Prince on a White Horse

I am officially tired of those girls who talk about princes on white horse. They think that someday a guy will walk into their lives out of nowhere, change everything and turn their lives into a fairytale with a cheesy happy-ending. Call me cynical, but I think its really stupid and delusional of a person to believe something like that. Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that you cant find your soul mate who will someday make you happy. All I'm saying is, that if you want to change your life or be happier, you'll have to do it yourself.

...and I smiled

So I was just thinking that its time for another list.
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things that somehow have the charm to make me feel awesome.  This one's about a long list of little things that make me smile. Well, not exactly smile, but yeah, these are the things which kinda make me happy when I'm a mess.

Castle of Cards

As a child, I remember building the castle of cards. For those who don't know what it is, a castle of cards is a structure created by piling up and balancing playing cards on one on top of another. I remember, everytime when I was just about to place the final card to complete my castle, the whole structure used to collapse. Its not like I couldn't ever make a complete castle of cards but just that even when I completed it, all it took was a single blow of air to ruin everything. This post is not about my experiences with building a card castle, but instead its about how fragile happiness is. Just like a Castle of Cards.

Remember Sunshine

I love the mornings when I'm awakened by the summer light straining through the windows and falling on my face. I love the days when I can go and look at the swirling shades of blue slow dancing in the sky. I love the days when I can sit by the window and hear the summer breeze whispering in my ear. I love the days when I can walk on beaches under the sun. I love those endless strolls on the soft sand in the summer heat.

The Choice

You know I sometimes find it funny when people say stuff like "That bitch ruined my day" or "He's the reason for all my problems". I simply don't get them. I don't get how we go around blaming everyone else for our sorrows, problems and failures when the truth is that being happy is the choice which we make for ourselves. You know, once somebody told me that there are two kinds of people in this world. Those who lie alone in their beds and cry themselves to sleep, and those who dance in the rain and live in the moment. What I have come to understand is that we can always choose which one we wanna be.