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FFFFFFFFFFFF I shouldn't be this happy about punching someone in the face. :/ Ah, yeah, it finally happened: my inner-Leonard made a cameo while I was hanging out with Joey and Terra. :/

You see, Joey and Terra like to get drunk off their asses and do stupid things. I myself am attempting not to do stupid things since it royaly screwed me with the only person I ever cared about. Ah, but anyway, Joey was throwing s**t at cars and Terra was just wobbling around drunkenly and I was just there apologizing to people passing by. Finally, I just decided we should just head to the woods where we won't get arrested for public intoxication. -______-

So we head out there and Joey somehow has more alcohol on him that he's chugging away at. Then he holds out the bottle to me and asks if I want any. I tell him no. He gives me this look and says, "Damn Nat, you haven't been the same since you met that one dude in October." I ask him what he means and he's like, "Well, you don't wanna drink, you don't wanna smoke pot, you don't wanna trash s**t...it's like you're not you. That douche changed you, man. I kinda hate him."

Here's a small note before I go on: I've been a tad sensitive these past few days. The slightest little remark about me or my friends was gonna set me over the edge. Unfortunately, it was poor drunken Joey who started it up. Back to the story...

Joey puts the bottle to his lips and I punch him kinda in the lower jaw, kinda in the neck. :/ And for some reason, he bites on the bottle and it breaks in his mouth. That or I somehow broke it with the punch. So he has pieces of glass in his mouth and they're cutting up his tongue and the dumbass swallows some smaller shards. Terra is freaking out and I just pick up her cell phone, call 911, tell them where we're at, and come home. And here I am writing up the story.

I am not proud of what I did, but I feel so much better. Joey should be fine. He was spitting out glass as I left and cursing me to hell at the top of his lungs so he's fine. Just drunk and stupid. I'll apologize to him when he's sober.

*shrugs* So this is what I do when I'm pissed at myself and hold it in for too long, people get punched in the face and swallow broken glass. I need to learn better control. :/

EDIT: Jesus Christ, I have the worst timing ever. -_____- I don't need you giving signs, God, I'll say what I wanna say when I wanna say it. >:/ So chill. By the way, stop with all these nightmares already!! Dx Jeez.