Good timing/bad timing

Today was going to the day I told my housemates (Carlo and Joe) about everything that's been going since Friday afternoon. Although I had several occasions to tell them, the timing was never quite right. One moment, I'm eating noodles and they're talking to our neighbours. The next moment we're playing on the Playstation, so there was never a right time. Now is particularly not a good time as Chris has his girlfriend round and his friend, Matt, around too. I'm determined to say it to them later when everybody goes home or to sleep. However, one of them is drunk and is suspectible to saying anything he wishes without giving two shits. I could tell them tonight or tomorrow. But this brings about whether or not the casting aside begins. I already feel quite isolated from them already, as they like to hang around with each other and I get left out.

I've told my sister about the whole thing, and I just pray to God she does not tell my parents. It's an odd thing with Chinese parents, and the language barrier is a difficult one for me. "Hmm what's depression in Chinese?"...."Erm..." I need to book the doctors appointment next week, then he'll probably wanna see me again to explain the results.

Bring on next week. It's gonna be tiring. Sigh.