I walked into the garden this morning to find my mother having a meeting with a doctor (without my knowledge or consent) discussing what anti-depressants to put me on. Great. I really don't want to go on anything. As much as I hate the way I feel, I hate the idea of dependence on medication even more. I've been through that stage already and I was desperately hoping that that stage was over. It becomes such a burden. Anyway, I guess that's enough moaning for one morning!

Varsity is great. Learning a lot. Making new friends. It gets my mind off all the people who aren't around anymore. Bearing this in mind I would still trade it for having them all back! But, I guess to change is to grow and lately I feel like I've been growing down and not up so this is probably the best thing for me at the moment.