I wonder

If I were to get into local uni, will I be happier? I would make my parents proud. I would be more proud of myself but I wouldn't be happier. I wouldn't have met my group of close friends and I wouldn't have met him. 

So what if I did get into local uni? Would I be doing the things I love? When I graduate, would I be loving my job? Or so what if I enroll into Laselle after my A's and learn graphic designing or fashion? Would all that make me mightier, more sophisticated? 

YOLO. Of course we only live once. It's silly fact that people emphasize just to give excuses to do silly things. In fact we die every second, we lose a bit of our lives each time we breathe. But what would we all do if we have the capabilities to do anything we want? (Instead of using yolo as an excuse) What if there's no society pressure with the necessary degrees and qualifications? What if money is never a problem? Would we do better if we just follow our hearts and do what we love? 

I think so. 

We would have spent every second of our lives happier than what we are doing now.

Being happy isn't about everything, I know that. Everyone has their own goals, eventually, even if you don't have one yet. But being happy is a goal that many has, and that proves that happiness is pretty hard to achieve. If you have a goal and that is to be happy, then do what you love. Step up and solve your problems, talk it out and move on. Deal with obstacles and settle with what makes you contented. If you feel like crying, go ahead. Whatever that makes you feel better.

As for me, I would start by appreciating what I have right now.

Why hurry to our death?

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                                           It's all too easy to figure out what happened today. 

                                                         I can do this shit, I know I can.

Piglet in Boots

Hey there, how's your Sunday? 

I saw this joke in a magazine which my mum brought home today-

"When my son was in second grade, his teacher informed me that for an assignment, he had written that his father was his hero because 'he satisfies my mom in the bathroom.' When the teacher asked for clarification, my son explained that his dad brought home magazines so I could read in the bathroom. And yes, she asked him to redo the assignment."-magazine reader

HAHAHA isn't the kid adorably innocent.

I saw this as well-

Interviews Pink;

Pink: I get easily bruised.

Magazine interviewer: Why?

Pink: I've always felt like an underdog, and I'm comfortable with that label...(But) It's good that a girl like me can get a beauty contract.

Magazine interviewer: What do you mean, "a girl like me?"

Pink: Well, I was always considered butch. So "a girl like me" is someone who doesn't rest on her looks, who has people tell me from day one, " You're never going to get magazine covers because you're not pretty enough." I'm totally comfortable with that. I know my strong points: I work hard, I have talent, I am funny, and I'm a good person.

Magazine interviewer: So what makes you feel beautiful?

Pink: Feeling beautiful to me is when I feel good in my leather pants and my husband grabs my ass. Or when I'm sitting on a mat and my daughter runs to me with complete joy. Beautiful has never been my goal. Joy is my goal-to feel healthy and strong and powerful and useful and engaged and intelligent and in love. It's about joy. And there's such joy now.

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On a side note...

I just found out from the magazine that March 1 is National Pig Day.

I found it just by googling "Piglet in Boots"

I admit;

It's kinda cute.

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