From the movie, "The pursuit of Happ"y"ness".
Its an I in "Happiness".
There is no Y in "Happiness.
This is part of my Life story.
This part is called "Riding the bus".
I still remembered that moment.
They all looked so damned happy to me.
Why could'nt I look like that?
That my be happiness is something that we can only pursue.
And may be we can actually never have it, no matter what.
Dont ever let somebody tell you, you cant do something.
Not even me.
You got a dream.....you gotto protect it.
People cant do something themselves...they wanna tell you, you cant do it...
If you want something...go and get it...period
Feeling underrated and unappreciated...
I had to do it in 6 hours, what they do it in nine.
In order not to waste any time, I was'nt hanging up the phone in between calls.
I realised that by not hanging up the phone , I gained another 8 mins a day.
I was'nt drinking any water..so I did'nt waste any time in the bath room.
The next day after work, we just went to the beach.
Just Chris and me.
Far away from buses, noise and a constant dissappointment in my ten-gallon head...and myself.
Because, when I was young and I'd get an A on a history test or whatever, I'd get this good feeling about all the things that I could be and then I never became any of them.
This part of my life..
This little part...
is called "Happiness"
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
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