Sympathy for the martyr.

Jan 26, 2005 11:45

Yesterday I took the SATs. I honestly have no idea how well I did. I could've bombed them; I could've done fantastically. I was very confident, but that, of course, could blow up in my face. The SATs consumed my entire day, except for Rec Arts, when I got caught smoking in the bathroom-- third time. I will probably be getting ISS. I don't really care. I didn't go to school today. I kept having this nightmare that I was getting into a car accident. I woke up screaming about four times.

Last night was fun though. Cat was over, of course, and we had fun for quite a bit. Then Max called and he came over with Adrienne. We went to the liquor store three times. We were all pretty drunk. Pictures were taken. We spiked Max's hair and he looked so damn cute! Adrienne happens to be really cool. We should totally do that again sometime.

After everyone left, I took my Seroquel and I was so fucked up-- not in a good way. It must've been the combination of the medication and the alcohol. But yeah, I couldn't keep my eyes open. They wouldn't focus on anything. I was stumbling around. Eventually, I passed out in my bed with all my clothes on.

I have to go to therapy soon. After that, rehab. Fun fun day.

Happy two months, baby. :]
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