HAPPINESS IS BOUGHTABLE

Our parent sometimes tell us that money can’t buy happiness, its maybe for us to understand that relying too much on money is not good. However, other people still think that way. On my opinion, happiness is boughtable.

First thing, being able to live a happy and freely life has already made a person happy. However, to live a happy life we have to use money to buy necessary things and things that they loves such as vacations. When you used money on what makes you happy, according to transitive relations means you had just bought happiness.

Love, is somethings often makes people confuse. Some people think love is unboughtable, this one I agree but why do we need a lover when we can spent our times doing what we love? Or spending times taking care of our self, but to do that you needs money that means money brought up happiness again. We all known that nothing last forever, even our oven broke after years using it, so a couple can easily break up too.

In conclusion, we used money for what we love and what we love makes us happy according to transitive relations means you had just bought happiness. And for those who still believe in the said then they are propably broke.

The day everything went wrong was last Saturday

The day everything went wrong was last Saturday. As I was on my way to the train station like I normally do. Suddenly a dog with a necklace which has his name on it, Mike, ran past by and bit into my bag. Even how hard I tried to pull my bag back but it didn’t worth it! Then the dog accidentally ripped it, due to that, all of my important files and documents flew all the way out, landing onto different spots! “ You little dog!” I shouted in angers. However, the dog just look at me with sparkly eyes making him looking innocent but I would never fall for that. I gathered everything up as fast as I could because I’m all most late for the train. After done picking things up, I look back at the dog. Surprisingly the dog was still there, hanging a piece of cloth and some paper from my bag in his mouth so i approached him slowly to take the documents. When I’m finally near him, he hit my face with his dirty paws and ran away leaving me sat there in despair.

Then I ran as fast as if I don’t I would die! Fortunately, I’m still in time for the train. I arrived at my office in a miserable look, everyone looked at me and started to whisper quietly to each-other. That was so embarrassing! Soon the evening came, my laziness started to grow so I decided to eat out. When the foods were brought up to my table, I saw that dog again, the one with the necklace with the name Mike written on it. I can sense something bad was going to happen but I decided to dig in. And that bad thing finally happened, the dog jump onto my table, spilling everything off!!Eventually, I was so pissed off so went home and decided to stay here all day tomorrow.