Happiness

Wow. This is my hundredth blog post. *pats myself on the back* To be honest, this blog is probably the longest lasting relationship I've ever had. We had a few timeouts, I abandoned her for a while, and some governments even forbade our relationship. But she is still here, waiting for me :)

Anyway, to commemorate my hundredth post, I would like to dedicate this blog to the start of something new. I watched an inspiring TED positive psychology video a few days ago, and the speaker insisted that one of the key to happiness is to keep a daily journal of a positive experience that one have encountered within the last 24 hours. He asserts that doing so would help the brain to re-live the happy moment, and in as short as 21 days, the happiness of the person should be significantly higher! Anyway, I'll give it a go. I believe that there's no bigger insult to the universe than taking her small gifts for granted. I live not for these small gifts, but they keep me from going insane, and thus I owe them a lot.

Here goes. I would like to recall the first experience of group truth-or-dare. After spending the whole Saturday studying, writing essays, and doing paperwork, I was invited to the badminton group's "study-party". We had that party in the Asian Culture House, 4th floor Moore dormitory. It was more a group of friends just chilling around though. There were Shanghui, Phyo, Xandy, Sarah, Xiaoling, Tianshen, Jack, and I. Hao came late.

Anyway, Sarah and Xiaoling spent money to prepare food, cheese, wine, and drinks, and as expected, they never accept it when I try to reimburse them. Oh right, the theme of the party was originally cheese and wine tasting, but no one popped the wine bottle in the end. Tsk tsk. Anyway, since my proposed shoot shag and marry game was waaay to liberal for the conservative minded group, we played truth or dare to kill time and create a topic of conversation. The truth or dare soon became truth or truth, but interesting questions were really asked.

For me, I recounted how guilty I felt when I accidentally entered the female bathroom in RJ after a tiring day. I swear it was an accident! Worse was, my interact junior was sitting right there inside the room, and I just turned red and buzzed off without apologizing properly. Fortunately I came out unscathed though. Water under the bridge. I just read somewhere online that "bad decisions make good stories", and I think it's true. HAHAHAHA. Most of the wacky things that happened in my life were out of bad decisions.

Anyway, I am grateful for that night. I recall I came over feeling super drained, and as we talked more I gradually became energized. I left the night with a happy tummy (oh right, Jack baked us a chocolate oreo pie with frosting. Yummy, rich, but super sinful. Oh wells.) and also a good mood. Let's just leave out certain details here but I am grateful to have this circle of people here in Amherst. I am grateful because well I feel comfortable hanging around them, and they are made up of genuinely caring persons.

That's it folks. See you tomorrow.

Truly Indonesia's Finest.