Starting on Monday, September 6, 2010 (at 4:00 in the morning, so technically Sunday, September 5), I started taking a picture of something that made me happy every day. My Project Happiness 365 started as a proactive act on my part to ward off deep depression. It was spurred by heartbreak as an effort to pull myself out of the wreckage, but now it's fueled by gratitude and a desire to find the beauty in everyday, "mundane" life. This is my honest, vulnerable journey from Hot Mess to Winning. I hope this helps. Oh, and if you're in pain, good; that means you put your whole heart into something. And if you think it won't ever get better, I promise it will. Here's my proof.

328. T.G.I.Leftovers.

CATCHING UP. I fall behind on the weekends cuz my life gets cray cray.

So I went out and celebrated Amanda’s 23rd birthday! EEK. We getting old. And we ate Ian’s Pizza on the curb. And I asked Caity to take a picture of all of us eating pizza on the curb like a bunch of fucking winners. So. I was prepared. (Also, on a side note, I hadn’t seen Caity or Amanda in WEEKS. So. That was nice, to say the least.) So. Then I get home at like 2 or 3 in the morning. I smell Chinese food. I open the fridge. Spotted:

Oh. THAS RIGHT, SHAWTY. My parents bought me food and put it in the frigde, unscathed, with my fuggin name on it. THANK GOD.


I want you to know that I literally gasped when I opened the fridge. And I moaned and groaned a bit. Without apology.  Then or now.

Song quotes to come.



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