Overdosing and Making Boys cry

Bad bad bad experience with Unkle V. Turns out, what I assumed were 5 mg tablets, were actually 7.5 mg. It also turns out that 3 7.5 tablets is not the best of ideas when you haven't taken any opiods in years. For those that are counting, 22.5 mg of hydrocodone is not GOOD. I woke up the next morning, not being able to feel my skin, vomiting, almost passing out, itching all over, and it was really quite terrible. I suppose it wasn't really overdosing, but I suspect a 4th pill would have had me in the hospital.

And, on making boys cry: There was an incident, that I'm sure some people remember, dating back to the summer after my junior year I do believe, in which, I ended up on a particular floor, after drinking a very particular amount of vodka mixed with gatorade, and some particular things ended up happening. Well, it has always been the day I most regret, and if it were possible to regret it anymore... uffff. I thought I had buried that day, deep deep deep. But not deep enough I found out last night.

Aleksandra: If there is anything that bothers you about me, let me know, I don't care how small it is, just tell me.
Fedya: Ok, and same goes for you.
*pause*
A: You don't look ok, is there something?
F: Well... no, its not important.
A: But your face...
F: Well, I heard that something happened with you and Osama.
A: *curls up in a ball and starts to cry*

The rest is just too painful to detail. Forgive me...


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