i can't explain why it happens, but i have this irksome feeling that most people that meet me get really weirded out by me.
because a lot of people, i mean seriously most people that meet me comment on my happiness. they say "why are you so happy?" but not in a positive way. more in a confused, negative way.
WHY AM I SO HAPPY? WHY AREN'T YOU SO HAPPY?!
sorry if you think things totally suck for you. but guess what? the harsh reality is that YOU created that reality, sorry. no one else did. everything is how you chose to perceive it.
man, it just weirds me out.
i see people play these roles and i don't get it. like, what's the point? let's all just hang out and not take shit so seriously.
ANYWAY, i had this workshop for some weird shit with work today. a bunch of new teachers were at this workshop and i introduced myself to some of them. everyone asked me why i was so happy.
what other way should i be? it's not going to make this weird life of ours any easier if we all complain and bitch about stuff. about things. about nonesense.
man, just live your lives to the fullest. what other way is there?
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Unhappy people like to buy shiny new cars and ipods to improve their quality of life. Unhappy people will buy Prozac to solve their problems. Unhappy people will consume legal vices like cigarettes and alcohol because it's their escape from reality.
Have you seen Easy Rider? You should, it's the best movie. There's this part where Jack Nicholson's character is talking about freedom, and he says (I'm paraphrasing), "Everyone talks about individual freedoms, but you show someone a free individual and they get scared."
It's the same thing with happiness I think. Everyone wants a little something that will make them happy, but when they see someone who is happy on their own it scares the shit out of them. People are dumb as hell.
i love you, diego!
awesome post i love it. i love that you are happy!!!
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