Happiness is addictive…

… But old habits die hard.

So while my first reaction to adult life issues and faltu hits on the blog and other such useless, trivial stuff is still that extremely wild frown, of late I have been noticing how I literally wipe that frown off my face. I think this is the maximum maturity I am capable of without losing happiness over it. Vicious circle. But Yayyy anyway.

On an unrelated note, Facebook was awesome to keep in touch with long lost school friends, I don’t even have their email addresses. But 349 people, out of which at least 200 were absolutely random, reading how your day was, was uncomfortable. Maybe I should give it another chance, it was fun while it lasted. And this time around, maybe I should prune my list before any other activity.

Alright alright. So I do miss FB. And some super fun, never ending conversations that happen there. And people’s kiddie pics. And the school pics I rediscovered, thanks to enthusiastic schoolmates. And I’m not even the Strong Silent Type to be able to carry off a “No I am not on FB” in style. What to do?


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2 Responses to Happiness is addictive…

  1. piyu says:

    Muhahaha :D

    Welcome back to FB


  2. shadddap! am not there yet :P :P


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