How is it that the worse things get, the happier I become on the outside? Why do I feel a need to pretend that everything is just groovy even when it is NOT.<br /><br />Though I adore my new housemate. She's lovely. And I am having fun with Jude. She's lovely too. We made Jelly!<br /><br />Why do I feel like i have to have so many secrets. It's not good for one's soul.<br /><br />But I'm still not baring mine.