Happiness?

It's been a while since I've updated, so for anyone (or nobody -- I don't know what kind of traffic this blog gets) who cares, here's what's going on:

Life is meant to be enjoyed. That's the purpose, and the meaning. If you disagree with me, suck it. I'm a happy person, and I think that a lot of good things come from being happy. It astounds me how good people are in general, and how much pleasure people get from making other people smile.

That's how I try to live my life. If I can make you smile, be my friend. Be someone who I'll care about, someone who will make me smile, and someone who I'll not forget. I try to leave an imprint on everyone I meet -- not physically, of course, just a memory or a phrase or anything.

I have the best friends in the world. It's true. You can argue with me, but I just blog, so that would be silly.

That intro was mildly disorganized. That's sort of where my head is at the moment. I'm confused. Very confused. Happy now, but confused.

Now is where it gets general and fun to decipher:

Things are good in my life. Many things are very good, actually. I'm in line for a promotion, I like my job, I'm better at it than I was. My house is great, I love my roommates, and I have a car to get around in. I have awesome friends (explained already), and a pretty decent love life. The problem is when other people are down.

I'm very affected by my surroundings. If a friend is in a bad mood, I very quickly join them. I hate to see other people miserable. It makes me miserable, then I make other people miserable, then everyone's unhappy.

I had a great weekend the last few days. Regardless of stupid things that happened (bacon), it was a very nice weekend, caught up with a bunch of old friends, and had a really good time in general. I think the reason I was so happy all the time was because I was around people who were also happy. And if they weren't happy, I would leave.

That worries me more than anything. Would I have had the same weekend were I hanging around with people who didn't want to be happy?

That's silly. Of course not. Circumstances change, and the events surrounding those circumstances change. That's how the world works. Kind of.

I'm done writing, cuz I can't think of anything else I need to say. Live and love life. Please.

For me.