So tonight I'm rather excited because in a few hours, after i go to bed and then wake up, I'll be heading off on a half-day journey to Bristol. Well maybe not half-day but it'll be a few hours. I'm in two minds as to whether I should take my guitar or not but I reckon in the end I won't bother because by the sounds of it, somebody will break it. The hostess of this little party I am attending keeps whinging about how shit it's gonna be, but honestly I'm just chuffed about how drunk I'm going to be able to get for once, and meeting new people.

Well actually with my state of mind this week I'm worried about meeting new people and I believe my inner child is about to pee her pants. Still, it should be a laugh. I don't want to come of as an arrogant arse hole so I might have to convince Kylos to keep a close eye on me, but I also do not want to seem dull and introverted because that's really not me at all, regardless of how I'm feeling at the moment.

Also, I've decided as a step in the right direction, I'm going to go to the doctors and try and go on meds again because I'm sick and tired of sitting around doing nothing and need something that will give me somewhat of a boost, at least so that the days I can't get out of bed or leave the house are brought to an absolute minimum. Hopefully if I get a full psych evaluation this time instead of just being stared at and told I'm nervous the day before I OD and then being shoved onto the first medication they fancied that didn't work...

I'm not bitter at all.

I need to double check and see if I've got all my stuff packed and ready for tomorrow, I've even got my clothes picked out so it's a good sign that i'm pretty much ready but I need to sit and look through everything for a few hours just to be sure. Check check check. Check check check.

I'm gonna go do that now.

And I'll post the medal next entry, I'm stressed out with my laptop enough for one day.