Happy St. Patrick's Day. I think it's a rather silly holiday actually. But I did wear green.

I have had a not so good day. It just happens that way sometimes. But I get in funks on days like this. Sigh. Sometimes I swear I'm an extremely mild bipolar. Or something like that. I know, it's just because I'm a girl. Mood swings are normal. I hate being a girl sometimes, but I would never want to be a boy.

Sometimes I just wish I had someone who was always available to talk to. I have a handful of good friends who I believe will last me a lifetime, but I also like keeping things to myself. So I don't share a lot of things, like particulars about why today was bad. But I also feel like I need to talk to someone. Just talk. No advice needed. No comfort either. Just a good pair of listening ears. But I still keep it all to myself. I'm my own worst enemy.

I know, this is a major downer. Sorry. This has just been a dark day. I'm sure tomorrow will be brighter. It always is. These days just come around every so often. They've been getting less and less as I get older, or at least I don't remember them as much afterwards. That's good news. And overall I'm much happier now than I've ever been before in life. I firmly believe that life will just keep getting better from here on out. So it only goes up from here.

Yup, that's me attempting to be positive.