Hmph

When I was a kid my parents always chided me for crossing my arms. I know I do this often when I'm mad, but sometimes I never really realized I was doing it until someone would say something. Even as I got older, I would catch myself doing it and then undo it because I didn't want people to think I was mad all the time, even if I was. Although, people tended to think I was mad or sad all the time anyway, one time a teacher even asked my cousin why I was always so depressed (not sure why she didn't bother asking me herself, how lame). I attributed it to my natural frown. My mouth just naturally falls downward into a frown. Smiling sometimes takes effort, and if I do it too much, I end up with mouth cramps.

I read in some book that some scientists were conducting studies that suggested that if you forced yourself to smile, your brain would make you happy. And if you forced yourself to frown, your brain would make you unhappy. Maybe I'm just an unhappy person because my mouth just naturally turns down. There's nothing really I can do about it, since smiling often gives me cramps. But I find that the world just isn't forgiving towards unhappy people. I'm sure I could have a much easier time at work if I was super sickly sweet nice to everyone and I smiled at people all the time and I sucked up to everyone instead of being the realist that I am and scoffing at bullshit when I see it and telling people like it is. I guess people just don't want to accept reality for what it is. If they are stupid, they don't want people to tell them they're stupid, they want people to focus on the positives about them and just deal with their stupidity. Well, isn't that great. We can deal with peoples' stupidity, yet people can't deal with my grumpiness.