First thing this morning we had a "party" in 1st block. We had EVERYTHING to eat! Donuts, creme cheese danishes, and TONS more fattening food! Well, me being me with all of this anxiety stuff going on, felt guilty afterwards because I ate all of that because I am trying to lose a couple of pounds by homecoming (Sept. 24). So I started off worrying about that, but went on about my day, no big deal, right? 4th block rolls around and we had to finish up a test. UGH! Essay questions! I SUCK at essay questions. So, I worry about that too. Then we go to lunch and I normally keep my Xanax in my purse so that I can take it at lunch (Yah, I know it's against school rules, but I don't need a lecture on that.) well stupid me left the bottle of Xanax on that table at my house!! GRRR So by this time I am flipping out like a freak and starting to shake and panic. After lunch, I am extremely irritable and I try to tell my boyfriend how I am feeling, but him never experienced this sort of thing doesn't really realize how bad it can be, which also pisses me off. So I am going to the school nurse now because I know she has some Xanax that my mama gave her for me. When I get there she is eating lunch *EYEROLL* so I have to wait for this lady to finish stuffing her face while I am about to have a flipping panic attack! I waited about 20 minutes, BTW. GRRR So now it is time for 5th block, which is history, I hate history and we have a test. By this point it had been such a bad day that I don't care if I pass or fail the test, yah I know- no lecture please. So I take the test and turn it in and sleep the rest of the period. Finally, the bell rings and it is time to go home. I get home and find out that my dog, Tiny, has been sick all day. :( Normally when I am having a bad day, to make my brain STOP I sleep so this is what I did today. I went to bed at about 3:15 and didn't wake up until about 7:40. I only woke up then because mama got me up to eat. Thank goodness I am going to counselling tomorrow!!!! I am about to go crazy.