alright. i dont know what you've heard about what happened to me, or whose told you what, but i dont want rumors started, so im going to tell you what happened to me.
okay. so, tuesday afternoon, i was supposed to go and see a counselor that i really didnt want to see. but of course, i was forced to. and that really ticked me off. and then when i was talking to michael, he got mad at me, and that upset me too.and i dont know if david michael just wasnt answering his phone, or if his phone was dead, buti couldnt get in touch with him. and all the little things that have been happening lately, they started to get to me, it seemed like everything was falling down around me, and i didnt think i could handle it anymore. so i took some of my moms prescription pills, a bottle of advil, and a bottle of ibuprofen. and i just started popping pills until i ran out of water. i felt okay, so i didnt do anything about it. and i put all the pills into my purse. so, the next day, i brought the pills to school with me, and started popping some more at break. and by lunch, when i went to first with lindsay. i bent over the table to give brady a hug, and i almost fell. and thank god, i have amazing friends, aaronn walked me back to my class, and i sat there for a few minutes and the principal came to get me, and said that somebody had told her i had pills with me and had seen me taking them at break. so i guess lindsay told her. so i got suspended again. until the end of the semester. then, we went to my doctor, and he said i needed to go to the hospital, and thats where ive been the last five days, and im SO happy to be home again. that place was a hell hole. there were people there that tried to kill themselves. some were there for small things like fighting, and some for big things, like my roomie, she drove her moms car off a 100 foot bank. but i see that what i did was incredibly stupid, and never again will i attempt suicide. they taught me ways to handle it, and they told me i was depressed, and theyre giving me depression medicine, but im not depressed, and my mom said shes not gonna fill the thing out to get it filled, so whatever. im done. thats the story. anything else you heard, forget it.