Here's a little resume of my boring life.
I could say summer was kinda good, but mostly boring; I didn't go out, mostly went to bed at 6am and my parents woke me up at 12 so I wouldn't "waste" my day. I had to visit my grandma, stayed with her for a week, my brother came and it was awesome, Christmas sucked, the only gifts I got were from my siblings, cousins got me drunk on New Year's Eve and it was nice (specially in the morning when I woke up without a hangover) and that was mostly all I did.
This Monday I started school again, I'm finally a senior and it's really awesome, I feel really confident and good with myself while I'm at school and I just can't give a fuck about what other people say about me now; I'm starting to socialize more with my classmates which I guess is a good thing, this year will be awesome and there's still a lot of stuff that I must do, specially with choosing career and I still don't know, but psychology got my attention. The whole school system got changed and now we have the American type of classroom that belongs to the teacher and not to the students, plus they made some electives that will mostly prepare us for the first semester of university.
I could say that my depression worsened in December, but now it hasn't been that strong, I could say that my happiness is coming back, but I'm starting to doubt it since I've been getting all symptoms of my usual mood sings. With my supposed epilepsy, it's still unknown, but I've been getting more seizures and each time is different, I've hallucinated, felt in real danger, felt something that's staring at me most of the time I have the seizure and a lot of emotions; one day it was so strong and I felt so worthless and depressive and suicide was starting to get into my head that I had to call my best friend and talked until it was over.
And Jeff, my best friend hasn't said anything about me calling him sexy when I was drunk.