Here It Is.

Hey. I feel kinda bad. 

So I'm blogging about it. 

I don't know why I decided to blog about it, but I guess I need an output. 

Here It Is Part 1: I don't know what to think.

It's like I can't think enough. I can't make descisions, I can't focus, I can't fix things, I don't even feel like coloring... I don't feel like myself lately at all. 

I'm all run-down and tired all the time now, ever since Monday. I threw up at school twice today, I almost cried for no reason, I felt like I was going to pass out, I fell asleep in class for the first time ever, and I never want to eat anymore.. I'm a mess. 

Here It Is Part 2: I hate eating now. 

Ever since Monday, I hate eating. I wish I didn't have to do it, and I know how ungrateful that sounds, but I just don't feel good after I eat. Nothing tastes good, not even Fruit Roll-Ups, and those are my favorite. I just want to get better.

Here It Is Part 3: I need some fun.

Summer is almost here and it's the end of the school year and usually I would be having the time of my life. But I'm stuck in bed with my stomach killing me, exerting all my energy to not throwing up. Which is not fun. I need my friends, I need some games, and I need to be doing anything but lay here.

Here It Is Part 4: Number 15.

He makes me smile when I'm sad. (Even if he doesn't know I'm sad. Or that I've smiled.)

Here it is Part 5: A kid.

There is this kid (hence, the title). He's funny, and he makes me smile (hence, Here It Is Part 4). I think he might like me (hence, his blog). I don't know what I feel (hence, my blog). We need to hang out more (I can't think of a "hence" for this one).

And therefore, I feel bad. I can't tell him anything cause I'm unsure about everything. Maybe when I'm less sick, I'll be able to think clearly. 

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I guess blogging is for people who hold everything in, hm?