About the day I called the day before yesterday the day after tomorrow

Hey ho!

I was in a pretty bad depression the last few days. I ate just a few things like... one apple a day. Most of the day I spend looking out of the window listening to really sad songs and being in a soft melancholy. Yesterday evening it turned worse. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I didn't want this, I didn't want that, I just didn't want to do ANYTHING.
Most of the girls at my age have these kinds of little depressions, when their boyfriend is at vacation for two days and they can't hold hands for 24 hours of the day. Yeah, I know, that's some kind of really bad situation. For people not having worse problems.
No, my depression was not caused by a silly boy, my weight (which actually IS bad right now...), or some pimples in my face, no.
Today was the day. The day before yesterday I called it the day after tomorrow. Especially because it is as melodramatic and catastrophic as the film is. Today was the day.

The first day in school after the summer break.

You saw this coming, didn't you? Well, I am writing this at home, after the school day, so don't worry - I survived it. The reason why I was scared that much was my change from a junior to a senior. Today I started the next to last year of school. You know, this is such a scary feeling! In two years, everybody's expecting I turned mature and adult. In two years, I will hold the golden ticket for my golden life in my own two hands.
Time passes much too fast. Much too fast!

Becoming a senior is like entering a new world. It's new rules, new people, new teachers, new books, new clothes, new bikes... In a really special way everything which was old and uncool starts to be exciting. Even if it's just for the first few days... there is some magic in it.

And after this short depression before school start it felt like I took a trip on some awesome drugs. Being up there is great. Being up there is amazing. Being so close to being done with school...

I think what forms the magic is the future in this whole story. Everything we do, everything we say... it has to do so much with the future, with all this unknown everything!

Keep your head and your heart up.
And don't forget: school might be hard, but it offers you a kind of future a child without education will never have.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

wanderlust