every time I that I stare into the sun, pixie dust and my dress jsut comes undone

I am still very bouncy and chipper this morning~ I do not understand it, but I can definitely live with it. Maybe this is a sign that my bipolarism is finally receding. Hopefully. ...or is that a lifetime condition? I do not know, but I will PRETEND it is receding.

The Nani-chan breaks my heart. I miss her very much and now she is barely able to get on. Almost enough to make me depressed again. *sighs*

In other news, I am ever so slowly getting ready for class. Because I am determined to be a good girl and actually go to class from now on. Every class, not just the ones I like. (stupid solfege....) Although, my mark for artclass is doomed to be below 80 as I never did that first assignment. Oh well. C'est la vie. I brought it on myself.

we were young but you were fun, boy

Who wants to know how my bouncy streak ended? I walked upstairs to get myself some supper and then I started crying. No reason, just my usual depressive swing hitting full force at a bad time.

Whatever.

So I continued into the kitchen... and saw that no one had done the dinner dishes. In fact, I got yelled at to do them. EXCUSE ME? The rule in the house is that those who don't eat at dinner don't do dinner dishes. And since I was only going up to get dinner then, obviously I had not eaten.

So. I did dishes. While trying not to cry.

Then my little brother starts to talk at me about the stupidity of modern art. I rather like it myself. Of course, since this is my brother, it ends up turning around to be about karate. AGAIN. FUCKING SHUT UP ABOUT THE KARATE.

The end of our chat went something like:
me: It might be beneficial for you to shut up now before I start to hate you.
brother: *shrugs* I don't care.
me: >.< *runs away to hide in my basement*

Then I came downstairs and clung to Kiana and typed up this entry.