A little part of me wants to talk about how I’m feeling today. Instead, let me quote the chorus of one of my favorite songs ever and my current LSS.
If it makes you happy
Sheryl Crow’s “If It Makes You Happy”
It can’t be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
That is all.
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So, somehow my backup plan didn’t work out.
The good news: I can celebrate my birthday at Jollibee’s 1,000th store next week. The somehow disappointing news: Instead of December 5, I can have my party on December 7 or 9. And I need to invite 30 people, my desired party package’s minimum number of guests. I’m unsure if the 15 people on my current guestlist will be available on December 7 or 9. And right now, how can I invite 15 more people for next week?
A little part of me is still hopeful and looking for another venue. Another little part of me is considering celebrating at Jollibee on December 9. But you know what? A huge part is weakened. I’m so tired. Seriously.
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“How are you, DW?”
“I’m OK. I’m not happy. I’m not sad. I’m just OK.”
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The Diary of The Deranged Writer 