It’s only a bit past midnight and life is good right now. Like right here in this moment things are so good. I have lovely parents, a wonderful boyfriend. I had my favorite dish at the Cheesecake Factory tonight datpastadavinci. I’m back home using dat two-ply cushy toilet paper :D which is so much nicer than the sandpaper in college. Also I’m lying in my lovely queen sized bed, I can twist any which way, and even make fucking imaginary snow angels. I don’t have classes in the morning - so like why can’t I sleep?

Its dis odd feeling of being so achingly tired and completely awake- at the same time. And sad. Don’t forget the sad.

Like a weird buzzing noise ringing in my ears and dull ache in my tummy.

Is life just the time of my discontent. Insert more *complain complain complain* here.

I’m gonna work on being happier. Just genuinely happier. Being happy is a choice no? Like your outlook on life is within your control no?

I think I’m gonna start with journaling. Idk yet on fb? Or vlogging? Or on a tumblr? I’ll find somewhere.

Ever since I was small journaling was so hard for me to do. Commitment was hard for me, and tbh the daily life of Kathleen wasn’t too exciting

But idk.

I think I care about myself enough to just talk about my day each day even for a little bit :)

I’m just gonna put it out there, before I didn’t wanna burden anyone, but like now I kinda get it I think. Words aren’t always meant to be heard. Sometimes words just need to exist. Words and thoughts just need to be put out there, they just need to breathe.

So air your dirty laundry girlfran. I believe in you. 😊
So much love from,
Yours truly (teehee)