I can't complain today. I was good..and sunny. Although my face (and ego) are bruised from various sports balls...I enjoyed being in today. I couldn't help feeling like I should find something horrible about the people or the situation. It's strange, but I couldn't do it. It felt I was violating some teenage law where it's okay to be "okay" sometimes. Lately, I've experienced what it's like to get lost in cooper city, the horrid taste of teenagers, and made a fort in my bedroom. Eh. Not bad :D And then there's always that one person...all the time...ugh. Don't even get me started. Now, it's on to...uh...tea parties?