ANOREXIA

I have been inspired by my friend, Sam, whom everyone (anyone?!) has heard of by now.

The last time I read her blog, which is actually now, I heard her confession about how she is facinated with weird medical things. if you read it you may have also heard about ectrodactyly. I did a paper on it and her. if i had any fans who would want to read it, I might consider posting it. Of course, I would talk to Sam first.
Now, my weird medical confession is that I am obsessed with eating disorders. Personally, i like to consider myself more informed than the average teenage girl. (Only one percent of anorexics are men. That's why I'm not saying teenagers or people or whatever.)

I chose to do a project on anorexia last year. We all had to do a reasearch project on a disease. I happen to be the only one I saw being hassled about her choice. And this year my Girl Scout troop (yeah, Girl Scouts. I may be a teenager but I'm doing a hell of alot more for anyone than you are, sitting at your computer. So don't make fun of me. I can win a scholarship for sticking this through for TEN YEARS while you working double shifts at the coffee shop to pay back your folks.) is doing a Girl Scout rite of passage known as the Silver Award. We have to do something for the community and we chose to do a Health Expo. I am exposing the health risks of, you guessed it, ANOREXIA.

It weirder thn that. Last year the guidance counselor (who was actually a huge bitch, but she's off with her mutant spawn this year, so it's cool) called her to her offica and started ripping into me, asking me why I never eat lunch at school. I bat you a million bucks she expected me to lose my cool and admit to her about my struggle. I assure you, I have no struggle. I gave her perfectly reasonable explanations and promised her that I always eat when I get home. This is true.

And this year, too. I don't eat lunch at school becuase of my ridiculous schedule. Some days my lunch is at 10:30 in the morning and I'm not even hungry, or my lunch is like an hour before school ends and I'd do better just going home and making a sandwich with actual FOOD. But a couple of times my Social Studies teacher, who also does lunch duty everyday...Maybe a script will be better.

Mr. Woolsey: Kim, why aren't you eating?

Kim: Not hungry.

Mr. Woolsey: You don't THINK that, but you really are, right?

Kim: No. I have a stomach ache. (in my defense, my cafeteria smells repulsive.)

Mr. Woolsey: *Shakes head and walks away*

Then, the day before we went off for Thanksgiving break... I was in Social Studies with my epical and most favoritist--neck and neck with my science teacher, the man of no homework--Mr. Woolsey. I mentioned to one of my friends (Tara, who came up with the name "Kimja.") that I wouldn't be eating that day because I was going to save more room for Thanksgiving. Yeah, he heard. To make things a little worse, he gave me a whole speech on how anorexia actually makes you fatter as he was passing back tests to the whole class.

If I was a bad kid I would have said that you slim right down after yo break that first layer of fat and when you're anorexic you get amenorrhea (the loss of your period) and that's always good. But unfortunately I was cursed with this syndrome that makes me thirst for good attention. And adult conversation, with adults, and to be seen as an adult that can just pull off the looks you can't. And it makes me a good kid who knows when to talk and when to shut up. Grrrrr.

the other day i was hanging out with the most epical English teacher and sub EVER, Mr. B (who you will come to know very well if SubFinder continues to make him be in my classes) during lunch where--schock--I wasn't eating. My friend Olivia shoved a chip in my mouth and he asked why I wasn't eating.

this coming from the man who, last year, read 5 notebooks filled with my angst, prose, and poetry, hung out with me at recess every other day, for a period every day and in the mornings when I was dropped off. But whatever. Just a shocker.

So that's my experience with the only eating disorder that holds my attention, anorexia. And it's my weird medical facination.

Oh, yeah, I'm also obsessed with the book, Wintergirls.