Friday, 11 June 2010

Warning: Post contains cheer and happiness. Proceed at own risk.

Hello, people!
I have to say, I get pretty hard by SAD, (Seasonal Affective Disorder) although it's more to do with sleep problems and lowered immune system etcetera that the serious 'SAD depression' issues. And these last few days have been glorious!

For some reason, whilst half asleep and on my way to school, I made the 'decision' to be happy. You know what they say; if you smile on the outside you'll feel happier immediately, blah de blah. Well, such a decision would never have worked in the winter, but boy has it worked this week! I've been freaking people out with my pep levels, actually. ^_^
I'm especially happy as I know that I work better in the summer, academically- and I've just taken the first (of many) GCSE exams.
I also credit my happy-increase to my black ring, and... Wait for it... Rainbow coloured nail varnish! Yes, that's right, I can be cheered up to the point of I-want-to-smack-that-girl-she's-so-damn-happy with simple bright colours and sunshine.

Hey, wait. I'm a human being, and we're pretty complex animals. So why do such simple things cheer us up? Why wasn't I told about how easy this was?
Meh, maybe it's a global conspiracy to keep psychiatrists in business. We'll never know.

I'm just off to to enjoy the sunshine!

P.S Another reason for my happiness may be credited to this Awesome Tattoo (temporary) that I got yesterday. Caketastic!

Wednesday, 2 June 2010

Mah New Black Ring!

I started this blog not too long after buying my first Black Ring. As you may know (from AVEN, my previous post or off the back of a cereal packet) a black ring worn on the middle finger is an asexual symbol... And a great excuse to swear at someone and get away with it. Joking!

Anyway, I'm very proud of my new ring. Not only is it spiffy, but in wearing it I get to experience the warm fuzzy feeling whenever I look down at it; a little anchor and a sense of ... Not 'belonging' as such, but a little push in the right direction when I feel a little lost. For example, whilst walking through town I was confronted by the sight of a crowd of people, some of whom I know, and- to cut a long story short- it was a little uncomfortable.

The feeling of my LBR (heehee, a new take on the staple dress acronym*) on my ring just gave me the right amount of smug self-confidence to not feel icky and walk away as fast as my legs would carry me.
And here it is!

You can't see it too well, now that you mention it. I got a, um, little carried away with the awesomeness of the ring for mere photographic clarity and detail. How silly of me.

*=And a Little Black Book, now you mention it. Wow, the black ring can become and insta-cliche! Success!