Baby, you're a firework.

I have absolutely noooo motivation for finals. Thus a blog post. Well, that and it's been weeks (AGAIN!)

Yep, within a mere 8 days, I will be finished will my fall semester. Crazy, but good heavens it couldn't come sooner. Seriously, I thought this semester would be my downfall, the reason I end up in a crazy bin, but then poof, it's over. Gotta love college and the way it's continuously surprising you...

Whatever, I'm so over talking about it all and it hasn't even started. I'm basically the one person who has a final on the last day possible to take them and I have to take one in almost ever class. Woohoo...I luckily am fairly confident that if I get all the studying done I need to do I might actually come out from this insane few months with some pretty decent grades to show. At least, that's what my crossed fingers keep telling me.

Golly, okay the real reason I wanted to post, before all this finals talk. It's something that's been on my mind for awhile and I just wrote a blog about how happy I am. Seriously, I am so freakin good with this life I've got. However, me being me, I'm starting to feel odd about it. A few days ago, I got coffee with a friend of mine who I haven't seen in awhile and he totally dumped all over me with his problems. He has recently decided to do a 180 on what he wants to do with his life but still has no idea what to do with himself now. Basically, he's lost. At first, I felt for him, really. I couldn't imagine doing that and not knowing what I was going to do with my life at all. Then I got a little irritated.

To me, happiness is a choice, your life is a choice. You can choose to wallow, to be lost or you can pick yourself up, get some dang perspective and move on. Well, I tried to relay that to my friend with somewhat disastrous results, but I still think he actually heard me. Of course the real irony of this is sometimes it's really hard for me to follow this advice myself, as is my custom. But the bottom line is that I KNOW that everyone is capable of making a good life for themselves. It might take some time, days or even years, but we are just so adept as a race at turning situations around and yet so often we choose to just lay down and take it. So I get irritated when people I know decide to do that when I am so sure they know better.

Anyway, the real moral of this story that I keep going back to is that I am so dang lucky to be so happy. Yes there are some really down days or even weeks, but who doesn't have that. I have learned to just process it, whatever it is, and just go back to my normal, pretty darn happy self. I'm glad to have that.

Sorry if this post was a little bleh, but my brain is a little fried and panicky due to all the massive amounts of work I have to accomplish over the next few days. Anyway, that's all for now, folks.

P.S. You're a big part of why I'm happy.