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understatement.

Busy, is an understatement. This is always true whenever someone is really busy. Talk about busy, and there is no word better to describe the feeling but busy.

my schedule has been to packed to give way to leisure and fun - because primarily of the urgency in the activities, and also because im having fun doing what i do in my time. so does this mean im really busy? oh yes it does.

doing stuff that you are having fun doing can eat so much of your time that wanting to do more is something that comes naturally. maybe i'm a workaholic, but then i really dont consider what i am doing as work, but stuff that i love doing.

travelling, engaging in spectator sports, spending time with friends and family, watching my 2 month old neice sleep, having laughs with friends, enjoying the company of my love, programming, chatting, blogging... and the list goes on and on...

so am i busy? yes. my life hasn't been so full like now even before my depression. i am so happy, that i can only get happier. i am having so much fun being busy, that being busy is what i want to be. of course it is hard to keep up, but then somehow, i can manage - and for the first time in my life, i am busy being happy.

of course things dont go our way all the time, and thats why i try my best to make the most out of the situation - i try to become positive, and heck it works.

so have you tried being happily busy? or are you too busy to be happy...

think it over. chill! =)

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