Current mood:	giddy
Current music:	Garden State Soundtrack

I am utterly, completely, totally, head-over-heels in love.

I'm happy. Why is it so hard for people to just be happy and just be glad for other people that are happy? I'm happy. I am in love with the most amazing guy. Amazing. The best part about it is that I am totally myself - more so than I ever have been in a relationship with anyone. I've always tried to please the guy I was with and turn into what I thought they wanted me to be. With Anthony, it's not like that, because I already am what he wants. He's so incredible to be around. We can have the best time just sitting on a curb or playing in the pine needles or having frostys at Wendy's or getting lost in Ponka...I have more fun with him than I do with anyone else. I'm not afraid to be myself around him. There's really no other word for what we have other than amazing, if there even is a word to describe it to begin with.

I'm happy. People should be happy. Everyone has things they wish they didn't have going on in their lives, but why always focus on them? Why can't people be glad that other people are happy? I'm glad that I'm happy.


[This is what happens to you after being on the road for an unGodly amount of hours]

I'm down to 103 now. I find that hard to believe because I've eaten more in the past few days than I have in a long time. But yay nonetheless.

Some girls make me laugh. A lot. I find entertainment in them. I'm not sure if that's bad or not.