Watch me interact with the human species

Today, I interacted with humans.

And I had fun.

just let that sink in.

So I went to this café, Foxy Loxy, with my almost-brother Ian as well as friends Madden, Izzy, Emmie, Griffin, Declan, and Sadie.
(Izzy is the one I have a crush on).

We just sat around talking for a while, before walking to an overly-hipster record store a few blocks away.
Then, we spied a crazy girl who was an ex of two of the people there. So we did the logical thing and literally sprinted away.
We wandered over to the local park and climbed trees and raced and frolicked and played on a playground and did squats. It was truly magical.
Some SCAD student came up and asked for pictures of us for her documentary of the park, and we art students with all of our multi-colored hair, were perfect.

Then for some reason we started making a load of egg-related puns, so we walked over to Emmie's house, which was nearby, for eggs.
I had never been to her house before; I had only met this person this day; She was basically a stranger.

I chose to omit that part from my parents.

The eggs were good.

Then, some people had left and the rest of the people were going over to a local burned-down abandoned strip club, so I walked over to another café, The Sentient Bean, and called my mum to pick me up.

Five hours around a bunch of people, and I wasn't totally burnt out and moody. I, Sophie the total introvert, had a good time hanging out with human beings.

Let the pigs start flying.

Also, they all convinced me to start back up my instagram, which I had abandoned a year and a half ago. (Fall_out_sophie, if you want to know).

So yeah. I must be hallucinating.

C'mon brain way to be an underachiever

I had an interesting weekend.

Saturday, I spent 12 hours at school. And I liked it. Why is the universe turned upside down? Five words: Lord of the Rings marathon.

All three movies.
Pure heaven.

Ordered pizza, got chick fil a, got popcorn, got like seven cokes, etc. All the food.

So Saturday is beautiful, and then Sunday was ???

One minute I'm typing away on my computer, and then everything goes fuzzy. But I wasn't aware that it was fuzzy until I wasn't fuzzy. Hard to explain. And my parents are both flipping out around me and lying me in my bed and telling me not to move. I was still extremely fuzzy and out of it, so I was just like 'yeah okay sure' and fell asleep.

An hour later, I wake up with a killer headache and being really shaky and generally confused.

Apparently, I had another seizure.

God dammit.

I don't think I have epilepsy; rather, the meds I take for depression, which are not really meant for people under 18, can cause seizures in some people.

After the last seizure, my psychopharmacologist wanted to get me off them, or at least lower the dose, and I, being the stubborn self-destructive idiot that I am, said no. Noooooow I think I might. I have an appointment with a doctor of some kind,  (honestly I've been to so many in the past few months who can remember), Wednesday to look at my MRI or something.

Wheeee and I have a bunch of homework due tomorrow and I can't focus on anything.