I CAN'T FEEL MY FACE went to the dentist and got a huge shot of Septical *gnaws on cheek* So on Friday, I actually got drunk while still in school. It was 2nd period and the class was unbelievably boring and I just happened to have a water bottle of chocolate liquor in my bag so... I got drunk in the middle of class. It was so weird. I reeked. But it made the massacre at wounded knee so much more interesting. Then I skived off class for the first time this year. I think I skipped half an hour of science in october or something, but that was on accident. [it's a long stupid story] Anyway, last Friday I had to go to the counselors office [again]. It was weird, because I didn't do anything to get myself in trouble this time. Someone else actually did something to me so that's why I was there with the counselor and the principal. And even though I knew I wasn't in trouble or anything, I was still visibly shaking. I don't know why, but ever since last February, when I got called to the counselors office for cutting, I've just been really nervous around counselors. I had a cut on my ankle too, and I was just freaking out about everything. So I haven't cut much in a long time, I do one on my ankle from time-to-time, but I don't feel the urge to just slice-and-dice up my arms anymore, which is a good thing, I think. Except now, when things get a little upsetting, instead of resorting to blender blades I turn to the nearest drug dealer. Which, is not so much of a trade-off in my opinion.