When life looks cloudy no matter how you look at it, perhaps it's your windows that need cleaning.

Perhaps those people are not stupid, maybe it's just me.

Maybe that's what life's about. A nice walk in the park, the weather is good, the birds chirping merrily and suddenly, one idiotic bird decides to shit on your beautiful head of hair. The next day, the spot where the shit went 'splat' became a bald patch. The day after your perfect boyfriend breaks up with you 'cos you no longer have this beautiful head of hair. Soon after all your friends leave you 'cos you're no longer dating the most eligible guy and they have nothing more to show off. There you are, no friends, no bf and one bald patch on your head. And you blame the stupid bird.

But really, it's not the stupid bird. It's just you and your life. You, the blind fool chose this superficial bf who likes you only for your hair. You, the fool chose the friends. And lastly, you chose to walk in the park!

No, this is not happening to me. I'm just citing an example of blaming anyone or anything for the misfortunes that happen to us when it was US that caused the misfortune.

And when life looks a bit too good, perhaps it's time you check if you're looking through stained glass windows. Or maybe you were staring at a painting you thought was the window.

Enough said. If you don't get it, forget it.