Got totally drunk 2 days ago, have been throwing up ever since then, but today, finally feeling better, I can EAT! And finally sleep without the whole world spinning. Which is good, my mom was starting to think I was pregnant, ha, I’m 16, no thanks. I rather spend my time getting drunk and getting high. When it comes to drinking the first few sips are horrible, but as I get use to it, I start to slam them back. I finished a 6 pack in 2 hours. I would have been even more drunk if I wouldn’t have ran out of beer. Today my mom saw the new scars on my arm, she told me she was going to take me to the mental hospital we have here. Like that’s going to change the way I feel. School starts this Wednesday, don’t want to go back. I don’t see the point, I failed the first semester anyways. I’m not going to get my credits this year, so why bother.