Bliss in the age of sorrows...

I'm single, feeling sick, aware of the truth that I'm destined to die, have bad grades, considered a loner at school, starting to low on cash, etc-etc... But for some reason, I'm happy. I walk with weird gait, bang my head along to the rock music in my ears, and do facial reactions to everything around me (chicks, hobos, n00bs at arcade games, etc...) and I don't care even if people look at me.

I'm just glad that the sky is blue, I'm still alive, I have friends, and just being happy.

Life is harsh, and death is inescapable, but to waste life drowning yourself on negativity won't help lighten up the world. Want a better world? Start it yourself.

Btw, try walking around with a weird, optimistic look. Flex if you have to (in case you're born with a melancholy plastered in your face). Soon you'll be laughing at yourself, and so will be everybody around you. It may be embarrassing, but at least everybody will lighten up.