SHE.HER.

So I just came back from supper with my family and so me and bro were in the car and we were listening to songs that I wanted him to listen to on my MP4, then the car stopped at a traffic light. And I was looking out the window as I always do and I saw this car, one car away to my left, and the driver was dancing in the car! It's like when you hear a song with a good beat and you feel like bobbing your head to the beat and swaying here and there and he was doing that! And his hands were up in the air also, but obviously his arms were not fully straightened because of the limited space.

Anyway, the guy could not be more than 20 and he was damn funny!! haha. I think the guys at the back were dancing too. And I was laughing like an idiot too because it was really funny and I was imagining myself getting my car and doing the same thing as he was. Which reminds me, just on Thursday, me, Musfirah and Wida were in the shop called Toybox in TM and we were talking in African-American ghetto slang ( i dont remember why we did that ) and this song came on which had a lot of beat and alot of African-American slang and stuff and it was really nice sounding. So I was kinda dancing in the shop and musfirah followed and it was damnnn funny!!! HAHAHA cuz we were irritating the hell out of wida and looking weird but I didnt care! That's the joy of life anyways.

Yeah so I was imagining myself doing the same thing in the car which made it even more hilarious. So he saw me laughing and then he waved but I kinda ignored him but kept smiling HAHA.

But that made me very happy . Seeing people actually enjoying the little things in life. Do what you like to do and don't care if the world judges you.But don't be too self absorbed and disrespecting of others of course.

So that was my little happy moment today. Which also reminds me of something I read about popularity and opinions a few days ago. Ask a random kid today if he/she wants to be popular and he'll/she'll tell you no,even if the truth is that if he/she had the choice between 50bucks and instant popularity, he'd/she'd probably choose the latter. See, you can't admit to wanting it, because that makes you less cool. To be truely popular, it has to look like it's something you are, when in reality, it's what you make yourself.

I wonder if anyone works any harder at anything than kids do at being popular. I mean, even air-traffic controllers and the president takes vacations, but look at your average teenager, and you'll see someone who's putting in twenty-four hours a day, for the entire length of the school year.

So how do you crack that inner sanctum? Well, here's the catch, it's not up to you. What's important is what everyone else thinks of how you dress, what you eat for lunch, what shows you watch, what music is on your mp3.

I've always wondered, though: If everyone else's opinion is what matters, then do you ever really have one of your own?