For some reason, I’m in a really good mood. I don’t know why. Yesterday, I heard two things about the same friend. One of them I liked to an extent, and I’m supportive of them of course. The second, I hated so much, just because they had taken the time to tell me. A little controversial to say I’m referring to them as a friend, but as much I don’t like it, they are.

I’m really happy right now. The sun is shining and my left arm is considerably warmer than my right.

But I don’t know why I’m happy. In about two hours I have to go to my third day of work, where I’m nervous and a bit unsure at the minute. Only because it’s a new job, I’ll settle in soon.

And I’ve spent the day doing homework in my room, so that’s another reason why I should be totally gutted.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I’m happy for no reason. Well, of all the things that could possibly happen, I guess it’s fine. I can live with it.