cavatica

I got drunk for the first time tonight. I'm coming off of it now-- it's taken about an hour or so longer to leave me than I would have thought. I behaved strangely. I kissed my best friend. I watched American Beauty with her and her boyfriend and Nolan and for some reason I kept crying though I've never cried that much at any movie before. And then, about fifteen minutes before it was supposed to be over, I ran back to my room and tried to call people but they were either busy or not there, and it was late anyway. So I don't know what I'll do now. Lie in the dark. And sleep. And hope I don't get sick.

I'm lucid, somewhere in here. It's me talking. But my fingers are so slow...