Thursday, 5 June 2014

100 Things That Make Me Happy



So as part of my 101 Things in 1001 Days list, I included making a (yet another) list of 100 Things That Make Me Happy. So here goes!

100 Things That Make Me Happy

  1. Elderly couples 
  2. Little kids playing together
  3. Good hair days
  4. Family days
  5. Christmas/my birthday
  6. Thinking
  7. Dreams
  8. Dogs (especially Golden Retrievers)
  9. Soccer
  10. Successfully drawing two eyes
  11. Blaring music and dancing when no one is home
  12. Starbucks
  13. Actually getting along with my siblings
  14. Skiing
  15. The beach
  16. Roller coasters
  17. Reading a book that I just can’t put down
  18. Writing
  19. Finding a new band that no one’s heard of and sharing my new found love
  20. Walks
  21. Swimming
  22. Listening to people talk about what they’re passionate about
  23. Finding someone who watches all of the same shows as you
  24. When someone else makes your favourite meal for dinner (…tacos!)
  25. Ice cream 
  26. “The Last Lecture” by Randy Pausch
  27. Looking through old pictures and remembering all the memories
  28. Disney movies
  29. That one song you know you’ll never stop loving 
  30. Parks
  31. Thinking about my childhood
  32. “The Fault In Our Stars” by John Green
  33. John Green in general…
  34. Lipstick (seriously though!)
  35. The great art of sarcasm
  36. Having a strong brow game
  37. Pixie dust (faith and trust too!)
  38. Adventure
  39. Adrenaline rushes
  40. COFFEE!
  41. Feelings of nostalgia (even if they make you cry)
  42. Psychology
  43. Learning a new smart word and having other people not know what it means
  44. Room decor (yes I am a slight hoarder when it comes to decor)
  45. Stumble-upon (best website EVER!)
  46. Knowing you made someone’s day
  47. Bike rides
  48. Walks along the beach
  49. Sunsets (literally though…the sky is so pretty!)
  50. Attractive actors
  51. Amazing music
  52. When you just feel pretty
  53. Finishing an essay early
  54. Having one person who you don’t have to worry about judging you
  55. Curling my hair
  56. Learning a new life hack that actually works
  57. Wearing a new shirt for the first time (a.k.a right now)
  58. Not breaking your ankles when you wear heels
  59. Making a new blog post
  60. Putting yourself in the world of the book you’re reading
  61. When you get over a mini panic attack 
  62. Sound proof earphones
  63. Being able to be in silence with someone and have it not be awkward
  64. Getting your eyeliner even
  65. Rapping bust-a-move without messing up
  66. Lacey things
  67. Florals
  68. Beating an addictive game
  69. Freshly painted nails (also know as chip free nails…)
  70. Refereeing soccer and being appreciated for it
  71. Taking off your bra at the end of the day
  72. Being happy with the first picture you take
  73. A warm day with a nice cool breeze
  74. Nature
  75. Netflix
  76. Being an introvert, but having your really outgoing moments
  77. Winning a bet
  78. Guys with accents
  79. Smoothies
  80. Days when you just feel thankful for everything
  81. Rollerblading
  82. A really good salad!
  83. Witty people
  84. Colourful paperclips (yes I’m weird, get over it)
  85. Colour coding things
  86. Water
  87. My fantastic memory that sometimes comes off as creepy
  88. Reading at the beach
  89. Having a good idea for a story
  90. Superman
  91. But also spiderman
  92. Finding a new and awesome website
  93. The first chew of gum
  94. Hugs
  95. The Parent Trap (and knowing every line…)
  96. Sims
  97. When you get your braid perfect
  98. Dr. Spencer Reid on Criminal Minds 
  99. New shoes
  100. Finishing this list


Monday, 2 June 2014

Small Things

Recently I've found myself admiring the many small things in life. The couple holding hands that you pass by on the sidewalk in a mere 2 seconds; the leaves blowing in the wind; hearing your favourite song on the radio. The list is endless, but these are all things we often over look and don't take time to appreciate. Since I've made my list of 101 things to do in 1001 days, or possibly maybe even just before, I started to want to, and almost even crave the chances to appreciate the small things. I find impossible for me to stay inside an entire day. Just today I asked nearly everyone I knew that I thought would be free if they wanted to go to Starbuck's (though that may just be needing to fulfill my inner white girl), but failed miserably. So I grabbed my book (An Abundance of Katherine's by John Green) and took the fifteen minute bus ride just to sit in Starbuck's for an hour reading and observing the people around me. The selection was weird today, but I liked it. In front of me there were two middle aged people, who by the looks of the way the man was staring so intently into the woman's eyes as she spoke, seemed so madly in love. On one side of me an old man sat making casual conversation with the stranger that sat down on the couch next to him. He just radiated happiness. On the other side of me, a biker sat down to read the newspaper and enjoy his coffee. He was a little clumsy, nearly spilling his coffee three times, but really sweet. He made sure to smile at everyone who looked his way and apologized every time he thought he may have disturbed me and my book. When I had finished my drink and around a third of my book, I decided to leave, but rather then bussing I walked around half way home. I was really warm out and the sun and sky were beautiful. I probably would've walked all the way home had I been wearing proper shoes for walking, gladiator's have no support. By the time I finally got home I still hadn't had enough of the outdoors, so I read outside my house for around three hours before I realized I had to pick up my siblings from school. I even took a picture of the sky and put it on Instagram, again the inner white girl in me.

Now, as I sit here writing this blog for whoever happens to read it, I can't help but appreciate those people that do. I never intended for anyone to really read my blog when I created it, probably explaining why I've still only told a handful of people about it, but knowing that there are some people who do enjoy reading about what makes me, well me. I just can't help but smile. I'd consider it to be yet another one of those small under appreciated things.