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[kellithsneezed]

Okay, so I know that all of you guys think that I'm anorexic. Well, I'm most definatley and honestly not. If I were anorexic, I'd probably be the worst one in the world with the way that I do eat. I eat nice and healthy during the day with no junk but then I get home and eat like a whole carton of ice cream. I told my mom food was my comfort (which it is) and so she's trying to get me to stop emotionally eating, yet she just keeps going out and buying more crap. I don't eat because I'm hungry, I eat because it's there. Just please don't comment and be all, "oh that never crossed my mind" (about me being "anorexic") cuz I know that's what you all were thinking. I don't blame you though, that's what it sounded like. My mom can't make up her mind whether she thinks I'm anorexic or bulimic. It's kind of funny actually. Today she brought me a salad so I didn't have to eat pizza at dance today. How nice. I went to get it and she's asking me all of these questions about if I ate or not and what I ate and crap like that. Grrrr... ya know? Also, she was away this past weekend and when she got home she was all, "have you been taking care of yourself? You didn't throw up did you? What did you eat?" and it's just too much!

Homecoming on Saturday. I'm officially going. And no, not with a date or anything. Psh. Yeah right.

Peace easy.

Please don't be too hard on me about not explaining exactly what my entries have been about lately. It's kinda private. I put it in my journals cuz I like to write it all down. I'd just write in a diary but that makes my hand cramp up. Much more fun to type. Hoo-rah for codewords. Just please don't go on worrying about me cuz you still think I'm anorexic. Trust me, I'm not.