[something rather cheesy]

Sunday morning, and the first day of Spring. I can smile at that, and I can smile at the fact that for the past few days I've done nothing but force myself to not be angry. It has helped, and for reasons unknown, I've been able to function as a normal human!
I used to hate Sunday mornings with a burning passion. They meant that a), I had to get up and go to church, and b), tomorrow would be Monday and I didn't want to go back to school. Now it is like this: a), I get to get up, and curl up with Austin for the entire day, no interruptions included, and b), tomorrow IS school, but I don't mind anymore. Life is good. My parents have, for the most part, stopped forcing me to church activities and I believe it's given me a sense of balance. It's so much less stressful and I really am grateful for that.
Well, I'm off to seek breakfast and such. It's going to be a good day. Let's make it a good week too!(: