I had a whole list of entries I wanted to finally type up, but I didn't. I do not want to anymore, but I'll write in here anyway because they say I need discipline. I am a bit tipsy, bought a few drinks at the mexican restaurant and flirted with the bartender with the ear spacers. That was nice, getting my period midway my supper date with vero and emilie was not. I went home because the cramps were unbearable. I took an extra strength advil, and Ryan yelled because I was not exactly sober. That is how his mother commited suicide and I am behaving very irresponsibly, was his argument. I hate how uses this incident to exaggerate a current situation. I was not being very sympathetic, and I went to bed but couldn't sleep, and now I am here and he is playing video games.