i honestly love feeling happy, looking happy, and you know it seems like i have an alarm self reminder to keep being happy, at least looking like one.

but again, who am i fooling?!

i do love the idea of you know, be happy, think positive , and with every rain theres rainbow and such. but that can be a little too idiotic too.

i should be crying when im feeling down, should be feeling really mad, should at least throw stuffs at wall, or maybe scream rather than secretly wishing everything has a reason. keep smiling, keep showing people how naturally positive( eventhough most of the times im persuaded of how how positivity could lead towards a good beginning)

but honestly at this moment, at the age of 23, and still failing at getting a part time job. unemployed. and not a harvard graduate, and not slim and slender.

i guess that could be a little too boggling to handle.

now, argggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg