I was walking with a friend. I was asked a simple question. Are you happy? To which I replied, that currently I am not. And so a second question was asked. Could I remember the last time I was truly happy? And the answer to that was yes. I could remember and I can remember. And the last time I was thoroughly happy was when I lived of Mitchell and Wade in that three story townhouse with Renee, Alex, Anna (CRAZYYYY BITCH!), and the dog Casper. That was the last time I was incredibly happy with my life and I felt like everything would be alright. And that was just two years ago. Its funny how far I have come and where I reside at this moment in time. I am not happy currently, but I wouldn't say that I am not content. Because to a certain extent I am pretty content with mostly everything. Except school. Too many bad choices on the behalf of higher education. Which, I think is a waste of time, but society deems it necessary so here I am.