Everything seems so bland recently. No flavour. Nothing.

My day was a bland one. I went to bed early last night, and woke earlier too, I guess thats to be expected really. I spent the morning watching the cricket.

The afternoon I have spent reading. I have read alot. I got so into my book, that I hadn’t realized that the sun had gone down and the moon was out. So I guess that was about 6hrs reading. Amazing. I still haven’t finished reading the book. I stopped as I was getting a headache, well it was getting worse, as I have had one all day.

It was another beautiful day today. I didn’t go outside much, as I was inside reading like I said. I feel like I should have gone outside and "smelt the roses" so to speak. Is it wrong to be inside even more? I think so, yet, I didn’t have the motivation to do it. Maybe motivation is the key to my happiness.

I didn’t get around to calling the psych to make another appointment. I don’t like doing it when mums around. I don’t like her knowing my business. Its bad enough when she answers the phone when its someone for me.  I’m a private person when it comes to my family, and I’d like to keep it that way thank you very much.

Speaking of phone calls, there were 3 calls for me today, all of which I didn’t answer. Mum answerd for me, and said that I wasn’t here. I don’t feel like talking to many people right now. I’d prefer to just blog, and talk to my close friends I have here. I know I should talk to these people, yet I don’t have the strength to do it. I’m weak. I’m affraid. It’s very depressing.

I only just rememberd to take my meds for today. I only have 4 left, so I need to make sure I get a repeat tomorrow.  Oh so exciting I know..  Don’t mind me, i’m very uneventful.

I wish I were stronger. I wish I had a heart, maybe I should follow the yellow brick road and ask the wizard of Oz….