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I just wanted to write, today, while I feel like this.
I feel GOOD! I am trying to work out the cause, but there may be a few. But I am happy, and I wanted to write a happy entry. I don't have enough of them, and I want to remember something like this feeling when I look through my entries.
I've had coffee, and I've had Tim Tams with the coffee. Sugar rush for the win!
I have new music to listen to obsessively and adore. I have D&D tomorrow to look forward to. J has been online and we've spoken! I have patterned tights! Will wear a skirt some time just so I can wear the tights...
I have a week of holidays left. Then I can fiddle with university classes and see if I can pick up a Gothic Literature subject. Finally, I will be trying something new. Hopefully it will be interesting and give me a boost. But otherwise, I have subjects planned and ready to go. I need to do better this semester, and I really want to. For myself and my own self-respect, if nothing else.
It's almost painful, the feeling in my chest. Like holding my breath, but breathing nonetheless. Heartbeats are more pronounced, and I keep marvelling at this good mood...
I love. I just love.
I feel GOOD! I am trying to work out the cause, but there may be a few. But I am happy, and I wanted to write a happy entry. I don't have enough of them, and I want to remember something like this feeling when I look through my entries.
I've had coffee, and I've had Tim Tams with the coffee. Sugar rush for the win!
I have new music to listen to obsessively and adore. I have D&D tomorrow to look forward to. J has been online and we've spoken! I have patterned tights! Will wear a skirt some time just so I can wear the tights...
I have a week of holidays left. Then I can fiddle with university classes and see if I can pick up a Gothic Literature subject. Finally, I will be trying something new. Hopefully it will be interesting and give me a boost. But otherwise, I have subjects planned and ready to go. I need to do better this semester, and I really want to. For myself and my own self-respect, if nothing else.
It's almost painful, the feeling in my chest. Like holding my breath, but breathing nonetheless. Heartbeats are more pronounced, and I keep marvelling at this good mood...
I love. I just love.