I feel sooo sick. I tried practicing guitar but my hands just would not make chords correctly without immense pain. Even on the piano my fingers would only reach an octave apart and that's without any funky chords. I can't eat at this point. Last night my roommate tried to get me to eat a hamburger and I really tried, but I had like four bites. Today I kept trying to eat. Got an apple, ate half of it, then hear this little voice in my head say "stop eating that, you waste of space!" Even just walking into the kitchen is like "are you seriously getting more food, you needy *****?!" Couldn't even drop off my book at the library today because I felt like passing out before getting to the stairs.

But on the bright side, since I haven't been talking to anyone from my family my anger has been splendiforic.