Oh Happy Day
At the moment I am soooooooo fucking happy I can't believe it (and no, I am not stoned, directed at all you skeptics out there). For the past few days I have just been writhing in a pit of teenage angst but I guess I pulled out of it, because I feel great! I think it was just a phase, and I pulled outta my ABBA-obsession phase too, so that's good news. I guess I am feeling better in part because yesterday I went shopping by myself and walked home just keeping myself company. I know that sounds like the lamest thing to be excited about, but since I am a driver's ed drop out, well technically I passed but only because I flirted with my teacher and promised him I would call him when I turned 18 (not kidding, ew), I have no driving-related skills, and I usually rely on other people to do anything or go anywhere. To be able to go shopping by myself and not feel self conscious, to not need someone there to hold my hand every step of the way, to just be in charge, felt really good. I did step on a bee during the walk back from Harris Teeter and Old Navy, but despite being stung on the bottom of my foot, it was an empowering experience. I managed to come out ok, but sadly, the bee did not make it. Serves him right, way to not adapt and develop a stinger that isn’t attached to your stomach asshole. I guess I am also just really proud that I have overcome one of my biggest fears, being by myself. It hasn’t been easy to say the least, but I have survived here a month and haven’t starved/caught on fire/been arrested/been diagnosed with typhus/been evicted yet, so good for me! I know that most people take these kinds of things for granted, but being in Charlottesville has made me grow up a little bit, but no worries, I still cuss like a sailor and act like I am a gigantic 5 year old most of the time. Food has always been a hard skill for me to master, and I am just especially proud that I have been able to fix my own food, eat healthily, and not over or under do it while I’ve been here. Ok, the sappiness is over. Anyway, some more reasons to beam: I am getting tanner (thank you Oxford Hills pool), I can get a zero on my final tomorrow and still get a C in my class (which is nice to know), and I have a lot to look forward too. Ato party on Friday, Harry Potter comes out soon, and I come home on Saturday and can see my family and wonderful, wonderful friends who I miss so much! I am just in a great mood despite the fact I haven’t started studying yet - bah who cares. I basically learned the sea is fucked anyway no matter what we do, so I don’t feel like it’s too dire I re-read my oceanography textbook. I think this is actually the first class I’ve been in where we actually read the entire text, which is good considering he didn’t teach us a damn thing. I love my teacher but he has the worst hair cut I have ever seen and apparently cuts his son’s hair, poor kid. Anyway, I also need to attribute some of my happiness to re-reading my favorite book in the world, “Daisy Fay and the Miracle Man,” because that is the only book that makes me laugh out loud. It always cheers me up and it felt so good to read, it felt like I was catching up with an old friend. I have decided I want to be a rebellious 1950s southern debutante with an accent to match. Well I need to go to the gym so I can stall and not start studying, but I can’t wait to see everyone when I get home! Ciao!