This week, I’m obsessed with a few things.
1. Bangerz by Miley Cyrus
2. C25K (Couch to 5K) training app
3. Anything from Chick Fil A.
4. Printed leggings, found on The Hunt
5. “Never Let Me Go” by Kazuo Ishiguro, novel
Judge me all you want, but Bangerz is a solid jam sesh album. If you don’t enjoy belting out an out of key rendition of “Wrecking Ball” or cruise down the highway blasting “Do My Thang”, you aren’t doing it right. The C25K app is what will aid me in running my first 5K in April. I hate running with a burning passion, and I probably still will at the end of this. Running by choice = eh, running for a cause = hell yeah. Chick Fil A is Gods gift to those living below the Mason Dixon, and a few lucky cities above and to the west. Printed leggings are such a perfect thing for a college kid. They dont scream “slacker” as much as the standard black ones do (which I still wear and own), and are such a fun twist on a basic item. Dress em up with silk tops, dress em down with shacker tees. “Never Let Me Go” is what is proving to be a heartwarming novel, where the past happens to pop right back up when you least expect it. Find it for cheap on Amazon.com!
This past weekend, I was restored to my boyfriends loving arms, and the chilly temperatures of Boone, North Carolina. And I was happy, just so geniunely happy. It then occurred to me, that not everyone feels this pure bliss I feel so much. And that just really sucks. I feed off of other people’s happiness; it makes my day. When my friends are happy, so am I. When total strangers flash a genuine smile my way, I smile right back. Someone that I typically want to punch in the face is thrilled about life? Hey, good for you. I’m really happy for you. And why? Like really… why do I care about other people being happy?
Because I know how awesome it is to feel completely happy, and I think everyone deserves that feeling.
From little things, like the person before you in line buying your breakfast (A SC senator bought me breakfast at Chick Fil A last week!), to major things like being accepted into a killer grad school program, any sensation of happiness is a good one, and I want everyone to have a little bit of happiness.
Breaks my heart to see people so… negative all the time. You know those types, who are always down on themselves, everything sucks, everyone sucks, relationships suck, school sucks, the list goes on and on…..
WHY. WHY GOD WHY ARE YOU WASTING YOUR TIME THINKING LIKE THAT?!
Hey, if you want school to suck, and be forever alone, and generally be a miserable person, fine. But I know for certain that nobody actually wants that, rather doesnt care to search for happiness. Sometimes, you get lucky and happiness finds you, but that isn’t always the case. Some people search high and low for that little bit of bliss.
UGH bottom line people, just be happy, and if you can’t be happy, at least be optimistic.