Its almost 6 o'clock.
And I haven't slept since yesterday. *shrug* Stuff like that happens I guess.
I'm on my... what I'm thinking may be my 3rd or 4th copy of The Perks of Being a Wallflower.
And it always seems like I read that book when I NEED to.
Like when it first was released in 7th grade, and I read it all throughout Math class with Mr. Hutton one day.
Or how I found it again when I ended up moving back to MI after my mother died.
And like how I passed it along to friends going through rough times.
And how I'm now reading it again because I am satisfied with the way things are going.
For the first time in a long while I feel fairly content with my life, I have an air of optimism that flows through my body, giving fresh air to my ailing heart and mind. Things aren't perfect, nor should they ever be. But the challenges I am being faced with as handled with bravado and life rolls along.
I mean, I have a job which I like, which has a few more opportunities opening up for me. I have a girlfriend whom I'm in love with, and who; amazingly enough; warrants a return investment on those 3 words of "I love you." My friends get along with her, and my dad likes her. And her parents tolerate me. Although I keep on getting compared with one of her sisters old boyfriends whom her parents loved to death.
Which slightly annoys me since we have far too much in common.
But nevertheless, I'm enjoying life and the people I'm here with. And I'm being a bit nostalgic when I say this... but...
Thank you everyone, past and present, who have been my friends and been a shoulder to cry on or arms to hug. Thank you.
You have made me who I am, for the better I believe.
~Cody
I'm on my... what I'm thinking may be my 3rd or 4th copy of The Perks of Being a Wallflower.
And it always seems like I read that book when I NEED to.
Like when it first was released in 7th grade, and I read it all throughout Math class with Mr. Hutton one day.
Or how I found it again when I ended up moving back to MI after my mother died.
And like how I passed it along to friends going through rough times.
And how I'm now reading it again because I am satisfied with the way things are going.
For the first time in a long while I feel fairly content with my life, I have an air of optimism that flows through my body, giving fresh air to my ailing heart and mind. Things aren't perfect, nor should they ever be. But the challenges I am being faced with as handled with bravado and life rolls along.
I mean, I have a job which I like, which has a few more opportunities opening up for me. I have a girlfriend whom I'm in love with, and who; amazingly enough; warrants a return investment on those 3 words of "I love you." My friends get along with her, and my dad likes her. And her parents tolerate me. Although I keep on getting compared with one of her sisters old boyfriends whom her parents loved to death.
Which slightly annoys me since we have far too much in common.
But nevertheless, I'm enjoying life and the people I'm here with. And I'm being a bit nostalgic when I say this... but...
Thank you everyone, past and present, who have been my friends and been a shoulder to cry on or arms to hug. Thank you.
You have made me who I am, for the better I believe.
~Cody