Today is a lovely day, and I feel good. I can honestly say that, and it feels even greater than you can fathom to be able to say that. I feel good. Such short, concise words, but yet they mean so much to me.

Although it may seem as if, I can promise you that I am not bipolar. Since the last time I wrote (which hasn't been too long ago), I've decided to try and gain a different perspective on things. And it's working. Yesterday, I cleaned my room completely. I'm talking about vacuumed and everything. It's spotless and it's such a refreshment. It helps with the whole, I'm-going-to-have-a-new-attitude thing.

I still have troubles and my well of tears is far from dry, but I'm taking life as it is, day by day. The simplicity and beautfy of life around me I'll miss if I don't start taking the time to notice. I'm Emily Dawn Underwood, and I am who I am, and I'm going to like it. I may not know every little piece of me- but that's part of the process, the journey, that I (and everyone else) is taking.

My papa arrived last night at about eleven o'clock. I knew he was coming down for spring break, but I didn't know he would be here so soon, considering our spring break doesn't start until April 10th. It was a pleasant surprise, and I'm happy to see him. He even brought a camper with him, so that must mean he's staying a little longer than usual. [: