happy.

I dont think I'm ever gonna get tired of CCD, or of Thamman's gay jokes on Sohal, or on me, or even on himself, of running outta cash every single time we get the bill, of arguing about whos turn it is to drive, and where to drive, of turning up this late at night, with the most content mushy feeling inside. Of all things, the late night CCD visits shall always be remembered after these four years. I'm in a small little world of my own, happy ; and seeking no more. It's like they flush all silly whimsical complaints in life that bother me, help me laugh it away, help me be proud of what I am, however I am. I am happy, and I know that's quite unlike me.