In life, I’ve realised it’s the simple things that make us truly happy. Even though today was a pretty sucky day if you were looking in, it was full of happy bursts that made me smile. Here’s my Thursday (I just wrote Friday… I can’t get it into my head that it’s only Thursday) list of things that have made/make me truly happy:
Seeing friends. It may have been one minute, one hour, one day, one week, one month or even one year since I last saw them, but whenever I see someone that I know is a true friend, my face automatically lights up.
Inside jokes. At the moment, most of my inside jokes are with toong and involve creeperisms, but I have many with Laura and other various friends. Some of them I use every day, but sometimes I think of old ones and start laughing because inside jokes are like that; they never get old.
Shared interests. There’s nothing like meeting someone and clicking because of a shared interest. It’s something to talk about and bond over. Most of my friends and I have many shared interests (*cough* toong *cough*), but even though it makes me happy, it’s not essential to a friendship. If you met some of my friends, talked to them for a while and then did the same thing to me, you would never guess in a million years that we would be as tight as we are.
A warm smile. It’s always nice when someone smiles at you, especially when that person is a friend. In the middle of class, you feel so warm and fuzzy when you glance across the room and your friend catches your eye and grins widely at you, or in the playground when you pass a not-so-close friend and they smile. Some people may call it simply being polite, but it definitely makes me happy.
A good book. I have a really bad habit of reading lots of books at once. At the moment I’m finishing Hamlet: The Novel by John Marsden, starting The Adoration Of Jenna Fox by Mary E Pearson, half way through A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini, bored with but needing to finish Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin, thinking about starting Butterfly by Sonya Hartnett and somewhere near my bed is the much read but not quite finished this time Friends Forever by Margaret Clarke. See what I mean? That’s six books at once. But you know what? They are all so good that I don’t care. Reading makes me truly happy, and if I can have that happiness multiplied by six (well, five, Pride and Prejudice doesn’t really make me happy), there’s no reason for me only to read one at once. There’s honestly nothing like curling up with a new book and getting lost in its pages…
Take away food. Extremely unhealthy, I know, but oh so delicious. I get such a happy high stuffing my face with mongolian lamb, fried rice and spring rolls from my local Chinese restaurant. I know that makes me sound like a pig, but this is my list and it makes me happy.
Twitter. In this list, I could mention the Jonas Brothers (whose music/pictures/youtube vids/general epicness never fail to make me swoon/smile/laugh/want to marry them/be a fan forever), magazines (without which, I may never be truly [and superfically] happy), vitamin water (maybe the happiness I feel drinking that is a result of all the sugar though), Jonas Secrets (that should probably go under JB, but it makes me so happy it requires a sub heading of it’s own) and many other things, but I won’t; the list would go on forever. I will however mention twitter. There is something strangely exhilarating about sharing what you’re doing with the world (or my sixteen followers) in 140 characters or less. Unlike toong, I’m not completely addicted, but it sure is a lot of fun. Come on, join in on the fun, JB has, even though they once (well Joe once) referred to it as tweeter and twatter. You can follow me here.
frangipani princess xoxo