Good days, bad days

So, yesterday was a wonderful day. It was one of those rare times in life when I recognized that I was having a great day during the actual day. I don't recall which Kurt Vonnegut book it is said in, but he says that too often we don't know when we're having a good time. So whenever I have a good time I try to say, "if this isn't nice, what is." Not necessarily out loud.

I think I realized how good a day I was having when on the porch where a few of us US kids were hanging out a really good song came on. I really just relaxed and chatted for most of the day. That is what composes my favorite day.

Today however, was pretty terrible. Which is funny, because I did almost the same exact thing as yesterday. I just felt like I couldn't concentrate and couldn't focus on any of my work. I have days like this from time to time, and tomorrow I will be better. Of course, tomorrow I have an essay due, which is why I am procrastinating by writing on the blog. Hence the terrible day.

Anyway, I am now having a much better day, despite the fact that I cannot concentrate, and I will be showing the Departed (Martin Scorcese) later tonight. I'll finish my essay tomorrow.