So as you might of all guessed from my various posts about not sleeping for 48 hours, not going to bed until 4pm, yadda yadda, I started partying again. Not nearly as bad as I used to be, but still, it's bad enough. At first I thought it was going to be good fun, like the old times...but it's not. Either I'm just out of practice or I'm just getting older, but I just can't do it anymore like I used to. It's a good thing too I guess. I don't know, I'd rather have my sleep now, be able to talk normally and not feel sketched out. Last weekend (Saturday) I partied with Andrea, took some E and it was fun for a little bit, but then it just got sketchy. 5 Tylenol PMs couldn't even knock me out.
I don't know why I'm posting this, I guess it's just to talk to somebody, because I can't talk to any of my friends here about that stuff. It's a good thing that Andrea and I aren't together anymore I guess, because I won't be doing any of that crap anymore. I honestly think I'm done for good. It's just not worth it anymore. So, thanks for listening
