Last night, my bf and his roomie and I were drinking like shot after shot after shot. Finally, I lost it. I don't remember it, but I was screaming at the roomie that he hates women. Then I started screaming at my bf. He went outside and when he came back in he tripped over a plant and fell, thats how drunk we were. Anyways, roomie eventually locked me outside and I started beating on the door and screaming at the top of my lungs. Neighbors called the police. Roomie opened the door and I punched him then ran inside and locked him out. My bf opened the door and let him in, then I doused him with a drink. All the while my bf was vomiting. I jumped on him and punched him. Then the cops busted in and handcuffed all of us. Roomie and bf got out of it, I told the cops I was going to kill everyone. I resisted arrest but they hauled my butt to Emergency Phsych Ward and I was restrained and then had to stay overnight til I talked to a doctor. Meanwhile, San Jose Police are messing with me in the corner because I yelled at them on the way to the station. They said I had given SC a bad time (even though I have a clean record???) and that they would be looking out for me in bars and stuff, and some other rumors that had come down the antisocial path. Anyway, needless to say, I was not happy. I am out now, got no charges or anything, but it was one hell of a night. I am not drinking like that again ever.



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