Yesterday I wasn't allowed to stay in school because I had tried to commit suicide in the bathroom, so they didn't want it done at school, so I got picked up by my dad.  Who took me to my doctor to see what they wanted to me do to.  I got there about 2 o'clock and ended up having to go to the Emergency Room to see if I needed to be hospitalized.  It took my dad and I until 5:45 to talk them out of making me stay overnight at some random hospital because theres was closed at that point.  Finally I got home about 6:30. When we got home I had to give my dad all of my sharp objects that I had hidden in my room and anything that I had used in the past to cut myself with. But still didn't know what was going on with me, only knowing that I wasn't allowed in school.  So this morning my dad went to the school and talked to the consueler.  They talked and I was supposed to go to either St. Joes or Centegra today to get evaluated for which program I need to go into to get help.  Either a 1-3 day overnight, a weeklong program that goes from 9-3:30 during the day, or one thats about a week that goes from 3:30-6:30 at night.  I never ended up going to either of those places.  I went to work with dad and drove out to Chiago with him.  Got home about 2 o'oclock today planning on going to Healthbridge.  I asked my parents why I wasn't allowed to drive but threw the word "fucking" in there somewhere.  My dad came after me and freaked out, he basically went ape on me.  We drove to the post-office, dropped off my thank you cards, and came home.  He yelled at me the whole time and told me a whole bunch of shit that I really wasn't listening to.  First of all because I couldn't hear a fucking thing since he had hit me so hard 5 minutes before and I didn't give a shit what he was saying because he always just sits and repeats himself over and over.  When we got home he came up to my room and took the door off and went through all of my stuff and took anything he thought I could hert myself with, including my cds.  My mom made me become her slave and I had to clean everything in sight that had ever been touched.  Now I reek of bleach.  All I want is to get the fuck out of here and see Sam.
    I don't know thats the basic parts of it.  I'm sure that you don't care about the whole thing so I'm not wasting my time typing it.