Okay, so I don’t normally do this sort of thing. I usually don’t feel like I have anything worth saying. But for some strange reason I feel the urge to try something new. As of right now, my life is unusually good. There are a lot of really good things and people in my life right now. A lot has changed in the last year, and I guess you could say that I’m… Happy?
That’s not to say that I wasn’t happy a year ago. I guess I just never really had the desire to tell anyone or maybe there just wasn’t anyone to tell. I’m also not saying that my life is perfect right now. I have been under a lot of stress as of late, and there are a lot of things and people that have been annoying me for the last month or so, but for the most part I’m strangely happy with having stupid things to complain about. I guess I just like to complain.

Well here it is… My first Journal Entry. I am a little disturbed that I felt the urge to write one, but here I am rambling on about something that is of no one's concern but my own. I guess it’s kind of cool that we have the right to do that.