The wonders of screaming!

I've been extremely emotional recently. Various things going on in my life have given me some ups and downs. During the last week, I've sorta come to expect myself to go from hyper to depressed, to giddy, to confused, to happy, to sad, and back to hyper again, all in a span of about five minutes. You could just say, I'm an emotional wreck. Today was no exception. I was quite happy in the afternoon, but then suddenly I got really down. Sadly, this was right before I was supposed to be going to a basketball game with Joel and Esther. So I wasn't feeling much like going. But I did.

We ended up sitting in the wrong place and were surrounded by fans of the other team. =P Now, I'm not terribly into sports so to me, it didn't matter much which team won. But since my dads a prof at the school I sorta had to root for them. And by the end I was anyway because I was quite annoyed with the other team. They did everything possible to get fouls called on the other team. And they were wimps. A few of them seriously cried just to get fouls called. Which totally irked me because I cannot stand wimpy girls. A little pain never hurt anyone so I hate when people make a big deal out of nothing. But anyway, we were surrounded by fans of the rival school and of course they were doing the typical fan thing: yelling like crazy at the refs, screaming when points were made, the whole nine yards. And they since the other team was getting on Joel's, Esther's, and my nerves, we decided to do our own screaming. Our reasoning for this was maybe not the best. We wanted to do it just to see how these loyal fans around us would react.

Perhaps this was wrong, I don't really know. But it was rather funny the first time we screamed really loud when 'our' team got a point. The lady in front of us just sorta turned around and had the most comical expression. So of course that made us just want to do it more. By the end of the game, my throat hurt from yelling/screaming so much. But slowly, throughout the game, I had started feeling better. The more I yelled, the more I felt a sense of relief. Like a huge weight of anxiety was slowly lifting. So by the end of the game I felt much better.

Then Joel wanted to go the a movie. The cheap theater in town only shows two movies at once. I don't remember now what the other was, but I know we looked it up and weren't sure it was decent. So we went to 'Bolt'. While it was sorta a dumb movie, it was just what I needed. I actually laughed while watching it. And I haven't laughed in about a week. Not a real laugh. Sure I forced a laugh a few times, but not a genuine one. In fact, I don't know if I had really even smiled genuinely this week either. So laughing felt marvelous.

And then after the movie, Joel decided he wanted to take Esther and I to go get ice cream. So to any of you that think Joel is just weird, I just want you to know, he is really very sweet. After all, what other guy do I know that would take me out for a game, a movie, and ice cream all in one night. =P He wouldn't even let Esther and me open our doors to get in or out of the car. =D He's quite a proper gentleman.

So last night I discovered that if you are feeling down, you should go scream your head off. Does wonders. =D But on a more serious note, I just want to thank God for my siblings, the best support group ever. I love you guys!