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So, something is wrong with me ( Read more... )

Well... Christmas was not quite what I expected ( Read more... )

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So, I think I've come to the conclusion that my body is way too weak to be meant to handle harder drugs. The other night I had ANOTHER bad night on shrooms- it was exactly like the last time. I thought I would be mentally stable this time but I guess I have some underlying trauma that I haven't acknowledged. I never seem to fucking learn my lesson ( Read more... )

( By the way, this entry is cut. It is cut for the purpose that it contains drugs and REALLY stupid decisions, which I already know about. So, if you're like, a preachy )

So, I am raving tonight.
I am going to Sacramento at around 5 and coming back at around 5.
I am so excited I could be on ecstacy. Which is actually not an impossibility, seeing as I am going to a shady rave.
I am ecstatic. I need to go find some glowsticks and a camera.
Viva la experimental youth.

So, I realize that if you stay up on two Fruppachinos, sleep for a half hour from 6:00-6:30 AM, go to school, have a triple shot espresso 20oz caffe mocha, and take another 1/2 hour nap from 4:30-5:30, and repeat the process, you'll be pretty amped and fine ( Read more... )

OK- so this isn't the greatest day for Sydney over the most ridiculous shit in the world ( Read more... )

Um- strangest movie ever. I saw "Spun," and was pleasantly surprised when I saw that Patrick Fugit was in it. I mean, not at his most attractive state. He was sort of a methanphetamine addict. Actually, every character in that movie was. Unfortunately, he didn't win most attractive man of the year in this role, if you don't believe me look at this ( Read more... )