My friend is in the hospital. He tried to commit suicide. I dont really know how to responde apart from fear and panic and worry. There seems to be a lot of that going around for me... I dont know what i'd do if i lost him... I couldnt handle Bobby, what if it were someone i'm close to? He's in an institution right now... I wish i could just call him. Make sure he's okay... Talk to him. So he knows that I care... I miss him.
Cheerleading tryouts: Day 1. I think i did shit. My toe-touch sucks and seemingly everytime it mattered I messed up. I'm going to go work on it now...
I kind of want to die. I'm (according to the doctors, though fully clothed) 140 pounds. 138 minus shoes. 136ish minus clothes. Still way fat. Last January i was 127. I want to cry. I will get skinny. Even if it kills me...
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