The "How Are You Today?" Thread

Honestly I'm feeling pretty bad tonight.... I've been in a pretty bad depression for the past couple of months and though I have good days today has not been one of them. I think I'll go to bed and hope tomorrow is a good day.

I'm doing pretty good (better than I was Thursday, Friday and Saturday anyway: had the flu). Been busy lately with volunteer work, jewellery-making classes and my health and fitness goals 9I'm even taking a diabetes self-management course).

Depression is definitely no fun (speaking from the point of view of someone who has clinical depression). Hope you're feeling better soon Beakerfan

Today was weird. Mixed emotions from me and everyone around me. I'm not rully sure how exactly to describe it....

Today was a mixed bag of heavy emotions. On the one hand, I didn't get into my college's acting sequence, on the other hand the guy I've been sort of seeing let me wear his coat during our class together and we kissed for the first time in public... so, lots of highs, lots of lows? Yeah.

Must be the full moon, all this emotional turbulence... ha.

I'm secondguessing myself about a job app I filled out today, mostly essay questions about becoming a senior caregiver, which would be a major career change for me, but something I know I could do well and probably enjoy. Just allowing the deeply insecure side of me to come to the forefront, I guess, but I still feel like hiding under a rock and waiting for the monster to go away...

Mwah, it goes. Not very well, but it still goes. Have to learn for two tests.

I wish you luck and zero test anxiety!

Tonight will be my second, and my last performance at my school's coffee house event. I'm going to be singing "Mack The Knife" (in contralto).

I'm so nervous... !

I woke up at 6am and by 6:30am it because perfectly clear that my laptop had a horrible, horrible virus, and I then spent almost three hours in my campus' computer lab having someone help me get rid of it. Not the good start of a day.

But I'm still getting a lot of compliments about my new hairdo and the suns starting to show, so it's getting better...?

Overall having one of those weeks where you feel depressed for no real reason. That and I think I have some kind of stomach virus...or my nerves are shot. Don't know why they would be though. Either way my digestive and excratory system have been...er...yeah.

I hope you feel better!

Blech! Years ago I had a very stubborn virus like that; every five or six months it would return and kick my butt for a week or so. I recall one afternoon spent laying on the kitchen floor, with a bowl of half-eaten cold Jell-o next to me, because that felt better than anything...

Hope you get well soon.

Hope you feel better soon!

I'm backkkkkkkkkk

Hi! Welcome back! 8D

Within 1 hour and 49 minutes my best friend from primary school is going to visit me. I haven't seen her in 2 years, and I sure was some kind of nervous this morning, I'm really changed in those years, and I wonder if she still likes me.
So I tydied the mess at my room away, cleaned my sax (something I always do if I'm nervous, that's some sort of meditating for me) and went to the library to borrow some new books. After all, I'm not so nervous anymore, just very tired, because last night I couldn't sleep, my leg hurted badly, there's a big wound on it and I don't know how it get there. But allright. Dang, it's already 1 hour and 45 minutes left! And I still have to get fish for my dad (the store stinks DX) and I must do my hair a bit (it's REALLY a kinda broom now) etc. etc.
Okay, I'm still nervous

Hope your reunion went well!

Trying not to completely freak out...

Analogy time: when I was about 9 or 10, a neighbor had an enormous attack dog which was the terror of all the neighborhood kids. It was fierce and angry-looking and constantly digging out of its yard to roam the streets. One summer afternoon, as I, my little brother, and our respective best friends were all playing together outside, the Terror of the Neighborhood comes bounding. Right. At us. Naturally, we all shrieked and fled for my family's front porch. I was skinny and unathletic and fell way behind everyone else. As they were standing on the porch, front door open, howling at me to hurry, I heard the beast right behind me...and realized there was NO way I could outrun it. Ever.

So...I stopped. I turned around. I faced it. It was as tall at the head as me. I stood there, terrified, certain of my doom, and held out a hand to it. It sniffed, it licked, it wagged tail. It thought we were playing chase, apparently. (Relief...and natch, getting a rep for standing up to the beastie was pretty cool.) ; >)

Today I am having a Beast Is Right Behind Me Day. Started new job, and while I think I can do it, there's so much new stuff being thrown at me, and I had to take a drug test and be fingerprinted (ACK -- this for someone who completely understood The Lone Gunmen from "X-Files"), and I might get my first client as early as TOMORROW...

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!

My father bought me ten new reeds for my saxophone. I'm very glad with it. Only, I can't play now... Oof, my back... Every time I tense my diaphragm... uche uche....