Tuesday, August 24, 2004SMILING THROUGH THE TOUGH TIMES
This entry goes out to my dear friend, Bea, who owns one of the prettiest smiles I have ever seen.
When I was a kid, Mama told me to always smile. She says that smiling will pay off when I get older because I won't have to worry about wrinkles and looking old.
In 5th grade, I read Pollyanna and kept to heart what she said about looking at the brighter side of life.
Last week, I was going through my friendster testimonials and noticed that almost all my testimonials had one thing in common: they all mentioned how I'm always smiling and how I'm happy all the time.
I've been described as Sunny Bunny with the infectious laugh, a happy camper, the girl with the perennial smile on her face, always happy, forever bubbly, etc. L even said he liked me because of my smile and that it will always be my smile.
In this month's Cosmo, I read an article on how smiling can make you feel and look more beautiful. It works wonders, I tell you.
But I have my bad days. Like today.
It's the day after someone you care about tells you that things will really not work out, no matter how many times you try.
It's a day after you've realized that at one point, you've got to give up on the battle that you've been fighting, that is the love you have for this person.
It's a day after you've heard him say, "We're growing apart".
It's a day after you've realized that there will be no kilig proposals and wedding plans looming in the horizon.
And that you won't be wearing your company's dainty maternity clothes in the next couple of years. Hehehehe!
It's the day after you are once again, officially and undeniably, S-I-N-G-L-E.
But the past hour has left me smiling because I have great friends who I think are perfect. Who I think belong to the bright side of my life. Friends who drank with me last night, ate super duper kunat chicharon and laughed so hard with me till 2am. Friends who gave me the best hand massage, ever. Friends who sang Avril Lavigne's, "Happy Ending" with me (with feelings). Friends who told me that I should be happy because someone new is bound to love me and isn't that something to look forward to?
And that's why I'm Sunny Bunny (the infectious laugh ain't my fault. tee-hee!). It's why I'm a happy camper. It's really why I have such a happy disposition. Because even when one person tells me that "we are not going to work because we are growing apart and we have different interests", I have a million other people who I can rely on to tell me otherwise.
Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her 3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi, constantly needs caffeine,
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