I'm a mess

I just pawned my guitar so I could go to a concert tonight. Now I'm waiting for my friend to text me and tell me when he's coming to pick me up, hoping that he doesn't screw me over.
And mainly hoping that the tickets won't be sold out when I get there, though that seems unlikely. But still, I'm panicking. That's just what I do.

I'm extremely hungry, but I can't eat. The thought of burning all those calories tonight makes me not want to put a single thing in my mouth. But the fear of possibly passing out isn't too cool.
On top of all this, I'm extremely tired like I usually am after school. It's like 4:40. Ugh! I can't sleep because I'm afraid I'll miss texts and stuff. The show doesn't end until 2 so there's a good chance that I'll be up for the next 24-hours. One does not simply go to bet at 3 and wake up at 5:40. I'm already planning on buying a few Monsters on my way to school in the morning.

But I felt rather skinny today so I took a picture of my progress:

-Cassie Ana