What makes me happy.

DDR-ing makes me happy.
Hanging out makes me happy.
Going to pasar malam makes me happy.
Friends make me happy, they often keep me happy too.
Eating makes me happy.
Talking makes me happy.
Sunny days make me happy.
Rainy days make me happy.
Nice long baths make me happy.
Smelling nice and fresh makes me happy.
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Sometimes I truly wonder why people cry so easily when it's so much easier to be happy.

Anyway, like I said, I was purely tired and upset yesterday thus explaining the very frustrated post. Was thinking of deleting it but since I already posted it up, I figured, so be it. It's feels good to let it all out at once then to keep keeping it inside.

I was at the florist with the mom and Wes a few days back and I was thinking,

"A pretty bouquet of flowers would instantly make me go weak at the knees."

See, I am happy again! I told you so.