Oh my god… millions of needles are piercing my heart right now… (or at least that’s what it feels like)
Last night Marie texted me. I called her back to see what it was about, only to find out she drunk texted me, and she was already pretty buzzed by that point. But that’s only the beginning. She told me what she was doing. Wanna know what it was?
I’m waiting for my sister and her friend to go to bed so me and [Doug] can...yyeeeaa…
Her sister and sister’s friend were also drinking and smoking pot downstairs.
Wonderful.
She hangs up telling me she’s going to drink some more. I by now was crying alone into my pillow because everyone else I could turn to were asleep by then. (Mind you this was around midnight, my time (GMT -5))
I was deeply exploring the osu! boards hoping to find something to keep me occupied (curse my mother for password protecting our computer…) until Marie called me an our later, stoned and drunk out of her mind. That’s right, she tried pot for the first time. A lot of it. Not to mention drunker than I’ve ever heard her. (I’ve never actually
seen her drunk, but I’ve gotten many a drunk dial.) She hangs up to go party more, only to drunk dial me again, and all I can hear is
[Doug]… baby… don’t leave me…[Doug!!] *insert sound of puking into a toilet*
OK so apparently, Dougie over there doesn’t want to be near Marie when she needs comforting. I was half tempted to putting on my shoes and walking over to her house (despite her living two exits up the Northway…) but she didn’t want me to.
Eventually she somehow managed to get to her bedroom when I hear her crying and complaining about how drunk and stoned she is, and how she’s never done this before, she feels like she is going to pass out, *click* . Haven’t heard much from her since, but I texted her before school to see how she’s feeling.
I’m surprised her sister (who is also a senior, like me) actually made it to school.