Keep Smiling, Brian, Keep Smiling

No matter how badly I want to scream that life is unfair, I keep smiling.

No matter how many times I get slapped in the face, I continue to turn the other cheek- welcoming another slap.

I feel that I've been slapped so hard, so many times in the past few days that I have a permanent handprint on my face. I won't go into details, because it makes me look petty. My list of complaints is long, and I'm not one that normally complains about much.