3 tits to becoming a happy person.
I like eyes. I just realized that I like them a lot, and my woman/women can not have eyes I cannot agree with, if not they won't be mine in the first place. There's something about eyes, and I trust them, and I believe that I won't get scammed by eye-owners when I am comfortable with their eyes.
Or maybe it's just me, and that I screwed up there in the course of 'growing up' and forgot to be careful of everyone.
I should make an exception for a cute girl who has scary eyes. I should add her on MSN. I've got nothing to lose anyway, I've never really treasured/cherished anything and she doesn't seem capable of murder.
Awright I shall. But it's been a long time since I last added anyone(I always wait for people to add me) so it'd be a bit weird. I mean, like, I expect people to add me instead, that's why I'm always sorely disappointed =\
Which reminds me, there really isn't a need to do exceptionally well in anything just to be proud of yourself. I don't think I've excelled in any aspects of life as of yet, like I don't do exceptionally well in school(nor do I fare too badly), I don't have the best of luck in gambling, I'm not well-loved(though I am well-liked (; ), I'm not as physically fit as the-boy-next-door, I'm not even the best in gaming.
But I like my life as it is.
How many people out there are the best in what they do? The best would mean being one of the select top few, and that's quite tough to be, and it comes with diligence(and a lot of that too). Why expect yourself to be the best in whatever you do when you can't, and be sorely disappointed? Just do your best, if you do well, good for you, if you don't do well, well, you can't do that badly anyway.
One doesn't need to have something BIG/HUGE to be proud of to lead a meaningful life/have confidence. One doesn't need to (s)excel in something to be happy.
So here are some tips from me, and why I'm almost always happy (;
1) Be a rubbish bin. Like, let my friends shit all over me because I tolerate shit well. It's good to make people feel good. It makes me JIMP(jizz in my pants).
2) Help random people. Like, yea. It makes me feel useful, like the 'oh I helped someone I did a good did and now I can JIMP' kind of useful.
3) Wank. AMAP(as much as possible).
I never bother thinking of myself. I like the stuff I do(maybe not Travian, but otherwise it's still OK), I like the way I was brought up and the way I'm carrying myself(though sometimes I'm bit sian-ed coz I scare kids away even when I tone down on the sexual innuendos), I like many things about myself, am proud to be the way I am, blah blah blah.
In short, contented.
So why not you? Simply because you have high expectations of yourself. It's the work-for-big-house-or-enjoy-cosiness-of-small-house kind of thing.
If you can't succeed then just change your mentality and you'd be one happy man.
I'm sure all of you noobs have heard of the story of the carrot, egg, and tea leaves. The part about throwing them into boiling water and observing their changes.
I don't see what's wrong with changing oneself to suit one's environments. There's this old stupid saying that goes 'In Rome, do as Romans do'. I say it's stupid because I'm teutonic. So anyway, here's the catch:
Not everyone can be tea leaves. Besides, if there are so many tea leaves around, the resultant mixture would not be fit for consumption. Like, I won't drink a mixture of tea, coffee(I'm not into coffee, nor yuanyangs), and whatnot.
Humans are similar, but not identical. The strength of the 'coffee' brewed by the human himself would be different too.
What I'm trying to say is that while you may try to change the environment to suit you, there would be others who are changing it to suit them.
Why so competitive? Chillax and sit down and observe as things happen. Who said anything about the inability of humans to just observe, and not be changed nor change things?
Ah see? That's an example of an overused story. Everyone just bothers about the moral of the story, but not what the moral of the story suggests. Again with the individuality(selfishness) of humans, the 'It applies to me so I should busy myself with the moral of the story', forgetting that some of the other people who heard this overused story might be doing the same thing too.
I remember this story too. The elders told me that I have to finish up my rice if not my future(hypothetical) wife would have pimples/acne all over her face.
And so I finished my rice. No single grain was left. And I still do that now, that's why you won't see any grains of rice left on my plate if I were eating rice in the first place.
OK actually there were no 'morals' of the story. It's not even a story, it's a warning. Was effective in making me eat up though. I shall keep this up with my kids too. It's a lie, but I haven't actually mastered the art of lying (;
OK the post is getting more and more random so I shall just end off now.
-- 6/07/2009 01:36:00 PM
