The temperature in my room may be ridiculously warm.
I may have an insane craving for cookies.
I definitely want to sleep, but have a weird inability to go to bed before 1/2/3am.
And I really really want someone to cuddle with before I fall asleep.
But I'm content.
As much as I complain about things, I'm pretty happy with where my life is right now.
Sure, academically I'm kind of failing, but that can be fixed.
*I just bought spoons, which somehow means to me that I can take care of myself, and am thus beginning to be a responsible adult.
*I have a job, which I've had for the past year and a half, and although I don't get many hours I get enough to pay my phone bill and buy necessities.
*I'm single, which is exactly where I want to be, and there are guys hitting on me quite a bit (especially creepers at bus stops), which reinforces my belief that I'm pretty damn cute.
*I have a room completely to myself for the next couple weeks.
*And I'm me. I'm not anyone but me. And I don't want to be anyone but me.
I'm perfectly happy being myself.
And while sometimes I wish I had more courage, more self confidence, less this, more that, I actually really like who I am.
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