I find it hard to control my emotion. And oh well, people call it EQ! It is really some inner power that pushes the awesomeness outward.
(Is that just Igor? ah. nice.)
Happy people know who they are and aren’t afraid to show it.
The point is: know who you are. And that itself is confusing right now.
Anyone can show their teeth. Happy people smile with their entire bodies, and sometimes with all the energy in a one-foot radius. A real smile cannot be faked. When you run around emanating a radiant glow in response to all the joys of life, you are bound to attract some admirers.
Hearty smile - that I knew. I can remember the carefree smiles on my face in the beginning of semester. Question is, how to keep that and revive it in times of pressure and not so perfect times.
Happy people revel in life’s small pleasures. This gives them access to sources of joy that pass most people by. At the same time, they don’t get bogged down by the petty little details that seem to keep plenty of others stuck in the dumps. They know what is worth savoring and what to disregard. Happy people have a rational sense of scale to keep them grounded. The resulting positive perspective can turn any problem into an opportunity for growth.
I didn't like how people were on 9gag all the time. But, I guess it's their effort to adjust themselves and be happy again. It's like a deliberate effort. But psychologically, do people all have tendency to be happy? Happiness is a stable point - we all have a tendency to converge and stay comfortably in life.
(in writing this, Kini came in and said nice things about my presentation. Oh well! Do I wish that he notice me or do I not? I already don't know how to speak to him. I don't want to continue this way - I can't get over him, so I can't be friend with him, and I can't really do anything to continue this one-sided love. It make me mad! It made no difference from his part - he tries to be nice to me - so I would feel better about his not loving me back? Ah. Love can't be wished. Remember the immediate result thing? Real woman don't expect immediate result. Whatever. Every time I look at him I feel like dying. I am so immature.)
Life examined close up is a tragedy, but a comedy if you see the whole sequence.
Sometimes it was not fun. Even love is not fun every moment. If we start to accept that it is not fun all the time and say: if I would want to achieve something really great, I need to deliberately practice and endure the unendurable part, and meanwhile, keep a light heart about it, my world view is going to be broadened and my spirit toughened.
Maybe my first step towards improving the EQ is adjusting my emotion. Controlling it is far too difficult right now, so lets do the more achievable - adjust it so that
I do not give a fuck about a lot of things. I hide emotions, destroy trust, afraid to be honest. I am a careless person -
I couldn't forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused. They were careless people, Tom and Daisy—they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.
- The Great Gatsby
Let me clean up the mess I made and be a real woman, not a girl.
They are respectful, warm, considerate, and helpful. They don’t get jealous. They don’t waste time gossiping and complaining. They seem to have infinite patience and give freely of themselves. Traits like these can only stem from a deep-seated sense of contentedness. Nice people create a social climate that puts everyone else at ease.
They are respectful, warm, considerate, and helpful. They don’t get jealous. They don’t waste time gossiping and complaining. They seem to have infinite patience and give freely of themselves. Traits like these can only stem from a deep-seated sense of contentedness. Nice people create a social climate that puts everyone else at ease.
(Is that just Igor? ah. nice.)
Happy people know who they are and aren’t afraid to show it.
The point is: know who you are. And that itself is confusing right now.
Anyone can show their teeth. Happy people smile with their entire bodies, and sometimes with all the energy in a one-foot radius. A real smile cannot be faked. When you run around emanating a radiant glow in response to all the joys of life, you are bound to attract some admirers.
Hearty smile - that I knew. I can remember the carefree smiles on my face in the beginning of semester. Question is, how to keep that and revive it in times of pressure and not so perfect times.
Happy people revel in life’s small pleasures. This gives them access to sources of joy that pass most people by. At the same time, they don’t get bogged down by the petty little details that seem to keep plenty of others stuck in the dumps. They know what is worth savoring and what to disregard. Happy people have a rational sense of scale to keep them grounded. The resulting positive perspective can turn any problem into an opportunity for growth.
I didn't like how people were on 9gag all the time. But, I guess it's their effort to adjust themselves and be happy again. It's like a deliberate effort. But psychologically, do people all have tendency to be happy? Happiness is a stable point - we all have a tendency to converge and stay comfortably in life.
(in writing this, Kini came in and said nice things about my presentation. Oh well! Do I wish that he notice me or do I not? I already don't know how to speak to him. I don't want to continue this way - I can't get over him, so I can't be friend with him, and I can't really do anything to continue this one-sided love. It make me mad! It made no difference from his part - he tries to be nice to me - so I would feel better about his not loving me back? Ah. Love can't be wished. Remember the immediate result thing? Real woman don't expect immediate result. Whatever. Every time I look at him I feel like dying. I am so immature.)
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