*please hit me in the head with something big*

If you could see me right now, you'd think that now I'm completly crazy (or that I finally went back to get those antidepressents my shrink wanted me to take).
But it's not that. No it's not even close!

It's just the fact that life is nice!
I don't know why (especially because half an hour ago I was close to never stop screaming), but right now I feel just good!

I'm listening/sing along to 'Bringing on the heartache' by Mariah Carey. The song is on repead, my windows are wide open for fresh air, and it's loud enaugh that people three streets away can here her cry about the evil that is love.

I also dance and jump around my appartement but I don't tell you that because I'd be embarrassesd