Touched by a white angel

Depression strikes again. I've been feeling like this since last saturday night. Pressure, worry... u name it. I want company yet don't really feel sociable. The amount of things I need to settle and work on. Piano performance is next week. No piano lesson until after concert practise which is scary and not good...
Got home feeling tired. Seen the specialist, eaten pizza(craving for it for a long time), had exercise(dr's advise)....Got back seeing 3 lovely angels. Only 1 came to me. A smile formed. The only one angel that made me smile when I was walking back through the park. The same angel that made me happy that other day while the other 2 ran off. A little furry white angel that made a difference in my tiring day. Wished I could spend more time with that little angel but had to grab my things and head to cousin's house to do assignments.
*sigh*
Been a fake this week. Looked happy, sounded happy, looked interested in conversations, being nice(as usual)... But in fact, I'm somehow feeling sad, alone, bored, tired and worried. I'm amazed there were a few ppl that see through me.