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I have been inexplicably happy for several days now, and it's wonderful. It's been building for awhile, ever since I got back from Princeton and Philadelphia. I think I actually must have a more severe than average case of seasonal anxiety. Nothing in my life has changed in the past 6 weeks, yet I can't imagine why I was spending so much time in my room crying. Now I go through my day with a smile on my face, bouncing through whatever is coming my way. Springtime for Ivan and Germany, I suppose...

And the best part is that this happiness is self-generated; completely internal. I'm not relying on someone or something external to make me feel good.

I need to stop thinking that I'm prettier, smarter, and generally better than all the people in the world that I don't know, even if it does help my poor self-esteem.

Ludacris and Ben Folds are coming in less than two weeks, and I am amazingly excited.

And lesbians are wonderful. I love lesbians. And they make great music:
Your mouth waters
stretched out on my bed
your fingers are trembling
and your heart is heavy and red
and your head is bent back
and your back is arched
my hand is under there
holding you up

Paper Progress:
Contemporary British Fiction Essay: 2/20
Chaucer Essay: 3/14
Weiss Simulation and Essay: 0/6

My defenses have been lowered; the shields are down.
You've got me right where you want me.
I give you this chance to dance romance.