9.26.2001

I have to finish me and Jason's poster on the Norman Conquest. Damn mideval times!
I'm definatly talking to Duane tomorrow. I'm gonna get all my aggressions out and then try to get his true feelings for me out as well. Cause I can't take this anymore! If his stupid friends bother me at lunch again, I'm gonna fucking rip their heads off! I hate being mistreated.

I still can't eat. I don't know why. I can only eat snacks and not meals. I hope this is a good thing. Cause it really sucks not being able to eat dinner. I hate to see myself at Thanksgiving. o_0;;;;

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