Sunday.

Yesterday's outing was pretty fun. Had to thank them for making my day. Met up with my baby waterfall after that, and I continued with my never ending conversation. I have been talking to her so much about my stuff this few days. I feel so depressing and this is certainly not a new experience. I hate this to happen. Wtf! I was talking and talking trying to alleviate the sorrow. I broke down, I tried to console myself. Nothing seems to be better.

I can only say that I'm freaking depressed now.