“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.”—John Lennon
Sometimes I wonder if little kids have it easy. Scrapes from bike riding are the worst pain, the biggest concern is that recess isn't long enough, mommy or daddy can make anything all better, anyone of the opposite sex is yucky or has cooties, two kids of the same sex can hold hands and are just cute and nothing else, ‘good-bye’ means ‘see you tomorrow’, the worst fighting you do is over who gets the red crayon, if you hang out together one recess automatically you’re best friends forever, a valentine made of construction paper is the best gift you can give, and no one was afraid to say ‘I Love You.’
It was 10 minutes to 3 in the morning and I couldn’t sleep. So, I plugged in my earpiece and played some folk music on my playlist. And not forgetting to light up a cigarette, of course. There I stood, staring out of my window, looking at the quiet estate, where the lights from the blocks spilled out into the dark. I looked up to the sky and tried searching for the stars but unfortunately, there weren’t any. Instead, there were blinking lights moving across the sky slowly. It was a plane.
Watching the motion of it, I took a puff of my cigarette, and started thinking about life. To my conclusion, life is indeed beautiful. Even if it gets clouded up by many awful things sometimes, we just need to close our eyes and think of the things we have and the gifts that God has given us. Then, yes, we could start to see the beauty of life. We should start taking a step back and enjoy the nature of the world.
Poof! I got out from my thoughts as I blew the smoke out of my window. Then, I watched how the elegant plane made its turn and how it slowly disappeared into the night sky. I stopped the music just so I could embrace the moment by enjoying the silence around me.
First of all, Happy Saturday everyone! The sky’s beautiful today. Appreciate it :D
Next, I think my heart is finally back. It has changed, it may still fear, but it’s still beating, and it’s feeling more than alive. I’m finally moving on, with a smile. I’m finally letting go. Oh yes, HAPPY FTW :D
ps. Tao of pooh sorta changed my life. It taught me many things and I’m slowly changing. If I didn’t change at all, I’d probably be drowning now.
Honestly, I’ve been so fucking great. I was half way on letting go. Man, I really was. I almost did it this time round. But why did you fucking call me? Why, oh why, oh why? And why is it that the moment I looked at my caller ID, my heart almost fell out? Damn it! I cannot let my heart do what it wants to do this time round. No fucking way.
Okay, wait. It feels so surreal. Tell me it’s not a dream. Hey, like you finally called? So what now? Nick Jonas can finally sing?
I thought you were great only until I knew that our friendship didn’t mean a thing to you at all. I was mad and so upset with you at first, but not now anymore. Because from you, I’ve learnt how not to care, just like how you didn’t care about the world, including me. Thank you for teaching me a lesson, telling me that the more I care, the deeper I get hurt. And thank you for the big change that every of my old friend has seen in me. Thank you, my friend.
I know this is going to sound so ________(whatever you feel about it), but I’d still like to share.
While I was walking along the street, I looked up to the sky and saw the brightest star hanging up there. Being so mesmerized, I literally wanted to buy that piece of sky down because it was so beautiful, and the star as shimmery as a diamond. I wish I own a good camera so I could’ve taken a shot of it and hang the picture on my wall. And my dear, I wish you were here so I could bring you to the reservoir. And I could lay on my back, and you could lay on my chest, and we could watch the stars looking back at us. And no, I’m not trying to spark up some romance, but I just need a companion to enjoy a peace of mind with me. And that would probably a kind of silence that I’ll enjoy and never feel awkward.
Not a single thing can get into my way. Not even when mom tried to ruin it. Because today’s a happy tuesday. It started off well becuase I received the sweetest message ever sent on earth, the moment I opened my eyes. I woke up with a bright smile, and someone in my head.
I sang in the shower, and played with the foam because they somehow looked like snow to me. And as usual, the daily drills in my neighbourhood were making noises, but that didn’t disturb me and my music. Then, mom tried to spoil my morning, but I was so happy that even her nags sounded so pleasant to my ears. And today, I can’t stop singing because I can’t stop smiling. Thank you so much, sweetie. It’s a really great feeling that I’ve never felt in a long time.
ps. Happy by nevershoutnever keeps playing in my head, and the tune keeps coming out through my lips on repeat. I feel fucking awesome today.
“Sick of all the bullshits that are happening around the world. I don’t really wanna care about anything anymore. I can only do my part within my own limitations. I can only be myself, I help others, I love those who love me, I ignore those who hate me, if I feel there’s a need to speak out, I would but try to keep criticism to myself, I listen to people’s advice but follow my heart, I try to work in harmony with the world, I follow the flow, and then leave the rest to God.”—Me, in my own words. You may say I’m wrong, but I’ll still think that this is the best way to keep me in peace.