So last night I was over at a friends house, to watch the Walking Dead, and his dog jumped on my tummy. I thought it was fine until I started bleeding...I came home, took a shower, and ask Joan what to do. I ended up having to go to the hospital, and they said I had a "Threatened Miscarriage." It was VERY scary to think that I haven't even had the chance to get to know this little life in me, and I could lose it already. Turns out everything was okay. Stress was a main cause, it just didnt'...

Yep. According to my boyfriend's sister, we're both just losers with no lives who don't know how to grow up. Why are we losers with no lives? Because we're going to an anime convention together, and apparently anyone who goes to a convention is a loser with no life.

Why does going to a convention to have fun make us losers? We became official boyfriend and girlfriend at last year's convention, so it's already something special for us. The stereotypes about anime conventions...

Three doses. Three doses of pills were added to my collection. I haven't done that in quite a long time.

I don't even feel suicidal. I've felt down. But not suicidal.

So why the hell am I still storing pills? What the hell is this?