I suppose that by now I should know not to expect any amount of calmness to last at home. It's nice for a while, but it never lasts longer than a few days, and even then that's pushing it.
And yet, despite being surrounded by all this negativity, somehow I feel...better, even though that's not entirely the word, than I've felt in a long time. It's very strange.
The funny thing is that I'm currently listening to Guilty by The Rasmus, and it's at the part where he's singing about feeling empty. And while I actually am feeling like that right now, I'm still somehow happy. I don't even know how that works, but for now I won't question it too much.
Oh, and the very chocolate cake is done (or if not yet, then there's very very little left) With the way how my dad's cake lasted weeks, I didn't really see this happening. And now when the weekend comes I'll be baking an identical cake, except with funfetti cake mix and vanilla mousse. Yay. (And I'm not sure whether to be sarcastic there or not...I don't really like the baking, but I love the cake)
Just some personal rants of mine that are random and have everything to do with what is in my head when I'm writing. Feel free to read at your own risk, but be warned that my posts tend to be long and strange. Maybe you'll find something I say interesting :)
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