Sometimes it sucks being bipolar, because I can't really enjoy my good moods. I'm always worrying "now when is this out of hand, and what is the line between being normal and being manic?" I was driving home today from Aesop's, all in a good mood because i talked to Travis, I got some studying done, etc. . . . . I was singing out loud like a maniac, and all around having a good time being wacky with no one watching and all of a sudden i was like "oh shit, am I getting manic???" I can't enjoy being happy and carefree because I worry that if I let my guard down, I'll break free of the reigns and go off the deep end. (How many cliches can I use in one sentence?)
On a different note, Travis got a cell phone today, which makes me happy because now I won't have to worry about him paying long distance bills. Plus, he called me on his way to work today, so that means I'll be able to talk to him more often. Not that I want to be a stalker or anything. I just find it difficult to adjust to his work schedule (10 pm to 7 am) and sleep schedule (who knows?).
ANYWAY . . . . . work tomorrow, 11-3 (my favorite shift of the week!) and then Aesop's for coffee and homework! (ugh).