I was pretty hypo this weekend. Went to get groceries and bumped into my housemate's friend. We went to the supermarket and my hypo took over like you wouldn't believe. I was running around the supermarket, jumping over stuff, sitting on the floor, yelling, grabbing random stuff and dumping them back then came up with the bright idea to go back to his place and watch movies. He commented that we'd only known each other for an hour. I didn't get his point. Finally bought chips and corn and went to his place. Spent the night and didn't actually get my groceries til 20 hours later. He was pretty cool. Anywho, decided to start studying (exam tomorrow) when mum called to tell me my cousin died in an accident Saturday night. Now it really hit me hard and I sorta don't get why cos we don't really know each other. We've lived in different countries most of our lives. It took me a while to figure out who mum was talking about but it still took quite a toll. It's just so sad, you know. I feel my high dropping and paranoia kicking in. I don't even wanna go home now cos of the long drive and the fact that I'm now hyper-aware that anything could happen on the way down. I'm scared you guys.