identify 100 things that make me happy (besides money)

i love finding new bands/singers that nobody’s ever heard of, and then watching them slowly gain popularity and success.

i love my beat up, written-all-over, falling apart converse sneakers.

i love bright colors, and having them surround me.

i love old stuff-typewriters, record players, whatever.

i love my new, bigger, brighter bedroom.

i love it when my ballet teacher is in a good mood.

i love stuffed animals.

weekends. this was the best one i’ve had in such a long time and now it’s nice to just sit back and reflect on it. i got together with all my friends and even though some of us have been having issues lately, it’s nice to know that some things are always going to stay the same.

My bestest friend. Her name is Taylor and I honestly believe that’s she’s my “other half”, but the friendship version. There are way too many words I could use to describe her, but I feel happiest of all when we’re together. She brings out the best in me and we have so much in common it’s crazy. She’s the only person I feel like I could tell absolutely anything to and trust my life with. I love her.
Best friends=ultimate happiness(:

Writing. It’s like a vent for me. Mad? I’ll go write something. Upset? Disappointed? I’ll write. I write when I’m happy or when I can’t sleep. Sometimes I get the weirdest thoughts in my head, and then watching it develop into this story, with characters and dialogue and settings and emotions makes me feel unbelievable. I love going back and reading all the old things I’ve written and thinking about what could happen next, or where the heck I came up with that, or what I was thinking when I was typing frantically to try and keep up with my ideas. It’s ridiculous. But I love it. Imagination is great.
The crappy part is that now endless hours of homework have crowded into that time. D: RAWR!