|Current mood:|| tired|
|Current music:||smashing pumpkins-ava adore|
Alright last friday i was amitted into Carrier Clinic (thumbs down and makes farting noise) for threatning behavior and "drug abuse"
Its such a long story so im just going to write about pess for now.
Me and my sister (Amanda) were sitting downstair watching Peter Pan when 2 cops and a dective waltz on in. I was like what the fuck. They were all like get your shoes on were going. So of course i was going to atleast go upstairs. BUT when i go upstair there are 3 more cops there waiting for me, which really pissed me off.
They were saying how they were going to take me to the hospital for threatning behavor (homicidal).
I was so ready to throw a shit fit and run away like the last time something like this happened but they were blocking the door. Of course it was the fat cop blocking the door.
SO adventually i agreed to going but it was MANDATORY that i was handcuffed and taken in a police car. Before i left the house i spit in my moms face...
I feel bad ass now <~ Sarcastic