Today is one of those days of perfect clarity. You wake up, look around, and everything seems to be crystal-cut; every detail unbelievably clear and fresh. You see everything exactly as it is. I see everything exactly as it is, and I am so happy with it.

I love going to college. I love the classes I'm taking, I love the excitement and fear and uncertainty of the possibilities stretched out before me, I love the tireless hours I put into my studies. I love the fact that my friends have moved away; not because I don't like them, but because when they do return, it makes the reunion that much more important. I love that our ties haven't broken since graduation, and that despite the changes we've all endured, our friendship has managed to evolve instead of fracture. I love being young, and vital, and having just enough responsibility to mostly make smart decisions, and just enough recklessness to sometimes throw away those smart decisions.

I love the fact that it's almost summer, and this year wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I love coffee, and the endless insomniac nights I have spent awake with my friends, or with books, or with simply enjoying the night silence. I love going out, and I love being comfortable enough with myself to stay in without feeling like a loser.

I adore my new-found self-confidence, so absent throughout high school. I love that I appreciate my parents now, instead of resenting them irrationally. I know I don't have all the answers to everything, but I love the uncontrollable feeling that I do. Yes, I love being a little pig-headed. I hope in time it will pass, but there is undeniable satisfaction in self-righteousness.

There are times when things gets rushed, and when my surroundings get muddy, and I lose sight of who I am and who I want to be. But then there late nights like this, when I'm incapable of sleep, trying to work through a research paper, or mornings where the clouds cover up the sky and the sun isn't blinding, and I realize how lucky I am to be who I am, where I am, with the people I am with.

I am young, and I am alive, and everything is ahead of me, and it's the most amazing feeling in the world. Sorry for this narcissistic, mostly pointless rant, I just feel so fucking good about how my life is that I wanted to attempt to share a little piece of it with you.

Life is just awesome.

I love that I'm not the person I used to be. Everything's different. I'll never, ever lose my self, or my self-respect that way again. You didn't take it from me; you just borrowed it. Nothing will ever be like it was, and I'm so glad.

Dear mother: It would be fucking nice if you weren't constantly correcting or improving things about me, and just left me alone for once.

Twitter is going to be the downfall of humanity.
It's the most idiotic website I've ever seen.
Wow.

Man, life is so unexpected sometimes!!!!

Swine flu is scaring the shit out of me.

I can't believe after sticking ten needle's worth of freezing in my mouth, I still felt wrenching pain for every tooth they pulled out.
Damn you, imbedded roots.
I also look like a green chipmunk.
Ihate going to the dentist.

Since when are you hot?
How did this happen?
What is with my brain??????

I finally found a grad dress!!!!

Maybe I would listen to you more if it didn't take you six hours to string a sentence together.
Also, if you don't want me to go to the hospital, don't fucking call the hospital.
You're a study in contradictions.

I am so mad at you.
Just so you know, you've been a terrible friend for the past year.
And you're too self-centered to even know it.