I have decided that at any given time I am either extremely happy externally while being a seething b-i-t-c-h internally or extremely happy internally while being a seething b-i-t-c-h externally.
Or the default option: I simply have constant PMS, and I'm essentially harmless.
Excuse me, I appear to be having an identity crisis.
To tide everything over while I'm out of business, here's HeeChul shopped as a woman.
Not too much of a difference, I know.