1.2.10

Day two began where day one left off. I went to work slightly hungover and unmotivated, only to gain many more emotions that I didn't want to feel; anger, annoyance, depression, confusion, helplessness, etc. This is what happens when you hear stories of your fucked up family. I apologize for the language, but that is the most appropriate way of describing my family so that you're not left questioning what I really mean.

I won't get into the details, though, so don't worry. As the day moved on, things started improving. I was invited to dinner with my best friend, which was both surprising and awesome (dumplings! mmm). I treated myself to some new boots and some clothes. And finally I went out dancing. I ended the night on a good note and I feel great going into tomorrow.

Hmmm. Interesting that my page is significantly shorter when I'm happy. Or maybe it's the fact that I have to be up in 5 hours to play a volleyball tournament. Either way, I have 363 other days to make up for this short page ;). Until tomorrow... Brad, there's day 2 of 365.