Being the popular, brilliant, accomplished, clever, witty and generally pleasant person I am, I've decided to be happier. I woke up and started my day with one hour of solid gaming, then I wasted two hours messing with the template of a new blog of mine. I had a cup of instant coffee somewhere in that time frame. Then I swept the house clean of dust and did the laundry. I could not say I minded the chores. It seems that everything is a valid distraction when the alternative is sinking into unpleasant memories about getting rejected.
I must commend myself on recovering far quicker than I expected. I mean, I had anticipated that I'd need at least an entire week to whine about this, and it seems I only took one day (and 4 blog posts) to calm myself down. I must admit: friends are wonderful things.
----------------Last Night-----------------------
Me: I got rejected ):
Friend: Maybe they were actually busy.
Me: Busy is a bad excuse when you're on holiday
Friend: Uh...maybe they just don't like going outside?
Me: But they're a sports person... I don't think sporty people are the sort to hate going outside...
Friend: ...Indoor sports?
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Heh, I'd keep on deluding myself if I could, but there's no point. I am far too proud to be like that. Like the voice inside my head keeps on saying, I should just get over it. There's not much to get over anyway. Nothing's changed. All they said was "no", it's not like I lost an arm or a leg. If I think about it... it's like...
"Huh. Nothing in my life has actually changed. I have no excuse to suddenly be any less happy than I was before."
So uh... I guess it's time to go back to... being me. Being me, and being free~
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