Coping...
So I'm feeling a little less depressed. I have to thank Simone and
liebe_neu for that, along with
eddis64. Basically I went out and rode my bike to Simone's house and proceeded to meddle in her love life (She asked me to) while she began to meddle in my non-existant one. And hey, it made me feel batter. Exercise makes everything better, end of story. Then of course there's just talking to mah besties about it which makes life easier all around.
Then I started looking on the bright side. Panic is still around. Mandi won. There'll just be another band for me to follow. No one died. I'm gonna become healthier (which is completely unrelated but whatever). I went to bed smiling, thinking about good things. Then this morning, I woke up with no nightmares about my demonic music teacher. I've had two this week okay and she honestly makes me cry. Like the way I feel after a lesson with her is ten times worse than the Panic split. I don't care how pregnant she was. Sorry, what was ADD of me.
I found that there are six things that make me feel better:
1. My mother complaining about old men that piss her off and then proceeding to explain how she bitched at them gaining a huge thank you from the Superintendant of my school.
2. Pomegranite/Blueberry Fusion juice. OhMyGod! That stuff is, like, magic.
3. Pokemon Ruby because I'm an epic fail. Don't dis the newer games or the SP.
4. Coffee
5. Blueberry Bagels.
6. Neil Patrick Harris (He's on the TV as I type. I think it's Law and Order but I usually just watch Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-long Blog.)
With love,
Alibee