It's been a funny few months, you know. I realised when I was walking to the shop this morning, that this whole moving house thing is really good for me. Oh yeah, I'm moving house in two weeks! I can't wait.
But yeah, like I said, it's good for me. Lately I've been feeling very sorry for myself about certain things, and I haven't been feeling like myself. I hate that.
When I was going through my room today, I saw a card my friend Michelle gave me on my 20th birthday. It read: "Your never-ceasing positive attitude never fails to make me smile. You are a truly unique person, whom I think is just rad." And just like that, I remember. The Jamie who was always laughing and smiling about anything. The joker in the group. The one who saw the positive in everything. I love that Jamie. Recently, that Jamie has been pushed aside and this anxious, worried, pessimistic girl has taken over.
So I walked to the shop in the sun, with a perfect song on my iPod, and I just felt good about the world again. About things that are beyond my control. About people I really care about, and how I just want the best for them. About people who don't fit you, and the people who do. About trying to be the best I can be. I'm excited for: my weekly movie nights with James, moving house with my besties Pauline & Kate, my summer in Tauranga with the family, Ellie Goulding in June (got tickets!!!!!) and a new year where anything could happen.
And with that, I'm good.
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