It's a strange day when you wake up and realize that nothing and no one can make you happy. i've been informed by some inner voice much wiser than i that happiness is a conscious choice. people can give you opportunities to be happy; it's up to you whether you accept or reject them. i've been given several such opportunities as of late, and i'm pleased to write that i've embraced many of them. thanks for the opportunities. some days, i think my face will hurt from smiling so much. others, not so much, but hey! it's something. life would be boring if we only experienced one emotion. things aren't prefect. i'm a strong believer that perfection cannot be achieved when one is unsatisfied with one's living arrangement. basically, sarah needs an apartment. and when i have a more permanent place, i need a piano. this has been my biggest issue with living here. in the dorms, i played piano in the basement where i didn't bother anyone. this past semester, i played at the coffee house when it was slow...meaning always. now, i sleep one flight of stairs away from the instrument i learned to play on, and yet it is out of my reach. "Sarah! stop playing that damned piano! people are sleeping!" "stop it, sarah! i'm working here!" "i'm trying to do homework!" "you need to make dinner!..I don't care that you're not hungry, the rest of us are hungry now!" seriously. who can be creative under these circumstances! i ask you... besides living at home and not having a job... life's not all that bad. I could get used to being happy. bit heavy for a first post. rest of my stuffs in my xanga. hyouden14 Current Mood: contemplative
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