...yes, I know. It seems so easy to say.
"Alright. I'm happy now."

But for once, while writing it, I really feel like it. It's as if I wanted to say to the whole world that I love them.

There are so many things coming in my life. So many stupid things, in a way that even if I decided to write my own autobiography, people would think that it's way too cliche and exagerated.
But nevermind.

Tonight is a night when I don't want to think of all those things. Strange stuff somehow keep happening to me, and sometimes it's good stuff. And for those things, I feel like I should stop feeling so down.

So yeah. I don't have time, I don't have money, I'm studying things I'm not even interested in bu WHATEVER. There's still some good things and that's why I'm still fighting.

So, encouraged by this sudden urge of optimism, I decided to do an update here. How strange. But it feels good still. I once more found back people I like a lot, and many other things. I really should stop giving up on my account here - or even giving up on anything.

Honnestly, I wonder how long this will last. I would like it to last forever. I like that state of mind; I like this motivation.
But hey, no time for questions. This evening, I'm happy. I'm finally free from something that has devoured me during the past years, it will probably come bakc but just not now. I have stopped feeling so lonely, fearing abandon, and found back people who cared. It's good.
I have also discovered that I, too, could care for something. And that's probably one of the most important things.
It's high time for me to learn what the word "LIVE" could mean.
And I can't wait.

And you, all: take care.

Lia