Girl Interrupted

I had the luxury of reading again my past entries, and I was pretty surprised on how erratic my mood swings were. It made me realize that the past week has been a roller-coaster for me, whether I have "blogged it" or not.

One minute I am so up there, the next minute I am down in the dumps. A confused mind and heart, these are what I have right now. Is this part of being in the mid-20’s? Is this an effect of gaining 3 pounds over the week (which is unusual for me, given that I am reed thin and hardly gain weight). Or is my depressed schizo-persona taking over after a summer of being out of the limelight?

Last Sunday, due to my not-so-pleasant week that passed, I had an impulse buy some shoes; good thing this impulse-buy was worth it. I also nearly succumbed to more impulse purchases at Tyler, thank goodness I had enough strength to resist. Enrique told me to go on and buy whatever I wanted and use first the money he sent me for the supposed platinum plan. Tempting, but I again resisted, thinking that it's not my money, although he called that sum "conjugal money." Ha ha.

It's now Wednesday morning, and I still feel drab.

My morning started with a wake-up call from Mr. Bailamos. That lifted my mood, enough for me to think of rewarding myself pudding with vanilla cream and French vanilla coffee for breakfast. But then this happy mood turned to blah-mood again, and I absolutely don’t know why.

Maybe I am just thinking a little too much. Maybe I just miss my love, and wish he's here with me. Or maybe it really is just the gloomy weather. But whatever the reason is, it's not funny anymore.

Sigh.

Drama, drama, drama.