some entries have been taken from various diaries of mine
Have you ever just stood outside in the middle of a rainstorm, getting absolutly drenched from head to foot, the water dripping off your eyelashes blurring your vision, your hair plastered against your neck the drips running down your back, your arms thrown out opening yourself to the shower, spinning around and catching the drops on your tongue, their wetness sliding down your throat? I love the rain...when I am outside by choice. Walking to school in the rain, not my favorite thing to do, but standing in the rain feeling its cleansing power wash over you, perfect.
So I'm better today, not as depressed as yesterday though not happy either. Yesterday was bad, that happens alot, and I always think that it can't get any worse, while at the same time thinking it will never get better. But then I sleep, I dream, and I awake better, if only for a while. But I am better. I always get better. I don't wake up in the morning still feeling the same depression as the night before. But later in the day it starts to sneak back, I laze around and give depression the opportunity to attack, the power to advance. But I won't talk of that anymore. For today, this minute I am better. Tired, granted but that is a regular thing these days, but happy...er, happier.
So tomorrow I am going home, it is reading break YIPEE!!!!!! and so I am spending a few days home with my mom and sister. Bags packed with books, mind loaded with things to do, things being homework, but no classes, no teachers, no 9:00am class meaning I have to get up at 7:30am so I can get there in time. So home tomorrow. And a week of sleeping in and home cooked meals, what could be better.
So my friends, my bed is beconing me into her sweet warmth and comfort. 'Tis bedtime for this girl. Adieu.
So, I think I liked the word 'so' today, did you notice that?