the past and the present

wasn't in the best of moods tonight, and couldn't sleep. thought i would read my old xanga entries to cheer myself up. those were some weird days. my world was complete shit on one end, but not so bad on the other nearly the entire way through high school. i was never really happy, but i never hit rock bottom because something always kept me going. I read them and think "man ive grown up a lot since then" and i think about how much i've changed. but in a sense things are still the same. my life is going good, and its going bad. but the bad are details, in the wide scope of things, im pretty happy.