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talkingsoupBirthday/Lost party was awesome! A bunch of people were there who I don't really know, but it was still sweet. So. Much. Food. Me and Julie brought a bunch because we didn't know it was gonna be a party party, so there was like an overabundance of cake and pizza and soda. Awesome. We chilled for an hour until Lost.
Holy shit! Build an army? BUILD AN ARMY?! Oh god, it's the start of Lord of the Flies! Now we know about Jack's issues with Sarah (why the hell did she decide to leave him? I don't really get it). And now he's forming an alliance with the crazy bitch girl Ana Lucia! He's gone insane! Of course they're all going insane. I feel bad for Kate--she did screw things up, but it wasn't her fault she got caught, was it?? And Sawyer being all "I care!"
And Michael! Idiot who listens to a computer! It's so not Walt telling him to come charging into the forest after him. Oh man.
And poor Charlie, all broken up over Claire.
And I FEAR for next week! Baby! Heroin! Charlie! Possible kidnapping! Possible death! AUGH!!
On the downside, I'm still a little panicky. Kate told me to go to a shrink on campus and get pills--she takes some sort of anti-anxiety stuff and says it works. But I dunno. I don't wanna rely on pills for something that, in all likelihood, will go away in a few days and not come back for a good long while. Still...as long as there's the possibility that they'll come back, won't I always have a disorder? I don't know--it's such a complex situation. If I don't go on meds, there's every possibility that I'll have these for the rest of my life. I might not be worrying about getting them all the time, but there'll always be the chance that they'll come back. I mean, I'm panicky right now. The thought of getting to sleep tonight worries me. But if I do go on meds, there's the threat of addiction, of not being able to function without them, which I don't want to do. Plus Kate says I can't eat grapefruits, which sounds silly, but whatever. Do I want to worry about panic attacks for the rest of my life? Or do I want to go on pills for the rest of my life? Both sound pretty shitty. I wonder if there's a way to get rid of these without pills. That'd be pretty sweet.
Man. Life.
Any advice would be nice.
Holy shit! Build an army? BUILD AN ARMY?! Oh god, it's the start of Lord of the Flies! Now we know about Jack's issues with Sarah (why the hell did she decide to leave him? I don't really get it). And now he's forming an alliance with the crazy bitch girl Ana Lucia! He's gone insane! Of course they're all going insane. I feel bad for Kate--she did screw things up, but it wasn't her fault she got caught, was it?? And Sawyer being all "I care!"
And Michael! Idiot who listens to a computer! It's so not Walt telling him to come charging into the forest after him. Oh man.
And poor Charlie, all broken up over Claire.
And I FEAR for next week! Baby! Heroin! Charlie! Possible kidnapping! Possible death! AUGH!!
On the downside, I'm still a little panicky. Kate told me to go to a shrink on campus and get pills--she takes some sort of anti-anxiety stuff and says it works. But I dunno. I don't wanna rely on pills for something that, in all likelihood, will go away in a few days and not come back for a good long while. Still...as long as there's the possibility that they'll come back, won't I always have a disorder? I don't know--it's such a complex situation. If I don't go on meds, there's every possibility that I'll have these for the rest of my life. I might not be worrying about getting them all the time, but there'll always be the chance that they'll come back. I mean, I'm panicky right now. The thought of getting to sleep tonight worries me. But if I do go on meds, there's the threat of addiction, of not being able to function without them, which I don't want to do. Plus Kate says I can't eat grapefruits, which sounds silly, but whatever. Do I want to worry about panic attacks for the rest of my life? Or do I want to go on pills for the rest of my life? Both sound pretty shitty. I wonder if there's a way to get rid of these without pills. That'd be pretty sweet.
Man. Life.
Any advice would be nice.
