I'm a bit late with this post actually, my (half) sister's birtdah was actually yestersay.
I did send her a Happy Birthday
message via SMS.
The reason I didn't log this earlier is that I felt like complete shit today (yesterday, technically).
I woke up a bit earlier than I had the days before — I also went to bed slightly less late (around 6AM, I think). When I woke up, I wasn't feeling too bad. I switched on the television, and was pleased to see that the Gouden Loekie verkiezing was on. Some of the commercials they were showing were so funny, they had me laughing out loud (something I haven't done a whole lot lately). I was laughing so hard that when my mom arrived home, she went into my room immidiately because she thought I was crying.
After spending some more time in bed, I went out to get dinner for me and my mom. I started feeling less good, and decided to not get too much food for myself. I know I can't eat when I feel like that. On my way it kept getting worse and worse, to the point where it would probably qualify as an anxiety attack. I didn't want to give in and tried to manage. I got the food and went home.
When I got back, I ate the little something I got for myself, and played a basketball game on my Xbox. I actually started feeling a lot better, and started to pack my stuff for the basketball training I was attending with Enrique.
On my way to the sport hall, I felt pretty tense, but I remembered there have been times that I felt like shit, went to play basketball anyway, and actually started to feel better. Thus, I decided to continue my way. Once I got there, I didn't exactly start to feel better. Actually, I started to a shitload worse. I really didn't want to leave —not again— but after a while I couldn't handle it anymore, and went home. On my way, I felt really bad, and once I got home I went straight to bed. That is where I spend the rest of the day, up 'till now.
During the time I spend in bed, I slept for a little a time or two, and I watched The Big Lebowski again (awesome movie, still).
I feel a bit better now.
I ate a sandwich that I made for the basketball training and I talked to my mom a bit.
Something she said (while I was writing this log), I cried... I don't even remember why.
Shows how emotionally stable I am. </sarcasm>
Blah, I hope my sis' had a better day than I did.
3:06AM