On Thursday, I went out for dinner with my stepmom. She's a lovely woman, but lately she broke up with my father, with whom she's been for almost 15 years. I don't judge her for that, though it's very pitiful for my father. To remain contact, I see my stepmom once a month. We usually go to a play together, because she's just as interested in theatre as I am.
We went to Manna, a fancy restaurant with delicious meals. When I see my stepmom we always talk about my father. He's very lonely these days, and my stepmom feels bad for him so she wanted to know how he's doing. We sat at Manna's for almost three hours. Then we went to the theatre for a play, based on Freule Julie by Swedish author August Strindberg. I really enjoyed myself.
Afterwards, me and my friends went to a party. I decided not to drink too much, because I had to go to school the next morning. But of course I couldn't control myself and I ended up being rather tipsy. A friend of my kissed two different boys that evening, at least, she says so. A lot of my friends have trouble believing the things she says. So do I. She is insecure, and because of that she lies quite often. But if it is the truth, I hope those boys gave her the confidence she needed.
The next morning I was H-U-N-G-O-V-E-R. I'd have only 3 hours of sleep and almost 2 bottles of wine, By myself. And that was noticeable...
Lots of Love,
Silverweed
On Friday I wanted to bake a spacecake with some friends. And so we did. I had classes 'till 17.oo, but after that we went to the shop to get the green grass. We bought a cake mix and then we headed for my home. My mom, stepdad and younger brother were at home, but they were already aware of our plans. My mom used to do a lot of drugs herself when whe was my age, so we could just do as we pleased. My friends (six in total) made ourselves spaghetti with sauce, and then we baked the cake of magic. It was easier than we thought it would be. Despite of that, we burnt the cake. It was really not my fault, but it was still eatable. We all took one slice. Then we had to wait for almost one hour. Suddenly the weed kicked in. I started giggling, like always, and I couldn't talk properly. My leg started shivering. I couldn't stop it and it felt really weird. I am an experienced user, but I have never had a bad trip. This really started to look like one, though. The shivering crept up to my heart. I felt my heart in every single part of my body. not only in my arms, my legs and my stomach, but also in my neck and my chin. This is by far the strangest experience ever. I thought I was having a panic attack but I also realised everything took place inside my head. I wasn't really feeling my heart of 200bpm in my chin? I was hallucinating. My friends though I was going bad, but all I wanted was to lie down for a sec. In my imagination, my theeth chattered but in reality they weren't (according to my friends). My muscles were tightening all the time. Very annoying. At 00.30, almost 2,5 hours after eating the first piece, I decided to go to bed. I wanted to sleep so badly. Now, the next morning, I still feel weird. Hopefully this stops in a few hours. Or days. Or weeks...
