So good.

I just got super tired all of a sudden. I should probably study a tad for psychology or shpanish but I just am sick of the books, the pages, the tiny texts. My eyes are beginning to have a hard time seeing up close now, as if they're not blind enough already.

Tonight someone asked my how my day was and I said, after thinking about it, "it was good." she said, "good as in fun? or restful? or what?" and I said, "good as in good. as in, well, I dunno I've just always used the word "good" in all honesty, not to cop out of saying how it really was. I really mean good." I kept trying to explain myself, trying to think of another word for "good" but nothing was fitting. I said at one point during our horribly detailed and laborious discussion that I meant it in "the biblical sense." whhhat?? she didn't get it, I didn't even get it. do you get what I mean?

I mean good.
I mean moral, the opposite of evil,
wholesome, not lacking.

Today was good. I woke up early, took a final, then went back to sleep while it rained outside. I was warm under my covers totally satisfied. Then I had such a good time catching up over lunch and coffee with a good friend of mine. The coffee was delicious. Christmas blend. Then I did nothing for a couple hours. I hadn't done that in a while. Then I basically finished my photo final and enjoyed the company of some good friends there in the lab. I did homework in starbucks with some more good people. I came back to my room and changed into some warm, soft clothes. I drove to my friends' house and enjoyed a couple freshly homemade cookies while they taught me how to sleep without flailing my arms awkwardly. We laughed some belly laughs. I drove back home and sat down here, amidst my clutter and mess that I've learned to accept. It feels good to be alive and blinking on this cold, rainy, what-could-be-miserable therefore, day.

today was just innately good.

and hey, I got a new camera! so to celebrate I took a horribly cliche picture of my face.


woot canon, woot.