Now that I'm about one month into the semester... it's actually not too bad. My classes are relatively challenging (the German culture class more so than the other classes), and yet I still have enough free time to mess around with my dolls. So it's all good.

My work schedule lines up nicely with my class schedules too, so that's pretty cool as well. I'm actually glad I decided against taking on more units as suggested by my parents. My stress level is MUCH lower and more manageable.

Now... that reminds me...

Some people wonder why I'm so happy all the time. I can assure you that it has nothing to do with my sugar intake! XD

I just make a decision when I wake up in the morning (takes me about... 2 hours to fully wake up): how do I want to face the day? Do I want to be in a bad mood or a good mood?

I figure that since I'm still alive, my limbs are in working order, and I'm still breathing it's going to be a great day. I have to admit that there was a time where I was incredibly negative. But someone pointed that out to me and I realized how much that was affecting me, so I slowly changed my way of thinking (it was four years of little baby steps before I got to this point). It wasn't easy, but now I greet every day with a lot of enthusiasm.