Surprisingly, I don't!
Lucky you, you get to read random things. For absolutely no reason. How many people are actually reading this crap? I don't know. I hope a lot of people, but if not, oh well.
I'm going to have a little spill about happiness. Yeah, yeah. I'm young and should always be happy. I have a good life, great family, great in school, awesome friend. Blahblahblah. But, guess what! That's not all that makes a person happy. Ohhh. How wrong am I?!
(By the way, about awesome friends. I have two friends, Michelle and Karr, they both drive and have their own money and all that good stuff. Last week, Michelle bought me a Monster. Yes, people, the most hyper girl in the world was given a Monster. Before breakfast! I was soooo freakin' hyper, it wasn't even funny. Okay, yeah it was. Then Karr, yesterday, bought me a Mt. Dew at lunch. I love my friends.)
Back to the main topic. Kinda. Happiness is that feeling you get when you can be told the most horrendous thing and still think all things are going to be okay with a genuine smile on your face. For some people it takes a lot to make them actually happy, others it doesn't take a lot. (Like me, buy me a candy bar and you'll be my favorite person ever.)
Most everyone deserves to be happy, honestly. Unless they're, you know, baby molesters and murderers. But thats different. No one should go through life feeling like (excuse my French) shit.
But that's just how I feel. I don't know about anyone else.
Just Landry's point of view.
By the way, Chuck Norris is my daddy. Beware.
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