It's spring again
Ok so it's spring break. (Or rather summer-esque sorta springy type break). I should be wildin, right? Should be hanging from a chandelier with my panties on my head. Well actually I'm miserable. I've just sunk right into some sort of funk. It's pretty bad too. 'Cause Stevie's not even helping. But on a brighter note, these low times are what define the high times. If it weren't for these moments of sadness (<-----understatement) I'd have nothing to compare those good times to. It makes the happy moments so much more sweet. So I'm just gonna roll with this moment, take it for what it is, be "happy" that I don't have to do anything and patiently await for me to be me again.