So I use drugs.com a lot to verify the drugs I'm about to take. I've had a lot of experience with Soma but I was gonna try this new drug "Clonozepam". Once or twice a week I'd take 4 350mg of Soma cuz I had a pretty high resistance but this time I was gonna mix it with the Klonopin (Clonazepam). So I go to school and wait till 4/5th period to take it seeing as we don't do much in that class but sit around. 10:06am I consume 3 350mg Soma and 3 1mg Klonopin. My 4/5 period doesn't last Long so the drugs don't peak until I've already left and gone to 6/7th period. That's when my brain decides memories are not important but I do remember sitting down in class. Time goes by I don't know how much but I'm still in 6/7, my teacher an old dumb lady comes up to me and asks me if I'm ok, I said "ya I'm ok". She persistently asks me if I'm ok 2 more times and I reply with the same answer. And that is all I remember about 6/7. I some how ended up across the building into the other half of my school. The principle, I think, searches my bag, finds an empty pill bottle. He questions me, I have no answers for him, I'm so -blam!-ing gone on this shit. My mom picked me up after school at 3:30pm (school ends at 2pm) drives to the pharmacy and gets a home drug test thing. By now the drugs are calming down I start to regain some brain function and I listen to my mom. Now it's like 4pm and I'm peeing in a cup. I didn't have to pee but I sat there until I did. I then fell asleep at like 4:15pm and slept till 8pm. I wake up to find Popeyes for dinner not knowing the results of my drug test. I then go about my life normally play some yugioh, watch tv, take a shower, and then go to bed without any confrontation on my test results. I wake up at 6am to go to catch the bus but I miss it. I go back to sleep and wake up at 1:20pm. I then text my friends to ask about what the -blam!- happened yesterday. Apparently I made it through that whole 6/7 class without the teacher sending me to the office or nurse. My friend said I could barely walk, people were talking to me and I wasn't responding, and I couldn't open a door. A -blam!-ING DOOR Was my downfall. I couldn't open it and that is the reason the principle caught me. No teacher no janitor in the hallway A DOOR I was caught because of my failure to pull a -blam!-ing door open. So that's how I got in the office, I don't remember buying lunch, I think I ate chicken finger and that's how my Tuesday, 5/19/15 went. Oh and the drug results showed I had benzodiazepine and barbiturate in my system the Klonopin would account for the benzos but I don't know about the barbiturate. All in all don't mix this shit when your at school or any important place, it will -blam!- you and your memory. The best place would be with a group of friend all doing it in private property away from authority figures. I haven't got all the info on my drug day but I will find out tomorrow when I go back to school.