December. Ohh joy!

I suppose lying on my floor and sobbing could not possibly have been the answer, but it was close enough for me, because I have no real answer.
My mood flipped, as it always does. I found myself overjoyed to be alive and to have Austin. It's something of value to me, partly because I'm learning to speak my mind. I find myself often too afraid to communicate how I feel. That shell is finally coming off. I can speak. It's a bit like the book, one of which I've come to appreciate since ninth grade.
Sunday was.. unspeakably fun. When I go over to Austin's we lie around and talk about everything. There's no such thing as boredom. I rather prefer to call it adventure. We decided to play the 'guess what food I just put in your mouth?' game. So I was blindfolded first, and I remember American cheese (ew!) and apple.. cobbler? Not sure. Me, being devious, couldn't be as simple as that. I knew the moment poor Austin was blindfolded he regretted the game. (That would be from my hysterical laughter as I looked for something to make him eat!) Let me just say it took quite the lot of coaxing to get him to open his mouth. And to what? Oh, not much.. but a spoonful of garlic powder!;) So, so sum it up, Sunday was a good day.
I thought I was going to return to school this week overwhelmed with work. I had three tests to make up, but other than that I did perfectly alright. I'm working on keeping from becoming overly stressed at little things. Progress? I can't say much.
This morning the world awoke to a gray, depressing rain. The chill wind blew at the house and the utter wetness was all too dreary to me. I'm already beginning to hate the cold. By lunchtime the snow came, and within an hour or two, everywhere was covered in it's malicious blanket! I did not have a proper coat. Come to think of it, I do not believe I OWN a proper coat. To say the least, I froze on the bus, at home, at cleaning, and I'm freezing now. My room is dark, and I'm huddled under cover. I most certainly should not be awake right now. Oh well. I just hope my mood can hold up, or my SAT tests on Saturday will turn out terrible.