As I try to be more appreciative of my day, I feel like I should try to say at least one positive thing about my day, everyday. This trend might not stay on here, but its something I'm still going to strive for. Today was March 9th, 2011. In the city of Atlanta, Georgia, it poured. It was wet and grey all day. Also, my parents stumbled upon some messages between me and one of my best friends, and found a lot of explicit things. It wasn't the greatest of days, but it was a good day. I saw my ex, and her best friend and went up to my old high school to catch the teachers I couldn't find yesterday. I had a talk with one of my old teachers, Ms. Glomb, who I honestly gave hell in high school. From the way we talked, and what she told me, she was proud of the way I have matured in a year. Although I loved hanging out with my friends, I count that as the shining moment of my day. I thank her. My goal to mature seems like a work in progress, progress that is noticeable.
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