contentness and happiment

i've had a pretty good week this week.
(so far at least)

after beerfest ending on sunday...
i hibernated on monday, went for supper and drinking at regentville with the grimbergen blonde loot we acquired.
also, reset my mcatdr with the story of how i got my cool bottle-opening corona cap >:)

soccer at 0900 on tues for 4 hours, had good kampong chicken rice...
then jamming at smu... tried playing the cajon for the first time, it's quite cool.
good session and practice for sat.

wed was spent in school doing psych camp stuff; our og is gonna be pretty cool i think.
altho i haven't seen what the others have done, i think our flag is freaking wicked.
and then xmen first class in town, which was a great great movie.
more vocal practice and settling of song arrangements at night, till 6am, which resulted in waking late today.

but managed to make it on time for badminton at 3pm in bukit batok though.

which brings me to my blogpost for today.
how i managed to make it on time for badminton.
how a complete stranger gave me a lift to the train station after we exchanged small talk at the lift lobby.

i wonder what drives such kind acts?
altruism? (which i really sometimes truly doubt exists)
was it out of sympathy, putting herself in my shoes and understanding what it was like to be running late?
or perhaps she thought if she helped me, one day i'd help her back?
could it also be possible she helped me to achieve some form of self-satisfaction, so that she would feel good about herself?

i really don't know... there are so many answers which will never be proven.

but one thing was sure.
that kind act gave me a positive boost this morning.
and that reminded me of an epiphany i had recently.

i realised it's all about the happiness, and our contentment.
if we are not contented with life, we lack positivity.
we lack the spirit, and the discipline to do constructive things.
we'll always be lacklustre, and take a pessimistic point of view...
becoming more susceptible to falling into the doldrums.

just like how if you're in 1 x good mood, the whole day will be just pleasant.
when you feel you've had a great week, the positivity just flows and radiates.
you'll be supercharged for next week.

even if some irresponsible driver cuts your lane and almost causes an accident, you'd just forgive and forget.
he probably had a bad day, or may be rushing somewhere?

on the other hand, if you're filled with negativity and discontentment from the past week, you'd probably react much differently.

to round up, perhaps i haven't found my true meaning for happiness in life yet.
therefore i have to rely on what i do each day to keep me happy.
as long as i am contented with what i've achieved each day, i'll be positive enough to take the next day on.

anyone who agrees with me say 'aye'

i can't remember when it was good
moments of happiness elude
maybe i just misunderstood


all of the love we left behind
watching the flashbacks intertwine
memories i will never find


falling away with you