Smile

I don't know why, but I read my daily writing assignment out loud in my creative writing class. The particular prompt I read was particularly laced with my normal amount of sardonic commentating on life--or in this case, cafeteria food--and I figured it would have been met with a certain amount of criticism for being too "mean". (Being a creative writing class, you would expect a better synonym. Oh well...).
But no, it was met with acceptance and a great deal of laughter--that's exactly what I wanted. Even the teacher had tears rolling from her eyes and the T.A. smiling for my words. One of the comments I received was a simple "I thought it was funny" by one of my classmates.
Rarely do I ever give in to the idea that I'm in any sense "funny", but today was a pretty good feeling.

I'm not proud very often, let alone smiling at my own work. It was a nice change.