in recent memory.

I'm way too excited to write about it now, but suffice it to say...

fuck this anorexia death bullshit!

I'm fucking recovering!

Ya heard!!!!

My professors rock, my friends rock, I love...*sigh* I'm loving life.

I can't wait to get my shit together. it's gonna be a process...but I'm gonna do it.

Sure, I still want to go to the hospital. but i also want to get well. Fuck sick.

FUCK YOU ANOREXIA! DIE ANA! NOW!

thank you.

we now return you to your regularly scheduled humdrum existence.