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Journal 2

June 19, 2013
Wednesday
23:21

 Laughter is always be the perfect medicine.
It can heals the mind's most chronic disease... and that was the reason why my day ended with a bliss.
I got a pocketful of sunshine behind the darkest clouds.
And it seemed to be the only irony for this day.
Why all that?
I got my first ever recognition from the person who taught us to be a good speaker; a not so perfect end point from a not so perfect work (redundant? Oh not now!); a very good conversation with long time friends; and a granted wish from Our Heavenly Father.
So much for hard work.
And I can say that...
This was not a typical day... because...
This was school.

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