SMILE A LOT MORE

Being mindful of this goal makes me smile easily and more frequently. It became a natural thing. It feels great!

When I went to the gym last night I greeted all people—whether they’re my friends or not.

Smiling doesn’t cost a sweat. ;)

Yeah yeah. I have a license to be gay today.

There was a guy in the * who looked at me. I looked at him as well and faintly smiled. I was kind of unsure about who that guy is (and I wonder why he’s smiling at me).

But then I found out that I knew him all along. It sank into me like a familiar culinary dish being chewed and swallowed—a kind of delayed aftertaste. He was P. – the guy who climbed with us at the IW. He’s the guy from Mk. A bit cute (cough cough).

Aww… that’s so bad. I think I really have a problem with my memory, my worsening nearsightedness and my personality. I should’ve smiled more sincerely and sweetly (yuck—is this me?).

Ok ok… next time I’ll do better. But I shouldn’t overdo it though. I might scare him off.

My climbing buddies Rachel and Katrina did a hell lot of crazy stuff last night. We sang, we did tongue twisters and danced (like erotic dancing?). Hahaha! I’m so lucky that they’ve become my friends. :)

Ah… doesn’t it feel good to smile?

I’ve been too cynical and hurt for the past years. It’s about time to change. Life is beautiful and there are still much to smile about, isn’t it? :)