Wednesday night I was out with some friends and for some reason had bought 3 xanaxs. I have never taken them before and for some reason wanted to try and see what happened. Well me bein stupid, I took all three at once. 30 minutes went by and nothin really happened so I bought 5 more but gave one away. Then I got really fucked up and don't remember takin the other four. I don't remember anything from that night. I was told I couldn't walk or talk. My friend had to help me whenever I would go to piss. I ended up talkin someone into buyin me some beer and drank some and started throwin up. My friend took me to his house for the night since we work at the same place and took me to work the next mornin. I got there at 7:25 and don't have to be there till 8. No one was there and my department doors were locked and somehow I broke into my department and then passed out in the floor. Boss came in and for some reason I woke up right when he got there. He didn't notice anything was wrong with me somehow. Once my supervisor got there he noticed I was fucked up still and I told him what happened. He laughed at me and told me to call someone to come get me cause I couldn't work. I called my friends girlfriend and she came and got me and carried me to her house. I woke up at 4 in the afternoon and didn't know where I was or what day it was. I don't remember anything from wednesday night and the only things I remember from thursday mornin was wakin up at work and then don't remember anything else till I was in the car with my friend.

I felt like crap. I hope I never do that again.