I've been a little moody over the past few days. I hate acting out when nothing is really wrong. I'm not usually one to draw up tables and use logic to determine my mood...but, Grumpiness is not my favourite style of outerwear and I know that something's horribly wrong when even House music isn't upping the smile quotient. Alors, desperate times call for desperate measures.
Task: 10 minutes to type out as many things that are bringing Joy into my life...15 minutes to type out as many things that are taking Joy away.
:)
- Skype dates with my beloved Vietnam-explorer
- sexy/sultry/silly smiles, playful punches, beautiful noise, hallway jam sessions, INITIATION (eeeep!), party planning, comfy couches, loving futons, welcoming carpets, teaaaaa, chats, heart-to-hearts, house-community-LOVE --- BUXTON
- Olive oil-garlic-spring onions-mushrooms-spinach-salt to taste + Pita bread
- International Mentoring Programme [aka "International Modelling Programme"-- pictures are forthcoming] : barbecues, boisterous buses, beach basking, bxtn lounge partying, buzzzzzzz
- Armin van Buuren
- 26°C weather
- Orange-yellow scarves
- San Pellegrino LIMONATA *yummmmm*
- Toothy grins
- Aviators. mine in particular :P
- Chocolate soy milk moustaches
- Laughing Out Loud. really loud.
- Classy cool
- BIG bags. because they're sexy and hold a lot of stuff.
- Avocado
- Beedi Jalaile
- Pimm's!
- A State of Trance Episodes 365 & 368
- Memories of moments that will never come again
- A warm bed and plump pillows
- Skinny jeans
- The soft smell of South African Red Roiboos Vanilla tea on a Sunday morning
- Lectures, seminars, homework, classes (weird, I know)
- Loving you 100%
:(
- Obnoxious freshmen
- Lack of space
- 500 pages of reading a week (eek)
- Drunk fratboys and their animalistic tendencies
- Indian-Americans
- Being behind on Gossip Girl
- Not going to the gym
- BIG bags. because they hold a lot of stuff and make you look unsexy as you rummage through them looking for miniscule USB drives.
- Photos taken during eating-time. no matter how good your camera is or your skills are, those shots are...A-W-K-W-A-R-D! jeez.
- Amazing shoes...that pinch my toes.
- Barely masked misogyny (ARGH!)
- Beer
- Unanswered phone calls.
- Wondering if you care.
Wow...I feel so lame. Even with 5 extra minutes, I couldn't come up with half as many reasons to be sad than happy. Note to self: your life is amazing! Quit whining. Congratulate yourself on finishing History reading, change into your jammies, eat your delicious cup of vanilla yogurt while watching the latest episode of The Hills (no greater reward, believe me), listen to Ferry Corsten's "Radio Crash" (which, by the way, you, reader, should listen to too...it's sooo good) one last time and sleep.
I am blessed. I am embarrassed for trying to convince myself otherwise.
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2 comments:
Wow, I'm honoured to be first on the list of happy's! Thank you. Also, I think I picked up on all the subtle allusions to other people...
Miss you, and yes, you truly are blessed.
:D
Counting your blessing really helps to get some perspective!
Love you,
Fiza :P
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