i'm happy too, just not like you

maybe i should turn myself into one of those sickeningly happy people. those people who go on and on about the beauty of this world and the joys of life, whose cups are always half full rather than half empty.

the people who find joy in every little part of their lives, from the 'wonderful' shit they took in the morning to the 'sweet smelling' fart their brother produced in the middle of the night.

they go to sleep at night thinking that tomorrow will be a great day, and wake up in the morning to embrace the greatness of the world.

the happy people who truly believe in education, do their homework religiously, take down notes during class, voluntarily answer questions, participate in all sorts of activities, make new friends all over the place, study hard for exams and ace everything.

when problems arise, they believe that god will save them, or that it's all just a test. "what doesn't kill you will only make you stronger," they say.

i could turn into a happy person too, but that just wouldn't be fun, would it?