being simpleton

One could live more happily and cheerfully if one takes only account the positive and enjoyable things of each day. Though this action maybe lead to one being accused of faking too many smiles and not being true to oneself and frens, it really also helps to brighten up the day of others around u. No one likes to see a fren sad. Not onli because he/she is concerned abt the fren, but oso becoz he/she might feel tired of seeing one being unhappy all the time. Happiness is infectious, so is glum. However, the essential difference is that one is welcomed, and the other is not. So do learn to be happy, even if its not for one's own sake, do it for the frens that u love so dearly.

One easy way to be happy is to appreciate the finer things of life. The more minute stuff that we tend to take for granted, but actually derive pleasure from getting it. In plain words, stay simple. Many simple things could make me really happy, and if i throw all of these onto the scale, i bet nothing would be so bad that it actually tilts the day's scale to the 'unhappy' side. Some of these stuff realli seem inconsequential, but in order to realli feel its significance, try to imagine if u were to do without them just for a day. Being happy can be all too easy afterall.

satchets of smiles

Catching the bus on time and make it to Jurong east by 6.50 am to find weilin there waiting with her sleepy face already. Then subsequently sitting on the second "old ppl's seat" beside weilin who would put on her earphone before anything else.
Gathering outside the hall every morning with my classmates always make me feel awake no matter how late i slept last night. Seeing their faces gives me a boost to a better start.
mari kita This simply means that i'm not late and i get to hear whye kiat saying hi to himself every morning with a "hi... whye kiat"
looking at rebecca's beautiful eyes could be the most wonderful thing that happen to me everyday in school. This is no joke, she's got really really lovely eyes to die for.
break time is another time for fun and hunger, food and joy. This is the time everyone gets to eat and talk cock. Also a chance to walkabt school and fulfiling social responsibilities.
lectures could be a source of joy if u're realli interested in the subject or if the teacher is a clown like rammy from cuckoo land. Also a time to chit chat. Even more joy if i get to admire lovely eyes from close proximity, she's cute when she sleeps.
listening to weilin's frustration is really the most sick of pleasure i find. But its really cute the way she prays for apocalyse and blames everything from "the water being too wet" to "the chocolate tasting too chocolatey"
Odac's craps is the daily dose of laughter i can never do without. a walk-by of the odac table often gives me reason to smile. giggle. laugh. chuckle. convulse. burst.
Carol's smile is the perfect example to show how happiness is infectious. Her daily "ivan darling" just makes me love her more each day.
shower in the toilet behind the cafe is the shiokest thing that can happen to you in SAJC (after becca's eyes...) That place is a haven for all the sweat drippers and promise to wash of ur tire with it altogether.
Early release is becoming the norm nowadays after i drew my lines with papa smith. Early release inevitably means more odac lameness. (like today we cut out the papers writing "OG etc... table booked on etc..." and used the lines and curves to form "ODAC"
Catching the bus home means that there would be no more lovely eyes, but more awaits back home.
Reading till i fall asleep is a new habit. feel so bad to the owner of 'any human heart', but i'll really try my best. i promise...and i always keep them.
Chatting online with an assortment of aquaintances. Top of the list chatters are "surprisingly" all female considering i'm so shy. Super regular customer is of coz Ms shiangz who wld be the last one left to take me thru the VERY late and lonely nights. such a teddy.
Sleeping and dreaming is sometimes nice. When i get dreams of hugging wif yanzi, who could ask for more. Tho bad dreams could be as bad as seeing someone dear dying of falling from rollerblade.
Waking to the bell means i have a good chance of enjoying a good breakfast before i leave for skl. But breakfast has been rather alien a word recently. and the bell somehow seems spoilt. heh....
Catching the bus on time and await the whole joyful process to repeat itself all over again for another "day of a simpleton".