get up ons.

Last night I got slamer hammered.

I mixed wine coolers with gin and then the guy who lives upstairs (Melly) came down and smoked a j. with us. I was a mess. Nicole and I were the type of drunks that you can't stand (laughing at silly things, thanking John repeatedly for driving us, walking slowly.)

The show itself was pretty fun. The people were kinda snobby without any justification but whatever. I tried to start conversations with some girls outside but all they were interested in talking about was going to the Ale House. Everyone was dancing and having fun and despite the fact that I could barely stand, I danced too.

I am really quite torn about school right now. I could go to school all summer and do my honors, or I could not go to school.

I am too brain-dead to think. I haven't had any coffee today and I feel like garbage. I am bouncing back though. Sometimes talking to your parents is the best thing you can do. No matter what they'll always act like you are better than anyone else.

I go now.