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< January 07, 2006 - 8:30 p.m. > Two things about today: one, it was probably the worst day I've had in a long, long time; and two, it's the only horrible day I've ever been able to laugh off and get over this easily. It was rainy, and I had to go out and pay bills and buy things and spend spend spend, but it was alright somehow. I stopped by the bank to pay my ridiculous cell phone bill, and the teller told me I had really nice glasses (a compliment I get freakishly often for some reason), so I left feeling slightly more cheerful. Going to the grocery store was good because I stocked up on healthy stuff (I'm currently waging war against any added Christmas weight), and since I like eating healthy, it made me happy. Then I went to the library (where I had to pay a late fee) and rented a bunch of movies, and I came home and hung out with myself. And now I feel okay, really, and not just because I'm forcing myself to be okay for sanity's sake, but because I'm starting school again soon and I'm going back home for six days in February and I'll be home for six weeks in June, and one of those weeks will be spent in Maine, and this place isn't half-bad. I'll be okay because I always am, but this time I'm determined to make it more than that, because I refuse to spend any more time feeling tragic. End of story. somebody’s got a car outside |
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