i am now off that medication that made me gain all that weight, Risperdal, and made the switch to Seroquel. and it's working really well. aside from drowsiness in the afternoon (i take it in the morning), it's virtually side-effect-free. plus i'm slowly losing weight. oh yeah.

i'm going to summer school, but i find that i enjoy learning from teachers who actually know what the hell they're talking about. and that'll be over in two weeks and i only have to go for four hours in the mornings so it's not so bad, really. my grades are, if i may be so bold, excellent, and i haven't even been receiving assistance from the teachers. i've just been... motivated.

jeremy and i have been spending every spare moment together. he is my best friend... but i asked him out and we have been having a really good time. he told me he loves me and i return the sentiment. he's pretty much grown up without affection, so i try my best to be there for him as much as i can. my mom says i couldn't have picked a better person. and my brother, a year and a half younger than me, loves to hang out with him. jeremy is coming camping with us the third week of august. i hate camping but i know i will have a good time.

now, the ultimate question. the depression. sometimes i get flashes of nihilism and numbness and sometimes the occasional aching sadness. but it's all very rare. i am in a good place right now. i am going to put in effort at school next year, i love my boyfriend, and my mom, perhaps even my dad are supportive of me and are letting me grow into my future self... things are doing very well. and it's not a false high. i have worked hard to achieve this sanity and i will not let it slip from my grasp again.

what does this mean to you, faithful diary? i do not know... maybe i will return to tell you of a major milestone or to update you of my progress in school around october. but i know that it is goodbye, for now at least. so, my friend, goodbye.