Shiznit

The rain has been pouring hard outside for a number of days now, just a couple actually since my birthday. Mama and i can't go out and must stay inside the house and i should say, my mind is blowing for everything inside my head i couldn't just tell her thinking she wouldn't understand so i might instead shut my mouth so it won't lead to possible argument anyway.

Then all of a sudden i ask myself, "what is it that really makes up a happy life?"

For all i knew it is not about the money all the things we can get out of it though at some point we can't help ourselves but to learn and accept the fact that sometimes, money and material things have just to simply undertake on the matter and yet nothing has changed, everything is just the same or at times even worse– tiresome.