There IS always something good.

You know those days, when nothing, and I mean nothing seems to work out? mhmmm. Well. Today is one of those days. Its hell week in dear swim team. And I hate swim team. Nah. I really love it, i just enjoy complaining, but while wallowing in my misery and wishing I were somewhere else rather then the pool, I came up with a list, in my mind, of why the day was good, and here my baby, here it is.

-Even though it was uber early, the water was warm
-Jamal. Jamal can always brighten my day.
-Megs. She has gone retro. I like it.
-Hirsche. Well. He's my best friend, and he continues to listen to me vent.
-Caramal Malts from Taco are delish.
-Thinking of ways to ask a special boy to Sadies. That was fun
-Daydreaming coach falling into the water, then being punctured and sinking like a balloon.
-Bonding with Bridger and Braden Cutler and Bronson Young. I love those boys
-Hearing about someones homecoming. One that was worse than my own.
-Being trusted with secrets, and being the one who they come to first.
-Running errands in my beloved car.
-Watching Ratatouille in school, but sleeping through it.
-Seminary. Even though my class is in the depths and pits of all seminary classes, as the new pres, i plan to bring them out of the darkness. I do. I do.
-Seeing bro. Vest's face light up when I visit him.
-My hair falling perfectly lusciously into place.
-Holding Hands. Even if it was just a joke.
-Running.
-Getting a full day in and feeling like you accomplished something.

See. I guess there really IS always something good. I continue to surprise even myself sometimes. Why am I so good?