Monday, June 06, 2005
I'm feeling really depressed. I miss my family and the animals, I don't have any Zoloft with me, and I just want to sit down and cry. I'm upset, alone, and I don't know what to do. I'm not hungry, since I ate a huge dinner last night and had scones as big as my fist and grilled fish for lunch today.
Ate at the Hard Rock Cafe last night. It was actually really good, and no smoke what so ever. I had a shake (and coughed up $8 to keep the glass) and a huge bacon cheeseburger. Then I bought a black denim jacket from the gift store.
We had an all-day tour today. Took three 4WD buses up into the mountains. There's nothing right about turning your head to look out the window and realize you're staring at the dirt. I nearly got sick on that ride, and I haven't been carsick since I was really little. It was fun, though... can't crack an Australian stockwhip to save my life, but I was the best boomerang thrower in the group. (I think I prefer the Spanish bullwhips. Those wooden handles on the Australian version throw me off on the cracking time...)
Maybe my moods lately have been because of my period. I week before, I'm moody--usually irate-- the week during, I am either irate or depressed, and the week after, I am usually depressed. I think there's one week out of every month that I'm normal. I wish I could go swimming, but I don't think anyone wants me to bleed in the pool/spa/ocean. Eh. :(
I better finish up so I can check the postboards before my time expires.
Ate at the Hard Rock Cafe last night. It was actually really good, and no smoke what so ever. I had a shake (and coughed up $8 to keep the glass) and a huge bacon cheeseburger. Then I bought a black denim jacket from the gift store.
We had an all-day tour today. Took three 4WD buses up into the mountains. There's nothing right about turning your head to look out the window and realize you're staring at the dirt. I nearly got sick on that ride, and I haven't been carsick since I was really little. It was fun, though... can't crack an Australian stockwhip to save my life, but I was the best boomerang thrower in the group. (I think I prefer the Spanish bullwhips. Those wooden handles on the Australian version throw me off on the cracking time...)
Maybe my moods lately have been because of my period. I week before, I'm moody--usually irate-- the week during, I am either irate or depressed, and the week after, I am usually depressed. I think there's one week out of every month that I'm normal. I wish I could go swimming, but I don't think anyone wants me to bleed in the pool/spa/ocean. Eh. :(
I better finish up so I can check the postboards before my time expires.
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