More good days please

Ah. Yes one more down. One last one to go. I can almost taste the liberty and the freedom. Woo. How I wished though it ended today. Grr. But no more law for the next 4 weeks. In fact, after next week no more school for the next 3 weeks. I like the thought of that. Oh yes. I danced around my room today, even though it was alone, I was happy.

I'm happy in my own little way. Mum and Dad thinks I don't have enough friends and I shouldn't just spend my time gymming or huddled in my room. But I think it's ok. I think sometimes people get very irritated with me, with the way I get irritated with things, with the way I do things, with the way things MUST be done. I reckon I must be rather boring too - after all my life centers around ice-cream, gymming, pancakes, shopping, music, school and work. Oh how can I forget coffee. See Mum, I'm making friends, just not with human beings. I think it's hard making friends especially being here, making friends that count. It's easy to make alot of them, but it's not easy to make good ones. So I think I would rather have that few good ones, than 2 million of them. So there. This, plus the fact that I'm such-a boring girl, justifies my loneliness and how much I like to do things alone. Heck. Maybe in a small, small way even he finds me boring even though he says he doesn't. I really wouldn't blame him in any case though.

So here I go dance dance dance. It's fun. I wished I had ice-cream now though. But I think i'll have some of that tommorrow. and there's coffee tommorrow morning too. ooh yes.

hidey - hidey - ho.

Speaking of which - I think I've established a more than casual relationship between my pills and my mood swings. I haven't been taking it for the last 3 days and surprise surprise (NOT!) depression be gone. But then again, it could be psychological, but I don't care - I think I shall just stop popping them because I don't want to be whining all the time. I want to be happy. I don't want to be sad and depressed because I think there's hope yet. I want to think that I should give up because I know that I'll never will. Ah stupid pills.

Now. though je veux dormir. I want to sleep. once my laundry is done. And I reckon it should be about now.

Good night.