Emma Watson

So here I am, at the conclusion of my 100 happy days project. It happened quite hilariously actually due to a counting glitch. I thought today was day 98, but it’s actually 100! Finance genes? Why did you mutate so badly? 😂 This quote is one of my fundamental learnings from this project. Indeed, I am more positive, more appreciative of the little things in my life, and I don’t feel that weird anymore. As a girl, as a teenager, as a girl and a teenager in this country things can get pretty difficult for you. Wear this, talk like that, being a self contained individual is creepy, you should believe this, your life on a Monday to Sunday basis should have an xyz routine…. And I’m not like that. I’m not saying it’s good. Maybe it’s terrible and I’m missing out on some things. But every person is their person at the end of the day, and any beautiful change, even if it’s who you are, for the better begins with being happy, appreciating your life. So I apologise for the 2 day glitch, stupid counting and date errors, but I’m glad I did 100 happy days, which curiously ended just along with my real college days (Also, canteen I’m annoyed with you for not being open). I feel better. I really do 👽 Maybe on the occasional happy day I will repost on this blog. Maybe I will have a spinoff called 100crappydays. But for now, although I’m not Pharell-Williams-song-happy, but happily the grumpy cat that I am. No more randomly taking pictures of objects, sometimes resulting in judgemental stares at least. Thank you for everybody who made an appearance on this blog, and thank you to my one and only loyal follower.😏

Happiness is a truth. And it’s yours to believe and make believe. 😘

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