough. I was Anorexic for a while, too.. everybody got on me about (not)eating. I was tired of it, I just wanted people to leave me alone and let me make my own choices.
I went to a doctor's appointment on the 21st for compulsive cutting, suicidal thoughts, and a mild eating disorder, and the doctor scheduled me an appointment for the 29th as well as giving my mother a number for Crittenton hospital and me a prescription for Prozac, and told my mom to start me on therapy. Sigh.


NOTE: THIS POST WAS WRITTEN ON NOVEMBER 23rd AND HASN'T BEEN POSTED UNTIL NOW. WE APOLOGIZE FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE.