Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da, Life Goes On..

I don’t remember exactly when but I already once thought of meeting myself. I don’t know if it really makes sense but I think it is kind of cool to actually handshake another you and then you’ll see what you really are just like how other people see you. This idea is in sane but I think it is a product of wanting to know my flaws and my forte from another view. I think that this can be like a good substitute to the famous genie wish of ‘time travel to the past’ because instead of replaying and fixing what you have done wrong, you’ll just understand what kind of person you really are and initiate which of your recklessness would you possibly do again. So having a conversation with yourself or hanging out with yourself (additional exaggeration) is quite a cool solution to think of if you are really up to the social life you would want to have. But guess what, I think the love I used to have with the so-called ‘impeccable social life’ with the definition of all the people liking me is now over.

I’ve realized that happiness isn’t judged by the number of audience you get for attention, the number of friends you hangout with during lunch breaks, the amount of comments and feedbacks you have on your facebook wall, the number of people who SMS you everyday, or the number of visitors you have on your myspace page. Being perfectly happy, if actually existed, is based on the times you’ve done something nice for your friend, for your loved one, or for yourself and not wanting anything in return. Now, I think that if my conscience is clean, if I am just being myself, if I can face life as my bitch and, most of all, if I can make other people’s life worth while or at least make other people smile then I guess I found out what happiness really is.

If you love the idea of all the people liking you because you are one hell of a teenage superstar in your world then I guess you need to get rid of your dark Chanel sunglasses because it is making you go blind.

Right now, I am happy with my outrageously crazy and challenging life. Furtado said that all good things happen to an end, I say please let me enjoy this moment.