Well i am doing much better. im am pulling my self out of my depression with help, of a few people around me. whom i love oh so much. its funny i write more online then i do in my real journal. typeing is so much faster. i guess it just shows, the era we have put ourselfs in to. what happened to letter writeing? lol funny thing i still write letters to people. its so personal. but people these days they are all about e-mails and text messages. what happened to love letters and those bright red seals with wax; your own personal stamp. do you even know the last time you wrote a whole letter? i do. i have not only wrote letters that i have sent off but letters that i write purely for my self. they are to someone, but i never sent them and never will. some are confessions of love, hate, passion, and envy. this journal is called off with here head for the reason of i think too damn much. i have been people watching alot more these days. i see who they are and what they are all a about. i see movements that they do all the time. with out knowing it, eyes, hands, expressons. these are examples. the person who is sitting with me now, he shakes his leg, until he focus on something diffrent. then it stops. but thats not the only time he does it. he also does it when he is falling a sleep, even sometimes in his sleep. he bites his bottom lip just as i do. i do that when im worried, or just plain thinking to hard, as i catch my self doing it just now. This journal is just an update if you will. and things that are not past but things that are NOW...