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Well well well...
I got expelled from my school because I got drunk...and then I got sent to P.E.M.H.S (Psychiatric emergency mental health services) because I said I life wasn't worth living anymore since I am such a screw up and a disappointment...blah blah blah
but the deal is I don't remember saying that...
fuck that
It's my second time going there in a two week period...
Last time I went because I tried to OD on triple C's (48 of them) and I had been cutting so uncontrollably bad...oh yeah, and they arrested me before I went to P.E.M.H.S because I supposedly "attacked my mom" or something...and I told the officer (Only to get out of charges) that I wanted to kill myself, and before I got arrested, I took 32 triple C's because I wanted to OD again...and turns out I didn't OD, they had to take me to the emergency room and I had to drink this black shit called charcoal to make myself throw up and take all the pills out of me...
jesus h. christ...
My mom is trying to find a school for me to go to so I won't get into any trouble...
Today we went to go see the Dean of a Private School called Center Academy...12,000 a year, and it blows...she's also thinking of sending me to a Christian school...
I want to go to this place called P.A.R...It's a drug rehab place...It seemed really cool from how my friend Britney described it...but my mom doesn't want me to go to a school I actually want to go to since she's the devil in bitchy clothing...but oh well...
Now since I am not in school, I have to go to work with my mom everyday until she finds a school for me to go to...I think she wants me to go to a school in Sarasota, where she works, but I do not want that, and I can't remember why...
I need some drugs...
I got expelled from my school because I got drunk...and then I got sent to P.E.M.H.S (Psychiatric emergency mental health services) because I said I life wasn't worth living anymore since I am such a screw up and a disappointment...blah blah blah
but the deal is I don't remember saying that...
fuck that
It's my second time going there in a two week period...
Last time I went because I tried to OD on triple C's (48 of them) and I had been cutting so uncontrollably bad...oh yeah, and they arrested me before I went to P.E.M.H.S because I supposedly "attacked my mom" or something...and I told the officer (Only to get out of charges) that I wanted to kill myself, and before I got arrested, I took 32 triple C's because I wanted to OD again...and turns out I didn't OD, they had to take me to the emergency room and I had to drink this black shit called charcoal to make myself throw up and take all the pills out of me...
jesus h. christ...
My mom is trying to find a school for me to go to so I won't get into any trouble...
Today we went to go see the Dean of a Private School called Center Academy...12,000 a year, and it blows...she's also thinking of sending me to a Christian school...
I want to go to this place called P.A.R...It's a drug rehab place...It seemed really cool from how my friend Britney described it...but my mom doesn't want me to go to a school I actually want to go to since she's the devil in bitchy clothing...but oh well...
Now since I am not in school, I have to go to work with my mom everyday until she finds a school for me to go to...I think she wants me to go to a school in Sarasota, where she works, but I do not want that, and I can't remember why...
I need some drugs...