Good days.

Today is a good day. I've learned to separate my days in good and bad. Today is a good one.

Things here at home are calm. I cannot say that things are great, because they never really are. Since my last breakdown (last post, which, btw, I though no one would read – thing that didn't happen) I've realized that writing my thoughs in english is way more easier than in portuguese. It is quite an absurd, since I'm native in portuguese. But, anyway.

I've begun to read a new book (even tough I haven't finished any of the one's I've started) that it is really good. It calls My New American Life, and it is about an Albanian girl who now lives in New Jersey. In anyway, I'm in the beginning, but it's a good read material.

Another thing that shows that today is a good day is that the sky is clear and bright. And blue. Has been a couple weeks since we'd have a day like this one. I'm going to do something useful now – like, I don't know, write my fanfiction. Oh, one more reason of the good day: I went to the gym. Thanks God for that.

PS: Milena, I didn't believe anyone would read this, but I'm really glad (and embarrassed, somehow) you've done it. Thank you for the conforting words, even tough sometimes I believe it isn't true, you kinda of helped me. Thanks sugar. :D