Bad news and good news that's bad news if you think about it. 1. Bad news. We had this school sponsored event Friday, and I wrote an entry in my LifeJournal totally cutting it down and talking about how stupid and pointless it was. The post caused alot of controversy and somehow it got around school. Of course, they read my other posts, too- I had tons of allusions to drinking, taking pills, and cutting [plus I make like at least sexual innuendos a post]. So apparently, my LJ's been spreading around my private school like wildfire because, well, the stuff I wrote about was very shocking to my prep school of 400 kids. But anyways, now the counselor knows that something's up, and I will have to go talk to her soon. My peer advisor reassured me that I'm "not in trouble or anything" which just spells out danger all by its self. I've been through this before. I know what "you're not in trouble" means. It means you didn't do anything against the rules but you're totally fucked up in the head and we're afraid of you here. It's incredible, isn't it? I don't think I'll ever be able to leave me past behind. I do drink, I do take pills, I do cut, but I don't see how any of this is the schools concern. I am not "corrupting" the minds of the kids there; it's not like I'm passing out the URL to my livejournal just so people can read all about how I got taken out of school one day because I OD'd. High school fucking gossip is getting me in trouble AGAIN. This exact same fucking thing happened last year, and now I'm going through it all over again. Does the madness ever end? 2. Good news that can be taken as bad news: I got hooked up with some pot. I can't get it until Friday. One of my friends talked to a dealer at our school and the dealer said he could get us an eigth by thursday for $28. I have to wait 2 more days. That's the bad news. More bad news is, what if he doens't come through? Anyways, my friend pulled me over to this guy and was like "Will, this is Catherine". Then she turns to me and says, "this is the guy who told me about hunter [the dealer]." and will and I both are like *blank stare* because we both already knew each other, and in that moment he knew that i smoked pot and i knew that he smoked pot. it's kind of funny in a weird way.