I had an argument last night and got all depressed and emo, went to bed without telling anyone and left MSN on. People worried because I wasn't replying, wasn't answering any texts (woke up to 19 of them). A friend from New Zealand called my house 3 times and spoke to my dad to see if I was ok this morning (woke him up) and because nobody had heard from me, my friend from London dialled 999 and asked to speak to Manchester police.
I woke up to this in my email inbox.
Subject: Concern for your welfare
Lisa,
We have been contacted by one of your friends who is concerned for you. YOU ARE NOT IN ANY TROUBLE.
Could you please contact us on 0161 *** ****, quoting incident number 925 of today. We simply need to know that you are safe & well.
Thanks,
PS 9747 Matt Bennett
Response Sergeant (A scale)
Hyde (G division)
Greater Manchester Police
So... I called them, told them I was OK. They put me through to the control room, I told them the same thing and they said they'd let my friend and the officers know that I was OK.
Said friend from London (Franz) was going to Sheffield today with another friend (Johelle) to a gig but some shit happened and the person she was going to meet was ill so they had a change of plan and asked me to call and asked how far Manchester was from Sheffield. I said about an hour so they jumped on a train to Manchester. Franz told me she was gonna slap me so hard it left a mark for scaring everyone... she slapped me lightly, and instead bit me fucking hard...
(http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs318.snc4/41250_455902660655_511050655_6861658_7967043_n.jpg)
Soooo we went to the pub for a bit because it's my sister's birthday and she, my mom and stepdad are over for a bit. I took Franz and Johelle to the train station later on (literally a 30 second walk from the pub) and my dad called me but I had no signal on my phone so he called Stacey saying the police had just been to my house. Stacey said I was at the train station, went to the station, looked over the bridge but couldn't see me and thought I'd got on the train and fucked off to London with them.
My mom and stepdad had been visiting other family and got to the pub as I wasn't there, and Stacey said she couldn't see me so EVERYONE was panicking... especially because some guy who had been causing shit at the pub came back with a fucking rake looking to attack Rick.
I knew nothing of this, came back from the train station and there's a big group of people outside like "GO AND TALK TO YOUR MUM!" "CALL YOUR DAD, HE'S WORRIED SICK!" I'm like.... O_O WTF. I told the police I was fine earlier.
Soooooooooooooo the cops left a number and an incident log number and they're gonna come back and see me because I'm suicidal =/
O_O
Wow. Not sure what else to say about that.