Such a very very good day
Yes, even with an 8 am final. Damn I've got to be an optimist if I can have one of my very best days in a very long while during finals week. Maybe it has to do with my uber confidence over my Anthro final. Maybe it has to do with the full nights sleep I finally let myself have. Maybe its finally getting out of sweats and actually putting myself together. Maybe it's finally remembering what good clevage feels like. Maybe it's the yummy free tea from Kerkhoff. Maybe it's understanding my psych ta in office hours. Maybe it's not feeling the need to go to the review afterword. Maybe it's finally feeling the possibility of flirtation with the elusive boy who always manages to find me during psych discussion, even if he is a smart ass. Maybe it's finally deciding not to move into the house. Maybe it's making others feel less stressed because I'm not stressed in the slightest. Maybe it's getting all my Italian art history classes aprroved, solidifying my trip next fall. Maybe it's my trip next fall. Maybe it's my <3 mix on Pinkie that always makes me feel better. Maybe it's rediscovering country. Maybe it's the Postal Service making a random appearance. Maybe it's truly feeling appreciative of everything I'm lucky enough to have, or have had. You know when you feel positively radiant and sexy, like you are glowing from something hidden within you that suddenly doesn't seem so hidden from the rest of the world? You know when it starts to affect your walk, when your hips seem to sway on their own, and there's a hop in each step that wasn't there before? It's been one of those days. I'm so happy. And for once this week, I'm not hyped on caffeine. It's really ME feeling happy. God I missed this. I really truly missed this. I have a feeling these days are about to start regularly coming back to me. I love being a happy girl, a really really really happy girl.