I took the medicine for the first time and it wasn't so bad. I still have time before the bad side effects can settle into my body, but it wasn't as intimidating as a lot of others I've had. This is probably because I've built up such a tolerance to meds. The only reactions, oddly enough, were in the morning. I woke up a little before 730 on my own, as has been the way, and had two really small pancakes. Then I decided to go back to bed. It was then that I had the problems. I felt like I was getting hit with waves and waves of vertigo. And, oh yeah, when I got out of bed, I was kind of loopy. I kept saying " i weigh 10,000 pounds" to my parents and holding myself upside down off the couch which gave them a kick. Mom was like "lyssa, knock it off" as she turned me right side up. I did feel really really heavy though. I don't think I've felt quite like that before. Anyway, back to bed. Yeah, the vertigo coincided with my breath. It really made me feel terrible. I didn't want to breath. I kept changing how i took in my air and blew it out. I just wanted to go to sleep so bad. But I was awake.

To my surprise, I did fall back to sleep. I remember some stuff about zak. That was kinda long winded so I'll spare you all. Some stuff to do with running around in the dark outside in the dark without my parents finding us. Bizzaro! What else? I had this real sci fi ' y dream that had to do with bombs and stuff. I was two people at once. And one of them was an android sort of person ( i was totally hot) and I was meant to detect bombs. I was supposed to both lead the enemy (who had been listening to us through incredible and elaborate electrical means) to the bomb where I was actually waiting inside and I had to do it in a certain point in time otherwise the bomb would explode with me inside. I was also supposed to get the kids, families, and dogs out in time. We were in some sort of futuristic base, very influenced by scifi horror movies. The dream ended when I woke up. No, wait, there was one other thing. I've been watching weigh too much of this hulk hogan bull crap because I was also watching hulk hogan teach two kids (all in lite brite form) that bombs were bad and only someone and smart and strong as the hulk could manage getting them away so kids should stay away. You should have seen it. Hogan was more over the top than ever, he was just in lite brites.

My next dream was long too. The cool part was I stole my cousins refurbished chevy nova (what does she know about that anyway. she doesnt even appreciate such greatness) and drove it all over the place. The only part that sucked was it was an automatic and the seats were all wrong. It was way to modernized. It reminded me of my moms new aviator, minus the rediculoid pimped center between the seats... But the paint job! And it had Nitrus, but the button for that was all wrong. It was this cool sort of saftey orange with white detail (kinda large) areas and the tires were totally tubbed. Problem was the pedals were all fucked up. the break and gas were right above each other and you couldnt reach them because of the way the seat was way up high (again like the SUV) and tilted way forward so you felt like you were falling into the dash. I had such a hard time seeing and driving that I was on side walks and on the wrong side of the road and it was great! I never hit anyone that I know of. Bummer.

Now that I'm up I guess I feel ok. I was a little sleepy. Very sleepy at first. Oh, I'm still loosing weight! Zippy! I can't belive I weigh as much as I do. I haven't seen this number in forever! (i'm still not sharing) And I know if I keep getting excercise and eating the way I have been that I'm going to be ok.

whew,. more vertigo. Maybe I'm not out of the woods yet. Still better than taedive dyskinrsia though.

peace out!