Hi Bored Panda, I'm Caitlin Quijano. You may remember me from my previous post where I shared comics that sum up my life as an adult.
It's been awhile, so I thought it was time for an update.
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The secret to being happy is being grateful for the things you have (ex: clean water) and realizing that others wish for the things you have
The secret to happiness is always assuming the worst of a situation. If it turns out better, you're happy, if not you were right
I think, thats only right in theory. Praxis is, if you always think negative, you're negative. But thats my opinion
Load More Replies...Honestly - this is not even a bad thing - but if you just stop building up your expectations of how OTHER PEOPLE are going to react to what you do, how you act etc... it makes life a lot easier. Young me would want everyone to be happy and like her all the time and would DWELL FOR DAYS over someone being mad at her whether she deserved it or not. Old me is like "Dang, I f****d up. I will wait for you to be not mad." *2 weeks later* "Still mad huh... well that's on you now."
True to some extent. Being grateful for what you have will make you happier. Though it's probably closer to human nature to complain about what we don't have.
I'm 29, and I have never been to Ikea. Am I really missing out? I feel like I am, and that I should take a look at the things that they have :D
In my case: 1. Excitement - Yay! I love karaoke!; 2. Anxiety - Wait... What if they all wanna sing just ballads?!; 3. Just going with it - Whatever... They may sing funeral music as much as they like, me, I'm gonna fulfil my task (even if I end up being the only clown amongst the "oh, so wonderful voices"); 4. Conclusion - Wow! We should do it more often / Okay, never gonna go to karaoke with THIS crew again...
If you work with something advanced or specialized though it can be really hard to explain what you do to ppl outside of the business.
HAHAHA I'm dying! Literally... I'm being suffocated by all my unthrown out s**t... help me