I'm happy. For the first time in a while. I've achieved the happiness that I so wished for from my pits of despair last night. I reconciled with Joey. I talked the homework situation over with my teacher. She says she'll give me extra credit. I made my diary all pretty. I am doing my favorite thing in the world -- writing in my sitdiary, listening to music, and organizing my computer space. If I had a sacred space, my computer would be it. It is the only thing in this chaotic house that I care to keep organized. Once things get messy, I just don't waste my time with them XP My grandma made Noki ^_^ So, I'm just generally cheerful. It's this... warm and fuzzy feeling of wellbeing. So, for the first time, I'm actually treating this as a diary rather than something in which to write my random depressing stuff. Now I'm listening to The Postal Service... They are beautiful :) So, everything is wonderful, including the weather. The rain's coming in again on Wednesday, I suppose that's when I'll return to my normal self. Other than that, I haven't much to say. RIP Kurt Cobain, February 20, 1967 to April 5, 1994. On the 10th anniversary of his death, may we remember the contribution he made to the world in his life. Although I am not his greatest fan, it must be said he was an extraordinary man, and nothing if not a major influence on millions of people, and, most especially, my very own hometown in the lowly suburbs of Seattle. So let's all wish Kurt a happy after/next life, and remember that music both saves and kills. God bless. ~ Beth