So this is my third consecutive day of shooting at the range. This gun thing is pretty fun. I hope I remember to clean my weapon before I go to bed. I found a cool spot that's a few minutes away from me. The first day I visited the gunshop, the staff members all told me that I was the happiest person they've ever seen. It was nice going in there today... the old men reminded me just how 'unconsciously smiley' I am. lol I have the same effect (on people) all the time... doesn't matter what type of situation i'm in.
I swear, at the end of every school semester I'd have several professors/students tell me how grateful they are to have me in their class because of the happy factor. Usually they're in their 40-50s (men/women) so I feel extra special since they're not a bunch of punk guys my age trying to get my number. Same thing would always happen at the hospital (active duty years). Random people would stop me in the halls and thank me for smiling all the time & laughing with them. It's funny because during my most depressed state (Las Vegas)... I--somehow--didn't let my depression affect my daily smile-output. Man! I even smiled & laughed in basic training. I'd laugh in the TI's face and HAPPILY perform pushups for them afterwards. lol I'm not sure what is wrong with me. Personally... smiling, laughing, & being a goof is all innate. I can't seem to help it. Although it kind of annoys the hell out of me when I'm making an attempt to come off as a serious person... I don't let it bother me too much. Especially if I'm brightening up someone else's day.. by simply acting normally.
