... Because if I didn't, I swear I'd go insane. Most of the time it works, I once heard of a wise bit of advice that says "Fake it till you make it". When I'm feeling like crap, I'll put on a smile and away I go, and that usually has me feeling better. Sometimes it doesn't work though, and trying to be cheerful irks me even more. I don't let on, because who likes to look at a face like sour lemons, right? And then when I'm on my own I'll usually start to go slightly mad. Takes a while or something nice to make me come around. Walking past Flight Centre and grumbling "It's all your fault!" helps sometimes; if only life were that simple! I am my own worst enemy sometimes. Oh, and where are my manners! Merry Christmas eve everybody. Enjoy the public holiday. It's working today, by the way. I was in a crap mood from work (don't tell me you don't get that sometimes!) and now I am feeling refreshed and ready to handle whatever the universe decides to lob at my forehead next. ...Now that I've said that, I'm probably going to miss the train. Life works like that.