Just for an update.

I'm getting happier and happier.
I don't want to ruin anything, but I feel pretty great in life, and I really feel like things are just going in the right direction for me.

I'm not going to sit here, and type that I'm totally happy with everything ever, and that I've got it all figured out this time, and that I'm set on a path and a plan for sure, because it simply isn't true, completely.

I can, however, honestly say that I am happy with my day-to-day life with work (all three of them), my family, my random circles of friends that change every so often, my pleasures, my possessions, my stable cat.

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I like knowing that I have a set-schedule at my main job, only about ten random hours at my new, nice job, and a steady one night a week plus benefits fun job.

I like going to OC on Wednesdays to hang out, late-ish at night w my sister and her Christian friends.

I like getting on the floor and laying right next to my cat while she naps.

I like going for ice cream and to a movie every two weeks or so, just to have some me-time.

I like praying when I wake up, and praying before I go to sleep, and thinking about and talking to God all the time throughout my day, saying sorry for doing something or saying something it's too late to take back, but soon enough to have realized it was wrong. Talking to Him like I'm talking to a friend, a reliable person in my life. Thanking Him for each little good thing I get my way, even a green light when I'm already running a little late. I like it.

I like my hair, and I like the things I have, and I like who I am and what I look like, and how people see me, and how I can be so blendable. I'm in everyone's league. That's a pretty cool thing.

I don't know why I stressed out so much about things. I wish I wouldn't've. I wish I could go back to junior high and rock out, and go back to high school and just be ..me. I WAS me-- don't get me wrong-- but I was the me who was stretching myself out as far as I could go, trying to experiment and figure things out, trying to grasp things that might help me along the way to wherever it is that I'm going, ..but like I said, I wouldn't've had to do that. I could've just BEEN. And that's really just being me. Just being is being.

Anyway.
Laundry calls.

I also like Dark Chocolate Snickers. Which, for the record, are slightly noticably smaller than regular Snickers, and even Milky Ways. Which is some serious crap, btw. ;P Later.