Happiness is such a hard word to define, sometimes even harder then love. You know to love is to love and live and all that, but you never really know when you're happy. Happy happy happy happy jazzy snappy crazily happy woohoo tiptop happiness. I think it's mostly because happiness is like a ghost, slipping in and out of our lives so often we take it for granted a lot.
Boo:
Boo:
This week has been really really hard because I'm still sick as I was on the weekend, and then I spent a lot of in-between time thinking about the things are that important. I asked a media journalist if what she was earning was enough to sustain a living? She said it was enough to pay her bills. The future is beginning to scare me. Writing and sciences are such vast differences, and you just don't know what to do.
And then I'm heading out to check different universities soon because we need to prioritize the things we are doing in it. I have now free pens and postcards from the expo the other night, I think we're getting more on Sunday.
I digress. Look at this! Min told me to caption it the Jon-you-owe-me-rm10-face! He then said something like "Min your hip is very sharp"
I've been consuming more tea lately. I need to restock on strawberry tea! And btw, Starbucks > Gloria Jean's any day.
And this is quite tasty but I don't think I'm very much of a Friday's person you see.
And the week is not over yet.
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