i really don't know where to begin this time. your mood seemed to be on the positive side. i've never seen you this cheerful eversince you were admitted 6 months back. yes it was weird, but i was happy to see you shine. to see your excitement telling us your stories although we could barely make out what you were saying. but then again, that was yesterday. today was no different; until you came home. it was a major opposite reaction. i don't know what you're thinking, or how you're feeling, but all i know is that it's definitely not good. you're going through a side effect only ______ will have to go through. i began to learn the drugs are taking over; it bound to happen anyway, sooner or later. i noticed your changes. it was abrupt. it was scary. it made us cry. and i can't help thinking this is karma; biting me back. if before this i was afraid for you and your condition, this time, i'm.. afraid of you.

school officially starts tomorrow for me. and for the first time, i don't give a hoot of what to wear (yeah, typical). and surprisingly enough, i'm not as shitexcited about it as i was before. in my head right now, is if you'll re-enact the scene this evening. please don't. ever.