And this is how it works: I come home from school and I go straight to the computer. I hit up myspace for a while, forget about my homework, and pretend I don't notice that growling in my stomach that says that at any minute now, it's going to start digesting itself. I pretend I don't notice that he's been being different lately. Nicer, perhaps, but perhaps even crueler, depending on how you look at it. I pretend I don't notice that I'm not okay. I don't mean okay as in feeling okay, because I'm not, and I can't pretend that. I've been dizzy and light-headed and oh-so-tired lately. Lack of calories = lack of energy = lack of being able to pay attention. I mean that I pretend I don't notice that there's something wrong here. Because there isn't. Is there?