This morning I felt pretty good. I was worried that I wouldn't because I drank for the first time and kind of got tipsy. It was more psychological, though. It was equal parts wine and water because the taste was so horrendous. I went outside and lied out on the driveway. It was really peaceful. I've always wanted liked that side of my house, how the trees partly cover up the sky but I can still see stars scintillating through. I can also see the moon, which is always unobstructed by trees. I went inside and banged into things, then I calmed down and made macaroni and cheese, even though my stomach was hurting from the wine.
My parents came home a bit later, at nine, and Mom watched television with me. My head was spinning and my stomach was feeling really gross. The whole thing was fun during, but afterwards it left a bad feeling. My parent's didn't suspect me because I always act drugged and depressed anyway.
I think, in the future, I'm going to smoke marijuana because it doesn't make your stomach hurt. Right? I'll have to do some research on it. Those thrity minutes of almost drunkeness were fun and made me sad/happy. I can't explain it well. Like, I forgot everything and just walked around the street and house. I didn't get any creative ideas, but I did fall asleep because of the absence of so much thinking. So that worked in my favor. I fell asleep and 11:30 and didn't wake up until 7:30. Nd today I feel fine. A bit mellow, a bit depressed, and a bit lost. This is normal, though.
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