Life hates me.
I got down to my low weight. 4 lbs down total. Then I ate maybe 800 cal and went to a party where I danced for three hours. I drank a bunch of water because thirst. I weighed yesterday morning: 3 lbs up. Go to meet with my advisor, she told me she doesn't want me in her lab any more and I can either try to get into a different lab or leave with my masters. She picked apart everything I have done in the past year and basically told me it was nothing and I wasn't worth the money she spent sponsoring me.
I don't know what I weigh. I don't care. I haven't eaten much. I have been drinking. I hate life right now. I have to find a new lab and hope it works out.
Sam: I'm studying chemical engineering. I would write a more interesting response but not in a good mood right now. Here's a smiley to make up for it :)