Ramblings of a maniac obsessive

♥One of the things you learn, after years of dealing with drug people, is that everything is serious. you can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back on a drug-- especially when it's waving a razor sharp hunting knife in your eyes♥-Hunter S Thompson

Ugh! I don’t mean to whine but I am totally whining! So I have this stupid “punishment” test tomorrow a.k.a. the G.E.D. I am totally bugging out. Mainly becuase I have to get up at 5:15am tomorrow followed by a test that’s almost 12 fucking hours long-WTF? Then there’s the thinking. I HATE having to think about anything too complicated which may sound redic to you but whatever it works for me. I rock at writing and engish so I’m good on that. But the whole math part is going to be a issue. My friend who is a healer told me not to worry that I will pass. If I don’t know the answers use my intuiton blah blah blah. I am so stubborn when it comes to shit like this-change in general is a pain in the ass for me. Hence the fact that I have been out of school for almost 10 years now and have yet to complete this one stupid fucking thing. So, the other day I was studying for the test, I spent almost a hour doing what I do best-over analizing every single word on the page. I in turn called up my doctor and made a appointment to see him. There was no way I would pass this test without my dear friend addy. So I arrived at his office around 12:30pm and was taken right in. He began asking me what I was there for and without any grace or caution I said “Oh, I’m not here becuase I’m sick. I just need some adderall.” WOW! Now since I was completely ripped on this amazing haze all these thought started running through my head. I felt like a doctor shopping drug addict-it was awful. But he gave me the script and I went on my merry way. I called my Mom up to let her know since I had spoken to her earlier and asked her what I should do. Mom knows best-she enjoys her xanax and ambien. ANYWAY so blahhhhhh I just want this to be over with already! Torture! As soon as I get out of this test it’s straight home to get ready for 2fer’s @10pm-they say you should celebrate good times. Who the fuck am I to argue? Should probably get my beauty rest-I’m sure I will get all sorts of looks walking in in 5inch stripper heels huh? G*night

XXXO

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