Last night was terrible. I got tracked down my the police because I was terribly intoxicated downtown and the police woman asked me why I was so drunk, why was my knee all bloody, and where are my friends. I responded with "I'm so pathedic I should probably just go drown myself in the lake." hahaha it was a not very funny joke. Then she asked me if i was suicidal and I said "No I'm just gonna drink myself to death." Apparently they were afraid I was serious so I got handcuffed, taken to the hospital where my blood alcohol level was at 0.35. And i was still standing and talking and could even sign my name perfectly. They even drew my blood so that they could double check. Everyone was amazed or stunned. I then got thrown into the Intensive Psychiatric Ward to detox in a room that had visible blood spatter all over the walls. I woke up to a scitzo pacing and i couldnt have a hairtie or even a pen or even use the phone. I sat there wide awake from 5:30 am until 11:30 am so that the designated examiner could tell me I'm unfortunatly geneticly prone to being an alcoholic and have mood disorders. Well I'm sober now, and I plan on never doing that again.
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