thanks to the nice

I like nice people.

I like PEOPLE. I like happy. I like making people happy. I like when people make me happy. I've never felt better after waking up this morning and reading messages from those select few who actually take a minute or two to read this little blog. Thanks guys. :) You made me smile fo sho, unslumped in an instant.

It's nice to know people care.

And trust me when I say that there WILL ALWAYS BE someone who does. I know this for a fact and would state it in ink. You will not win the argument that "no one cares". Because guess what? I care.

... not in a westjet way

Sometimes you get disconnected from life, and you float around, like I did yesterday. But I feel so grounded today you could make a hamburger out of me. Only I mean grounded as in I have my two feet on the ground. I feel rooted.

I have been told that life is all about yourself, and making yourself happy. I have also heard that life is about relationships (not necessarily romantic). I believe it's a bit of both and everything else, ultimately probably circling back to the first.

But you can not be happy on your own. Friends are good things, good people are even better. Hanging around and talking to, drinking tea with, jumping on a trampoline with, going to the movie with, "genuinely wonderful" people, is what is going to keep you happy.

I have never been good at getting close with people. I don't like to feel vulnerable because I don't like to be hurt. But I LOVE people. I love them. All. Even the ones who hate me. I love them too. Maybe I should grow my hair out and wear long skirts smoke weed and say "peace and love" every forty seconds.

But to be honest, I don't think that I think that ridiculously.

My boyfriend tells me that I don't necessarily think reasonably, but says I do think logically.

Why not look at life with a positive atitude, why not love everyone, presume the half-full?

You might say, because it's unrealistic.

But if you want to tell me that, and you want me to think "reasonably" and "correctly" because that is the right way to think, I'll say you're wrong. And you'll say I'm wrong. And you know what? No one gives a shit. Seriously, and that's the best news you can get.

Life is short. and we all want to DO something, we want to CHANGE something, we want to START something, or we want to FINISH something else. But the truth is, it doesn't matter what you do because in the end we all end up in the ground. I don't mean this in a "nothing is worth while" sort of way. What I mean is that what is worthwhile to you may be worthless to someone else, and that is OKAY. If playing music is your passion, if dancing sets your soul on fire then you better play, and you better dance. There is no shame in doing what you want, in indulging in what you love.

You don't owe anybody anything, except everything you have to give.

We have to do what makes us happy. That sounds so terrible in a bad movie sort of way. But I mean it. But choosing what makes you happiEST can be oh so very hard. Approach every decision with the mindset that decisions are final and the knowledge that you can always change your mind.

Confused?

If we think about decisions with the mindset that no matter what, we can choose again, then we are going to be more likely to choose again rather than stick with numero uno. But in order to make good decisions, you should be able to say yes knowing that you've said yes. (yes period)

But know that things can always change.

here:

0----------5----------10

If every decision was black or white and black was 0 and white was 10, I'd be a five every single time. I pro and con the bananas out of any monkey.

Big decisions are hard. For example: choosing what school to send your acceptance letter to. You can pro and con all you want, but you can't have gray, you have to choose black or white. You HAVE to. No one can choose for you.

Part of me wishes I hadn't applied to numero 2 school so I wouldn't have to make a choice about whether or not to attend numero 1. Process of elimination from one choosing one choice to choose from.

My actual life lesson today: instead of frowning at the little things, about the details that bother you, about the trivial and the simple. Instead of frowning: smile. Don't be bothered, just laugh. You are you helping by being grumpy? No one. Every minute you pout you lose one minute of possible happy bliss.


And-
Be genuinely wonderful, because guess what? People notice.