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.

345. Glamour Smurf

This is just chillin’ at The Lube:

First of all, I want you know that my internet is so fucked up that it takes like 10 tries to get a picture uploaded. It keeps saying IO Error. And obviously, I know what THAT means. So. I’m totes dedicates right now. But I am determined to start going to bed at midnight to prepare myself for a more Go-Get’em lifestyle.

So anyway. This smurf is mega gay, and I love it.

Speaking of mega gay, my little sister Emma went to Europe, and I told her to bring me back something gay from Barcelona. She brought me this girl’s v-neck that says, “I Heart Barcelona” and it’s so gay that I only wear it to bed. It has the deepest V cut and the sleeves are all girly. Maybe if I build up enough courage, I can wear it out.

WOW. It feels good to be able to get back to my blog. I will conquer this sharty internet.

I put in my two weeks notice today at The Lube. Super sad. I’m moving to New York 2 weeks from Friday: September 2nd. I am simultaneously feeling so sad and so excited. I love my job so much, and it is by far the greatest job I have ever had. Quaker Steak and Lube is a beautiful place to work with a bunch of super cool people.

Anyway. More blogs to catch up on. No time to wastes.

“Like an angry apple tree, I throw my apples if you get too close to me. And if I look to my right, will I see the one I fight for. If I look to my right… Or if I turn to my left, will I see that I’ve kept my heart locked up, locked up so tight?”
~”Locked Up” by Ingrid Michaelson




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