Dear Life. I'm okay again. In fact, im better then i thought i could be. and music once again is what my life revolves around. and boys dont really matter anymore. just the girls again. and. and. family. *sigh* Im happy. i dont need to complain and bitch. Im excited for tomorrow, and the tomorrow after that. I love getting up. And I love going to work. I love working late, and acting retarded with Dinorah. I love how my mum keeps having to call the fire deparment. haha. And I love how I'm so... happy. I missed it. I missed laughing that hard witchout a care. i Love not having to worry about where "he" might be tonight. or what "she" is saying behind my back. I love having some confidence. Enough to not give a rats ass if i look good enough for you. I Can sing for hours and hours and not care if i hit the right notes. i can watch a disney movie and not be ashamed. especially if i find myself laughing out loud with no one else around. im ready. im okay. and dear god, im happy. thank you. forever.