I run back to the things they say could restore me, restore life to the way it should be.

I love how I think my day is going to be the longest, most awful unending day in the exsistence of days, and then it is awesome. Despite all the bad, it still ends up being amazing.

Laughing so hard you cry, instead of just crying is the best feeling there is. And what else can you do? Mope and be miserable, or laugh at life? My other friend chose to mope today. We decided to be the goofiest people ever.

There was a moment today, a pause right before jumping out into sleet. My friend asked me, "Are you ready for this?" as we stood there at the door, without umbrellas and after leaving the best Organic Chem class we've ever had. And okay, she meant the sleet, but it was one of those moments where you stop and think. Am I ready for what comes after this? Am I ready to meet that future I've been dreaming of?

And sorry, this is all over the place and I've been out of LJ for a while. A day I was dreading just ended up being one of the best of the week, and I was reminded of how I need to stop and enjoy life more, instead of focus on how much school hurts or how much I don't want to work on whatever day it is. As miserable as I get, these days aren't forever. Next year this time, I won't be with the same people everyday. I might be in some other country altogether, and I won't get what I have right now back. And I'll miss it when it's gone, even if I'm moving toward something better.