The pact

My wonderful sister and I made a pact yesterday that we would both be happy for the rest of the semester.  As I jogged along the beach today, I was pondering about this; I've never before had to tell myself to be happy.  I've just always BEEN happy.  Sure, there were days when I was stressed, tired, and cranky, but I've always been satisfied with where I was/what I was doing.  Now that I'm abroad, I'm not, necessarily (but that ends today!).  I struck me later in the day that I had not held a conversation with a single person today.  Weird... but even with that in mind, today was a good day.  I got to sleep in.  I ran for a decent distance (over an hour), and part of it was on the sand.  My legs burned after that!  I enjoyed the sun while running and then reading my book in my room.  A trip to the library set me in proximity to "people like me," or at least to some degree.  Others who were studying, reading, or taking notes just made me feel more at home.  I love the Swansea University library so much!  I've been there more than my library at my home college.  I got some studying done before catching a bus back to the village.  I bought a 7-Up-like pop to settle my stomach, which was upset but is now better.  In a way it's sad that I have to make a conscious effort to be happy, but at the same time, it's better than the alternative!  So here's a happy me wishing you a great weekend! <3