Optimista 소설 & 이야기

I scream. ** "We're going to make it to the road. We're going to make it to the road. We're going to make it to the road." I keep telling myself if I make sure to remind us of our goal, we will be more optimistic. Or...I will be more optimistic, because it's hard to be in good spirits when sweat serves as a blanket across your skin, bugs are assigning their own militias to attack you, and a layer of dirt manages to make said sweat its new best friend.

"I'll have you know that I've never been scared by anyone to say anything I don't want to before." "Good for you, Mr. Disanto," Dennis brought his face back to see a dark look in his eyes that had the latter's smile suddenly wiped off his face, "but I'll have you know that you've never met anyone like me before either."

He loves to sit next to me, reading and analyzing documents. - Help is always welcome. - I answered him. He gives me a big smile, which I love, and sits down across from me, hands outstretched. I always have to laugh at his eagerness to read and review documents. - These documents are from a business proposal. I don't know if the proposal is very advantageous for us. Can you review and give me your opinion? - I told him, passing a folder into his hands. I'm not closing this deal, but I want to hear Dominic's opinion.

James said with a smile. Instead of smiling in happiness. Leon gave him a curt nod and left that mansion. God may save Eleanor from his rage.

It did everything perfectly. "Aren't you going to open it?" I heard the familiar voice of my willowy single mom who seemed like a hundred parents to me. She had supported me financially until her money ran out and now she never ceased to support me emotionally. "What's the use?" I said still looking at the fireplace. "It's all the same." "Don't you give up and open it," she said and disappeared from the room. Yes. She had always being optimistic. Still is. I looked down at the box. It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it.

Taylor “Sure,” Julian replied with reluctance. “I’ll go ahead and pay the bill and have them bring the car around.” I gave him a smile and watched as he sulked away. “How can I put this…Izza has a lot of layers, like an onion, maybe even a double or triple onion. However, once you get through all those layers, you find this really amazing and wonderful, loyal to no end, go through hell and back for you, give you the world kind of guy. And getting through those layers takes for-freaking-ever, but you, you came out of nowhere and it was instant, he was automatically open to you.”

She was still optimistic. “Hmm.. I hope so..” He gave a faint smile.

What could be better then someone that makes you happy? Her Mom scowled. "Juicy, laughter don't pay my bills." She gave the little girl a pointed look. "You can fall for a man that got a little bit of money just as good as you can fall for a broke nigga. Charlie is fun, but Charlie can never be my man."

"I don't think you're a leech. And if I've made you feel like I do, I'm sorry. This whole situation has me upset." "I know. There are a lot of unknowns and a great deal of this is entirely out of your control. You don't handle that well." Understatement of the century. "But there's one thing I handle better than anyone else in this family - and that's maintaining the optimism that it will all turn out all right in the end, even if we don't know how. I've lived my life by that for ten years, and I haven't been wrong yet. I don't plan to start now." "I don't think optimism is going to carry the day here."

Madam Lilian could only blame herself for not fulfilling her duty as a mother. Hearing what she said, Sara looked at her with confused eyes. Madam Lilian held on tightly to her hand and spelled it out earnestly. "My child, everyone's life will not be smooth sailing and it depends on one's attitude in life. We must be optimistic, energetic, and live happily. Only then will we get to enjoy the beauty of life. Those who are conservative and negative will only live in the shadow of the past. Not only will there be no happiness, but they also lose the meaning of life." Madam Lilian sighed at that point. "My child, in fact, you are much more blessed than I am."