Reese VedbraatenMr. ReynoldsCollege Comp IIHappiness DailyHappy Yet Not CompleteWell, if you must know, I have this strange addiction. Blogging.
It’s so nice to be able to write about whatever I’m thinking, like a cyber diary, but with the knowledge
that my friends can read it, but only if they want too. Today I went through my blog,
which I’ve been too busy to write in for a month.
It was kind of nice, reading the oldarticles and remembering all my old memories. I noticed something though - out of myforty-
five publishing’s, at least three
-fourths of them are depressing or angry, especiallymy poetry.
Am I really that depressing of a person? Or do I tend to write more when I’m
sad? I found something else that I really connected with too; on September 22nd, I wrotean entry simply titled
World.I'm Happy. Life is perfect.I have a family that loves me, friends who would kill for me, and boys up the bazzoo.I wish I could bottle this happiness and save it for later.I'm only missing one thing: My Sara and My Boys. ((My Guy Friends, Don't Be a Perv(; ))I miss them so much. </3Of the main group, Sara and Tom are the only one who still talks to me. Adam never texts me more than a few words, and that's only if I text him first.David doesn't even reply. Llogan's somewhere.. I dunno.I'm Happy; I'm just not complete..