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Thursday, 27 March 2008

There are so many shades to this feeling called 'unhappiness'.

My blog seems to have been rid of those angst-filled entries that result after a major quarrel with my parents, I thought. While it's true that I haven't been fighting with my parents since I got here, a closer inspection of my entries reveal that maybe it's not all popcorn and flowers here. Is it possible for a person to be 100% happy? Sometimes I think that even at the height of our happiness, there will be the littlest kernel of unhappiness buried deep within; Whether or not it rears its head is another matter. At least for now, I'm not at the height of my unhappiness. No wetting of my pillow (which means no puffy eyes, thank god. suddenly I'm reminded of the black eye from cheerleading. Horror!), no throwing of my bolster, no silent treatment... It's one of those periods when it seems like life's about as good as it can get. My point is that it's not a simple yes or no answer to the question of "are you unhappy?" Maybe it's always a mix of both, just a matter of whether it sways more towards being happy or unhappy. A fraction of 'happy' and a fraction of 'unhappy' = 1.

Anyway, there are many quizzes/memes you can find online, right? I've always had trouble finding the best adjectives to describe myself, which makes me wonder just how well I know myself. Can each person be so neatly charactered into , say, three adjectives? I'd like to think that we are more than that! Beyond the purposes of being succinct, maybe we should find as many adjectives as possible that fit us, to paint a more accurate picture of who we are, in all our different moods.

What kind of person do you think I am?

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