Just got of the hospital! Spent three days in the loony bin because I was depressed and felt suicidal. Ow. When the nurse came in with the happy pills, she would stand there until I took them. I would hide the pills under my tongue and flush them down the toilet when she left. Otherwise, I would have been in a zombiatic state too long to realise what they were doing to me. Not taking medication kept me sane. So now, I have happy pills that I don't take because I can't afford to be in a dreamy state. An antipsychotic and antidepressant. Sorry mom and dad, that was a waste of your money.

Anyhow, I am now behind in my classwork and stuff...Yeah... and I have to make it to swimming practice and band practice. I am a little too hyper.