~Well, HELLO~ :

I'm in a good mood.  Such a good mood.  And not just because I've had a good, happy day in school :) and seen a bunch of my friends :) and one of them's gonna let me borrow her new, chic jewelry tomorrow :) and I REALLY like all my classes in school, but I'm in a genuinely good mood.  Not such a good mood that I'm in a 'moment', but I certainly feel light today.
I made some damn good choices today, and I know it.
I went to cross country, and must've run a mile.  And most of it was uphill.  That wasn't so fun, actually.... but the feeling you get afterwards, the absolute accomplishment, and the soreness in your legs, that you can already feel turning into muscles.  IS.  FANTASTIC.  I'm so happy for myself, I'm turning into an athlete.
Also, I'm listening to some good songs on the radio, it's not a political station, thank god.  Much as I love to listen to the political scandals every now and then, it's nice to put your feet back and relax with some good, soft, meaningful songs.
I ate a healthy dinner, too.  It makes me feel better and lighter when I eat something that is good for me, instead of just tasting good.  I'll reward my good behavior tonight with no ice cream.  Isn't that a sadistic way of life?
Also, the cutest thing just happened.  I had homework today, in math class, ugh... and only four days in. Also, I figured if I got it done tonight, I could spend study hall tomorrow getting acquainted with the library <3  :)   So, anyway, I wanted some peace and quiet to finish my work so I went outside to our screened in porch.  We don't use the porch much, we're more inside people, but I thought I'd give it a go.
      So I get out there, start setting up (we had quite a bit of homework, woe my sadistic teacher) and a kitty-cat jumps onto my lap.  Don't worry, it wasn't a stray.  We own two affectionate barn cats, Jake (aka Jacques, I love to say it in a French accent) and my kitty, Jinx.  The one how had perched on my lap was Jake, my younger brother's cat.  Jake's a tomcat, orange with lighter stripes.  I do love my cats, they're just so... pretty.  There's something about the curve of their face that reminds me of Cleopatra or Caesar.  Very noble, lithe, graceful cats.  And both of them, like their mom, are small with silky smooth fur.  He peered up at me, and purred, demanding my attention.  He was a constant source of amusement for me.  He'd swipe at my hands with his sharp claws, bit at my pencil so I couldn't write, all for my attention.  Ah, it's so good to be loved.  Although, as payment for my cat's love, unfortunately, all I got was claw marks.
 It's not always good to be loved.  Still, I love my cats.
I finished my homework after quite some length of time, and by the time I was done, I finally had time to cuddle Jake.
Just then, Jinx walked in.
Awkward.
I squirmed, uncomfortable under my kitty's fierce green eyes.  She was mad.  Oh, yes.  She doesn't like to be left out of loving.  I beat a hasty retreat, fearing my kitty, and with right reason.  Jinx is one scary little kitty.  She's a black calico, has green eyes and white toes.  She's a Halloween kitty, which is why she's mine.  But any kitty, no matter how small and pretty, contains a raging beast.  Or possibly a bloodthirsty demon.
It's a miracle I managed to escape with my newly toned legs attached to my body.  And THAT is why I'm in a good mood.  Because it really does jolly me when I leave a room with two cats and still have all my limbs attached.
:)