Happiness
For the first time in a while, I realize that I am actually happy. I wasn't missing anything like grades or boys or whatever. I was missing sports. Now that track has started, I remember why I love running so much. I go down to the track, and I leave all of my problems behind. I can get all of the pain I'm feeling out through the pain in my muscles. I can wake up the next morning feeling sore, and know that I worked hard, and that the pain will only make me stronger. And that feeling is amazing. Life just seems so much nicer now that I'm running again. Plus, I missed the team. I love all the Fried's room people to death, but hanging out with new people, different people, is so much fun.
In other news, I don't have homework tonight. So I'm doing nothing. Maybe I'll do my math homework if I really feel inclined.
In other news, I don't have homework tonight. So I'm doing nothing. Maybe I'll do my math homework if I really feel inclined.