Feeling majorly bitchy right now. I had my wisdom teeth out today and let me tell you it hurts like a bitch now. They gave me laughing gas and then the iv and it was awesome- felt myself like floating up towards the ceiling, staring at this rediculous picture of a pug dog in oversized sunglasses. Mad me want to giggle until he went out of focus. I didn't even really feel the actual procedure, but damn it hurts now, even when I'm doped up on medication.

I also just want to eat really bad- like real food. I was all pissed off that I couldn't eat or drink this morning. I wasn't even hungry but it was just the fact that I was specifically told that I couldn't that made me want to rebel and at least drink something since I was dehydrated from drinking last night. I could feel the need to drink something and I only get that when I know I'm dehydrated. But I got through it and have subsisted so far on two cans of tomato soup and its' now 6 pm. I might have a makeshift shake later on if I get hungry, but what I really want is some real food. My family got fish fry today, and I don't like fish but the fries looked so yummy. I also had to watch my little brother eat pizza today. I had one little nibble which was a huge mistake because it felt like my stitches were ripping out. I'm just overall bitchy. But my mom is giving me money for weed tomorrow to calm my ass down. Won't let me go tonight to get it because I'm not supposed to drive but I feel capable. I can walk and see things clearly, I'm not that high on meds. I've driven with worse things in my system and been fine. But it's snowing so I guess my mom is right to be cautious and follow doctor instructions.

My friend called me today to see if I had been looking around for 2cE. For some reason this really annoyed me, because I'm sitting here on the couch in pain and she's all trying to get me to get her acid. I'm not a dealer, people, and I'm not going to go out of my way to get you shit if there's nothing in it for me. I ended up giving her the number to call and was done with it, feeling guilty afterwards for being bitchy. It's not her fault I feel like shit- otherwise I would probably be searching it out with her. Fuck- I'm seriously thinking about drinking pretty soon because the meds are not properly doing their job but I'm afraid something that harsh would fuck with my stitches. I started to drink pink lemonade and got yelled at to not drink it since it's acidic. I dunno, I just don't want to be in pain and I want some real food.

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