So I finally went through the little bit of the script that the good people from acfm sent me, and I think I have it down and memorized now. I have a lot of nervous energy right now. I've been going through a lot of things that I have collected over time about Polly Williams, I re-read her blog, watched THIN all over again, read my copy of the THIN hardcover book and have been on the national association for eating disorder's page a lot recently. I don't know. I've been thinking about a lot.
I figure there are some things I feel I need to do in order to feel like I'm doing my share and really living. I guess I'm afraid to make a list of exactly what those things are yet because it would feel so final...like staring the meaning of my life there in black and right. And I've always been a rainbow, splashes of colors, and graffiti kind of girl anyway. With my mom's help, I think I may be enrolled to take classes at lsue this upcoming spring semester. I really miss Mr. Mouton. I started writing him a long myspace message to tell him that his band is great and that I miss him and how I'm scared about my future and how much I could use some solid advice from someone like him who I really look up to. I have to keep reminding myself how weird that would be though, and that I'm not as important to him as he is to me...in fact, he may not even remember me. Why am I so attatched anyway? I figure it's me pushing the role of father figure onto him or something. I just wish  weren't so predictable sometimes.