Michael's continued friendship despite everything.
Nobody in my family has died during my lifetime.
I have a wonderful father.
I'm able to tolerate my mother most of the time.
My uncle is still alive despite his kidney problems.
My family is well-off enough financially that I don't often have to worry about money.
I have lots of loyal friends.
I have a good, working computer.
David's friendship.
Emily's friendship.
Hallie's friendship.
Griffin's friendship.
My brother's tolerability.
Robyn's friendship.
Josiah's friendship.
The amount of mental stability I retain despite my exaggerations of the mental danger I am in.
Ring of Steel.
That I am good at learning.
That my teachers are as forgiving as they have been when I can't finish my homework on time.
Doctor Who.
Audny's friendship.
Djilia Phralengo.
All my hamsters, despite their eventual deaths and occasional meanness.
LiveJournal, for giving me a place to vent without annoying my friends too much.
DeviantArt, for giving me an excuse to play with photos of Michael.
Michael, for being the kindest and most attractive person I know, and also for trusting me.
That anyone trusts me, and that so far I've mostly been worthy of their trust.
That I think my brain is done flinging enormous quantities of hormones at me.
Community Ensemble Theatre.
YAG.
Everyone at Ring who's patient when I'm taking a while to learn something.
Elinor's friendship.
Neil Gaiman's writing.
El Goonish Shive.
Headphones.
iTunes.
Firefly/Serenity.
Slash fanfiction.
Batman comics (especially Hush).
The fact that I'm going to be 16 in less than a month.
The fact that I'm not quite 16 yet.
Jack Davenport.
Viggo Mortensen.
Latin class.
Jason (my Latin teacher).
Pioneer getting out much later than I normally do.
My lack of a first block.
Michael's apparent willingness to talk to me about a wide range of topics.
The times when I am calm and motivated.
The times when I am hyper and motivated.
The times when I am hyper and obligation-free, therefore able to have fun.
The times when I feel at peace with the world, however short.
Kosmo's.
People letting me mooch food off of them.
My religion's encouragement of spiritual curiosity.
Natural highs.
Divine and extranatural forces working in benign ways.
Every time the grues don't eat me.
The occasional escape from real life.
Real life.
The fact that I had Avery as a counterpoint for a time, helping me learn how to make coherent arguments.
Mirrormask.
Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Michael dressing as Frankenfurter.
The fact that my parents are still together.
The eventual recovery of my torso muscles.
Michael singing and playing his guitar for me on Tuesday.
The lateness of my parents to pick me up from Ring on Tuesday.
That Michael didn't have a problem with me dressing as him.
Walking in the rain during early fall/late summer.
The look of new snow.
Shiny things.
Beauty.
Love.
Sleep.