friday morning

today i feel: sleepy
today i'm hearing: old kids' songs stuck in my head
today i'm thinking: ooo... blargh...

I'm very, very tired today. I desperately need to catch up on sleep, but I have no idea when that's going to happen. Tomorrow I have to be at the rec centre at 7.45 for an early bird tour and then be back across campus to start setting up rehearsal at nine. Tuesday night I was up until 3.00, Wednesday night I was up until 1.00, and last night I was up until 2.00. I'm really hoping I don't get dragged to a party tonight, even though I know I should go (Carbondale friend's birthday. It's one of those). It's been a long week and it keeps getting longer.

But it's also been a good week. Let me tell you why.

My mum told me something Monday that's been really sitting on my brain. She called me right before rehearsal started because I kind of scared her earlier in the day. She was giving me one of her Mum Lectures and I wasn't really liking it because I was depressed and, ergo, a giant emo kid. But now I appreciate it and have since apologised for my behaviour because I've really been turning around the past few days. She told me that I needed to decide what was important to me. So I've been working on that. And I really think I'm making progress.

I'm much less moody, thankfully. I still get sad sometimes, but I'm finding ways to get out of it. So, there are points there, I suppose. But I'm learning to be patient and take things as they come. And you know something kind of funny? Things really aren't that bad if you take a second to find the good shit.