Feeling good, feeling great

Things are definitely looking up. Oh, how wonderful irony can be.

New classes have me feeling great. I don't know if it's the fantastic teachers, a few incredible people, or just the fact that we haven't gotten into any real work yet, but I feel like it should be a pretty good semester. Don't get me wrong, last semester was fantastic. I may have even taken it for granted. The last few weeks flew by, most likely correlating with discovery that escaping during 4th hour for exciting adventures wasn't hard to do every once in a while.. you know, or every day.

Regardless of all of the great times I had all during 1st semester, winter break, and this past 5-day weekend, some things have left me not feeling good (well, dammit!). Little worries stacking up to make colossal stresses along with every day insecurities were all putting a damper on what should have been some of the best few months of my life (so far, of course.) TodAY a friend of mine and I noticed that we weren't the only two cynical people in our school. Pessimism seemed to be stamped on the foreheads of a majority of our schools' population. (Or maybe we're a bit biased since instead of random sampling we had only looked towards our friends for this.) We were proved wrong shortly after when a friend of ours went on a rant about how incredibly happy he is with life. That's where the irony kicks is. After witnessing this, I decided that the main thing keeping me from being happy was just looking at everything sardonically.
So, I'll practice what I preach and try looking at things differently. Maybe my year and a half before I finally get out of here doesn't have to be so bad after all. In the mean time, my friends and I will try not to set anything on fire.. well, not TOO on fire. How are you?