I've Got a Cold One and a Computer

Ernest Hemingway once said,

"Write drunk, Edit sober."

Now, I'm not quite sure how sir Hemingway came to this realization, but I commend him for it. 

What is it with the correlation between alcohol and the truth?

People always say, "Sober thoughts are drunken words", but that can't be true. Because I'd like to think that the stupid shit I think when I'm drunk, can't be who I truly am. 

Because if that's true, then I'm an idiot. 

So why do we seem to speak the truth to others when we've had a few?

I don't mean when we're beyond drunk, about to vomit, I mean when we've had a few drinks and are feeling good. 

Is the fact that we as humans tend to show our true colors typically when drinking a sign of our extreme conformity when we're all 'with it'? or is it simply what the scientists will tell you? Alcohol simply loosens you up.

I'd like to think that it's not simply what the scientists say, because I can't seem to accept everything seems to just make more sense when i've had a few because of some biological reasoning. And I think there is a deeper meaning to it all. Let it be us mentally taking a step away from the real world and beginning to not care what others think for a second, or that alcohol has magical powers, I am a strong believer of what Ernest Hemingway once said and therefore I will act accordingly.

And yes, as I write this I am sitting with a coors light, taking a load off from studying.

Sorry Mom and Dad. 

But I will give credit to this Coors Light for the insight into my life I'm about to give. 

I am constantly saying 'laugh at life' or when trouble comes just 'laugh about it'. Constantly giving the advice that every time you are able to find humor in a difficult situation, you will win. 

But now I am going to contradict what I've said by simply asking, do you really always win if you can laugh about it?

Day by day I try to find a way to laugh at life's struggles, because in reality for the moment, it works. But what about those nights when you can't sleep?

Those nights when it's just you and your thoughts.

Just you and your life.

Sitting face to face.

Alone.

Trapped. 

Is laughing at our struggles really going to work then?

I'd argue no.

There have been plenty of nights that laughing just isn't a possibility. And I am now going to tell you, that isn't bad. Because, why must we always be so strong? Human beings are weak by nature, as are all things. We all can be weak. We can run from being weak as much as we like but eventually, we all get tired and the nights catch up to us and we're alone again, our thoughts having captured us. And in that moment, laughter is simply inappropriate. 

In that moment of exhaustion from running, we've got to let our minds take over and do some thinking, as painful as it may seem to some of us. 

And why is this you ask?

Because if we consistently run from our problems, our thoughts, the daily struggles of our lives.. we eventually will crash. Like a runner attempting to run forever, we will reach exhaustion and lord knows that will occur then. 

Facing our problems and thoughts may be tough, but in the end it keeps us sane. Because avoiding our problems is like throwing everything you don't want into a closet. Soon the closet isn't going to be able to hold everything and it's going to spew all over, and now look at the mess you've made. And once that happens you've got to start picking everything back up, and refilling the closet, a vicious cycle. 

Whereas if we simply clean out our closet a little every once and awhile, there won't be a mess to clean up. 

It's simple logic, yet we all seem to deny it, because it can sting a little. 

Those nights where you've got to think about the struggles of your life, stings. 

But if you ask me, i'd rather take a bee sting every once and awhile then an electric shock. Any day. 

So next time it's just one of those nights, where you realize all your problems, faults, struggles, and overall realize that your life isn't perfect, don't run. Face it, life's tough. No matter how fast you go, you'll never get away from life. She's a bitch.. and damn she's quick and has great endurance. 

So tonight I leave you with this,

Keep laughing at life. 

But sit down with life every once and awhile and face her. 

Or she'll find a way to make you take a seat herself. 

Sincerely, 

Sitting down with life. 

Oh and sorry Ernest, I don't think I need to edit this sober, this is as good as it's going to get grammatically. 

Do we blame our countries security? Or should we start blaming mankind?

Today I pose a new question to you all.
Normally I would ask you all to laugh at life's misfortunes in order to brighten your day, but now I ask you to help me understand, How do we laugh at life when our world is becoming so dark and messed up?
Wheres the bright side to all of this?
Or a better question, is there one?

Today the Boston Marathon experienced multiple explosions.
As of now, the injury count is twenty eight with six in serious condition. Two have already died.

Wheres the bright side in that?

School shootings.
Mall shootings.
Movie theater massacres.
The Twin Towers attacked by terrorists.

The list goes on.

Normally I would not be so down and out about life, but isn't it just exhausting sometimes? I feel every day I turn on the TV and theres a new tragedy. I can't be the only one who feels this way.
And It never gets any easier to swallow.
Whether you know a victim or not, it's sickening, plain and simple.

And whenever a new tragedy comes across the news, I always have the same question I wish to ask the culprit of these acts.
In a world that is so hard, in a world where are are ALL just trying to get by, in a world with so much struggle and hardship everywhere, why did you find the need to make it worse?
If you know how hard life can be, daily, no matter who you are, why would you ever add to the struggle that comes along with simply living?

In a video called 'Pep Talk from Kid President', Kid president says
" And if life is a game aren’t we all on the same team. I mean really, right? I’m on your team, you’re on my team. " 

And that's so true these days, we are all on the same team. WHY can't we start acting like it. 
Theres sick people in this world, but it seems lately that they just keep getting sicker. 

Which leads me to the title of this post, Do we blame our countries security? Or should we start blaming mankind?
After the tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary, our government started seriously considering gun laws. 
But now with a bombing of sorts, what aspect of our countries security should we attack now? 
Or why don't we quit blaming the government, and start blaming us. 
Blaming mankind. Blaming people. 
I'm no extremist, and I don't truly know what the government should do. 
I more wish to point out that, isn't it really the people that we should fix?
Though that right now, seems impossible. 

I guess my point with this rant is quite simple.
I don't truly have an answer to anything going on with the world now days. But I do believe one thing, that we need to cherish every single day we've got. 
So often we see these events occur and we see life ripped from innocent people. It seems lately, theres no fixing some people in this world, that's a challenge I personally would never want to take on. What I do believe is that we can change ourselves. 
And maybe someday, if enough people come to agree on peace and happiness, maybe the world will. 
Theres no anecdote to our worlds problems and that's what makes them so hard to accept, but hopefully if we go on cherishing every moment we've got left, the events will continue to remind us how precious our lives are. Leading us to be saddened, but grateful. 

We live in a sick sick world, full of sick minded people.
But that doesn't mean we've all got to join in.
Stick to being happy. 
Stick to cherishing life. 
Stick to praying for those experiencing hardship. 
Stick to peace. 
And no sick person can truly every win. 

Sincerely, 
Cherishing laughter & happiness even more every day. 

A Lesson in Dealing with Attention Seekers

As a Special Education major, I experience daily a very unique crowd of people in my classes. Special Education is a major that draws in all sorts of people, the loud and eccentric, the quiet and reserved, the intellectual and refined. And then theres me.

I don't really know what to classify myself as so we'll call me.. the sarcastic asshole of the group.
But I'm mostly only a sarcastic asshole in my head so it's no big deal.

Anyways, a few weeks ago in class while discussing disorders and disabilities, ADHD came up. The topic itself is not too unique to the field of Special Education, as it is listed under the IDEA as 'other health impairments'.

The awkward twist on the story is I myself am diagnosed with ADHD, and until this day, I did not think about how awkward discussing how to help students with ADHD would be.

I myself am medicated and have been for a few years now. I like to say, I'm a 'controlled crazy', but it's true that if i'm off my meds don't expect to get much out of me that's productive. When I'm not medicated I'm pretty much just hungry, lazy, and forgetful.

But this story isn't about me and my problems, because to be honest, we all know my life is depressing and awkward and weird and that's fine. No need to dwell on my ADHD too long, my attention span won't last anyways (ADHD jokes... always good).

As the teacher explained ADHD and the symptoms, side-effects of medicating, etc. I realized I'm a freak-zoid (though what else is new). People raised their hands and shared stories of people they knew who had ADHD, family members who struggled in school, etc. All good fun, you know, talking about us loser struggling ADHD kids. I spent no time announcing my ADHD to the class, because I felt it was irrelevant, I myself found no need to explain my personal experience to the class and bore them, the professors slides told it all.

Though I will admit when we watched a video about how hard it was for a girl with ADHD to make friends I had the urge to jump up and scream "I swear we aren't all socially challenged!! I have plenty of friends!!".... I refrained for fear me screaming that would prove we are all socially challenged.

The teacher then had a professor with ADHD that she worked with come in and explain her experience. At this point a very outspoken girl in the back row came out that she had ADHD (this was beginning to feel like an AA meeting of some strange sort, and I can't say I was enjoying it). For the next at least forty minutes we went on consoling this girl through her struggles with accepting her ADHD. She explained how stupid she felt and how she thought people found her dumb (If we think back to the 'You've just been subtly insulted!' post, this really fits, I felt insulted as always). For forty minutes the class became this girls personal counselor, as she explained to us she wanted to stay 'clean of medication' didn't want to 'change who she truly was to fit in' (I've just been subtly insulted! This girl made me seem like a teenager easily persuaded to drink by her friends). It's not the fact this girl had ADHD that pissed me off, it's the fact this girl acted as if she was the only one in the room with ADHD, that got to me.
It is remarkable I didn't stand up after 30 minutes of this and say "I am an example of why medication is good for a person."
Though I fully realized that would have been inappropriate, so clearly I did not.

But this story is not about how easily annoyed I am and how much of a sarcastic asshole I am. Let me tell you what I'm getting to.

People every single day are going to seek attention, they are going to get on your nerves, and they are going to find a way to make a small problem many people struggle with a big problem. It's our job as good people, to put up with it.
And let me tell you, I know it is REALLY hard sometimes.
But If I were to have stood up and countered her comments about medication being used for 'changing to fit in', then I would have been just as bad as she was. Attention seekers are everywhere, but when you see one, it's your job to let it go. Let attention seekers make their own mistakes, and as annoying as they are, don't make the mistake of trying to stop them or call them out.
It will change nothing and simply make you look bad.
Attention seekers can suck, but lord knows at some point you have probably done the same thing, so have a little sympathy no matter how annoying they can be.

The best way to handle this in my opinion?
Do what I do, let the sarcastic annoyed comments flow through your head, not your mouth, and then blog about it later to random people on the internet.

Or as always, the best way to handle any annoying situation?
Laugh at it.

Sincerely,
Laughing away.

Welcome To My Comical Life

So to start my blog I thought I'd open with some emotional crap, because that's why people blog, right?

Last week, my boyfriend dumped me.

Actually, Hold on, Let's try that again.

Last week, my boyfriend dumped me over text message.

No, that's not good enough...

Last week, my boyfriend dumped me over text message while I was on spring break.

Alright actually, let's make this a little more comical, shall we?

Last week, my boyfriend dumped me over text message while I was on spring break , eating dinner at a hibachi restaurant, with my best friend and her grandparents.

I received the text message as the Chef chop-suey'd onions and showed off his magnificent 'onion flaming temple' or whatever that thing is called.

And after cursing out my ex in the bathroom stall and crying, I opened the stall door to a small Asian woman who looked at me as if I were Godzilla, and left the restroom.

What's the moral of this story? Well if you get dumped at a hibachi restaurant, the chef will most likely give you free shrimp. But past that, the moral is that my life is awkward. So awkward that it is funny. Because yes I almost started crying as that onion temple was displayed, and it wasn't because of the temples beauty (no offense to the chef, like I said, free shrimp). And yes I had 70 year old grandparents who I had just met, looking at me like "well shit, now what do we do? What's this girls name again anyways?". And yes, a small Asian woman ran from me in fear (for good reason).
But when you look at these moments that should be so hard and painful, as comical it all becomes easier. It's hard to cry about your sad life, when your busy laughing at the event displayed in a whole new light.

Now wasn't that better to listen to than some sob story of how things didn't work out and how heartbreaking life is?

Yes.

Because in order to survive in this extremely messed up world, you need to laugh.

And that's where I got the idea for this blog. I figured, if I can laugh at myself and it makes me feel better about crappy situations, maybe I should share stories of my hilariously sad-yet enjoyable life, so others can laugh along with me (or at me, that's up to you).

And though I hope you enjoy laughing along with me. I hope you also find yourself learning to laugh at yourself when shitty situations present themselves in your life.

Some examples so you can practice at home:
(this isn't actually to be practiced at home, and you can use these perspectives at your own risk, I just think it's fun to come up with silly positives)

You've just gotten into a car accident?

Well, if it's your fault, now you can tell people not to mess with you. You've got a record of running people off the road, now you've just made everyone laugh. Ps, your a shitty driver and that is fine, excuse for future accidents.
If it's their fault, your getting a new bumper! Hooray! Now you won't be taunted by the two small scratches on your bumper prior to the accident, shiny new bumper is on it's way. Oh and you can really play the sympathy card with your friends, your accident was so traumatic, drinks should be on them. Once you've fooled them, you'll be laughing, but this time at your friends, not your own misfortune.

How about you tripped in public and fell in a puddle? now you look like crap too, by the way.

Let's laugh about this ugly soaked new you because.. Congrats! You've created a new look, your officially a hipster, and don't worry only 98% of the people who see you walking around covered in crap will think your homeless.

And for my last example of the night, let's imagine you walk into a clear glass sliding door. Well crap, what now?

This is the perfect opportunity to let your friends know you are going blind and get sympathy. Kidding, there's no getting out of this one, find humor in the fact your like the crow in those windex commercials.


If you can't laugh at moments in your life that make you feel embarrassed or upset, you will remain embarrassed or upset. But when you begin to realize misfortune and problems are never going to disappear, then you need to start finding a way to conquer that embarrassment and anger by laughing AT YOURSELF.

Because we are all unlucky, and that's just fine with me.


Laugh away
Sincerely,
Laughing at myself.