Okay, random things make me happy… I was going through the list in my head and I thought I was weird. Sometimes, I just feel like a kid and curl up with a mug of hot cocoa and my textbooks, so that I’m happy and inspired when I’m studying. Chocolate definitely makes me happy. I mean it releases the same chemicals in the brain that make us feel like we are in love. I fall in love with every bite.

I’m happy when I talk to my baby sister. I miss her. Coming away for college has been hard, but I don’t now when I will see her next. Just her being around makes me giggle for no reason. Whenever we are together, we get so stupid and laugh about absolutely nothing. And the crazy things we’ve done. Sigh. I love her.

Love. Love makes me happy. A little scared, yes. But happy. I don’t know what it it is, but no matter how upset I am, there is something about Eric’s eyes, that just makes my heart melt. I mean, maybe that’s what happiness is, you know? Letting your guard down, feeling a little insecure, but absolutely protected. Like nothing can ever touch you. Hmmm…. I guess love makes me feel invincible.

I like popping bubble wrap. I used to climb into boxes and just pop bubble wrap all day. Made me a happy baby. I like the smell of freshly-cut grass. I also like how the air is at 6.30 in the morning. I guess that and the Starbucks frappuccino really wakes me up. And if I have had enough sleep, whuch rarely happens, waking up that early is not so bad. Manageable. I was dancing on the train today. Everybody lay dead, but I was dancing. Singing at the top of my voice in public, running around like a complete idiot, all that makes me happy.

I like new clothes. Weird as it is, finally acquiring things that I’ve wanted a long time doesn’t please me as much as getting something completely random. And I love gifts.I really like spending money. I love the ka-ching! And then the guilt starts kicking in. I can’t stop shopping. Hey, it makes me happy. And that’s the dream, right? I’m livin’ it. I love saving good food for last. I get rid of vegetables real quick to get to what I really ordered.

I love books. Old books, new books, the smell, the crack, the sound of an mid- 20th century hardcover…I love the smell of Barnes and Nobles. And rain. I love warm baths and cold milk make me happy. I love Taylor Lautner’s abs and Messi’s smile. Diets make me unhappy. I know I’m not the prettiest of girls, but I do know I’m happier than most skinny girls.Mmmmm….mozzarella cheeseburger deluxe, a nice tall glass of beer , and chocolate cake to finish. That’s why fat people tend to be jolly. 😛

I like being able to find the perfect position in the library armchairs. To be able to find an armchair to sleep in, firstly, is a feat. But finding the right spot, so that neither your neck nor your back bothers you…is bliss. And I love puppies and babies and parties and laughter. Happiness for me also comes from the happiness of those I love. To be able to bring home a report card that makes my parents happy, is great. Just little things, I guess. Not money, but little affectionate, sweet little nothings make me happy. But you know, a pair of new shoes never hurt anybody.