I am perfectly happy feeling like a moron
I'm happy.
Yes I know, looking at my last post it seems odd.
But I am.
I'm happy because I was wrong about thinking that my life was on official suck mode...because I was a total horomonal moron about certain occurances and automatically slipped into the mope-cry mood.
I'm happy because I talked to him...and he's going to be okay. He made a promise to me...and he has a very profound sense of honor. I don't think he'd lie to me...I hope he wouldn't.
Plus my parents are currently NOT bickering over money anymore...how long this luxury will last, I couldn't tell you, but I think we're going to be okay.
and I wrote a songfic. Two, actually, two songfics that I am possibly *proud* of.
It seems that everything from my writing to my home life is improving...which I am totally thankful for.
*is at peace*
My mom's making a chocolate pie right now and it smells like home...this is the first saturday morning i've woken up in my own bed for several months now (i'm usually at my dad's over the weekend.) and it feels nice.
I might have to do this good-daughter thing more often.