Even though most of my posts here are depressing, I really am happy. Happier than I was in high school at least.

Today's big event was the discovery of cellulite on my upper thighs. It's not THAT bad, but up until today I thought this only happened to old fat people. I am finding out many new things, another being that my hair is STILL getting more damaged even with the use of products that protect against heat. I need to stop straightening my hair and stop picking at it. The good news is that I finally found my camera charger. It was in my camera bag side pocket the entire time. Lame!

I think I'm doing better than happy. Is satisfied better than happy?