5 Ways to Stay Sane

Lately I've come to realize that in this changing world, it's really hard to keep a grasp on reality and our sanity. Theres new problems arising everyday for all of us. Sometimes, It's really hard to keep your feet on the ground and hang in there. Especially with the excruciating expectations put on all of us everyday. 

Sometimes we forget how beautiful and amazing we are and how beautiful our lives truly are. 

So I thought I'd give you all a few wise words to remind you just how beautiful YOU are. 

Be Your Own Kind of Beautiful 

#1.

So often in our lives, we let others opinions or comments control how we feel about ourselves. Trying to live up to other peoples expectations will leave you feeling like a failure. Always remember to walk away from anything or anyone who takes away from your joy. That's yours. Life is far too short to put up with people who waste your time and make you miserable. 

#2.

This ones a big one and a huge challenge for everyone, even myself. Our media today has created an image of beauty that is nearly unattainable, and to be honest, wrong. Beauty can't be defined by anyone but yourself. Be confident in who you are, because EVERYONE is beautiful in their own way. It's foolish to try to be like everyone else, be different, be who you truly want to be. 

#3. 

This nike slogan is saying a lot more than 'buy a pair of nikes'. This slogan can be applied to all aspects of life. If you want to be happy, then do what you want. Even if someone says you can't. You're capable of anything you put your mind to. Don't let simple minded people who are afraid to do something themselves, hinder you. If you want it, go get it. You are the only one in your way.

#4.

I personally love this one. When people leave our lives, wether it be due to a breakup or a relationship, a friendship, or anything else, it's important we realize that life goes on. At first it may seem like the end of the world. But it's not. The pain is temporary and everything will eventually work itself out. Don't ever say you can't live without someone. You came into this world alone and you are strong enough to make it on your own and find happiness again.

#5. 

And finally, the most important advice of all. Which should be preached over and over again. Never forget who you are. Don't let anyone change you, bring you down, or make you feel inferior. You are your own person, you were created to be unique. Never destroy that by trying to fit in.

Why would you want to follow the crowd, when you could take your own path walking alone.

Heres laughing at those who try to fit in,

when they're born to stand out.

Sincerely, 

Laughing At Life

Why I Write

It's 1:20 am, so it's really no surprise I'm up writing.
I need a release. A moment to myself, to collect my thoughts.
And as I sit here, scrolling through pinterest's 'quotes' section, I've stumbled upon a quote I thought i'd share. It really struck me the second I read it.


"I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say."
-Flannery O'Connor


Lately, I've been jumping between majors in college, trying to decide what I want to do. I've discovered a love for english and writing, unlike any other. However, I've really struggled to understand if it's for me or what I can truly do with it in my life.

I meet people who hate writing college essays every day, just absolutely dread the thought of them. However I find myself getting lost in them. Papers are almost calming for me. Essays give me a chance to explain my reasoning, my thoughts, my feelings in my own way as if to change the mind of the professor or whoever may be reading it. As if to plead my case. To explain why I feel, this is right.
Coloring in a bubble could never do that for me.
Selecting true or false, has never been something i've enjoyed.
Exams, quizzes, anything with an A,B,C,D .. true or false answer, makes me feel trapped.
You are either right, or you are wrong, and that's it.
I've always hard a hard time with exams of this format. Because I second guess myself.
I circle one answer, but in my mind, I debate another.
I can't lay out my thoughts.

But not when it comes to writing. I waste no time questioning myself.. is this right.. is this wrong. I just end up with a product that depicts my thoughts clearly, because I translated them from my mind somehow on to this paper, and now it all is making sense to me and coming together. I can lay out my thoughts, look them over, revise them. I can grasp a understanding of what i'm thinking. And from there, I can answer a question with a product I'm proud of and believe in. I didn't have to chose some answer formulated by an examiner that may or may not make complete sense to me.
I'm formulating my answer, let me explain it to you.
I'm allowing the professor, reader, whoever to step into my mind for a second.
And that's really an astonishing thing to be able to do, to allow someone to get a glimpse of how you are envisioning things.

And this translates into my life when it comes to even writing things like this. Until about 17 minutes ago when I started writing this, I didn't know it would go this route. I didn't know why I enjoyed essays so much, but a quote set my mind going, and now thoughts are flowing out.

Give me a computer, give me a paper and a pencil, give me a chance, I'll let you see my mind. That's truly what writing is. An insight into the authors mind. Hell, and insight into my own mind.

I have a million thoughts a day, but until I put it into words on a computer, I don't realize what I really think. I don't realize what I really feel. Even speaking aloud, I get all jumbled up. There's things I don't want to say, things I can't vocalize, the fear of looking stupid. For me, speaking my feelings aloud just doesn't do me justice. But writing, allows me to hide, while also stepping out of the shadows. It's a strange concept, that might not make sense, but that's how I see it. Like I said, a glimpse into my mind.

But, maybe you're like me, thoughts flowing like crazy in your mind, but you just can't keep up. So many things you just don't know how to even say. I encourage you to try writing. You might write complete nonsense that jumps from thought to thought with no clear meaning. But hell, at least the thoughts are there written out for you, not simply floating around up there.

Because let me tell you, until 1:20 am tonight, I had no clue why I struggled so much with exams and loved essays so much. I didn't realize why things just made more sense when writing. But the minute I sat myself down and started to think about it, started to formulate these sentences, I started to figure it out.


Writing lets you explain yourself.
Writing lets you know how you feel.
You just don't know it until you start.



Sincerely,
Writing and Laughing away

As always.

College: Deciding Your Fate at Nineteen

Does anyone remember those 'Choose your own fate' books that were big in elementary schools across the country in the 90's? You'd be reading the book when suddenly you'd flip the page, typically during a climatic point, and suddenly the moment of truth had come. You'd have to choose either option one or two and then the new route of the story you selected would pick back up on a different page. By the end of the story, you had gone on this this completely fucked up path to get there and were typically left wondering what the other story end could have been. Some I'm sure even actually went back and tried to retrace their steps to the other ending.

I hated those books.

A story is a story because the author made it that way. Don't go stressing me out with all these possible choices, just tell me the fucking story you wanted to write.
I blame those books on indecisive authors who just couldn't choose between two novel endings, so they just said fuck it and made a novel in which readers make the choice for them. Lazy.

And lately, these 'Choose your own fate' novels are reminding me a lot of my college experience/life. However if I am not happy with the ending I get to.. I'm shit out of luck.

When it comes to choosing the end of my story, the stakes are a lot higher.
Currently, I am in my second year of college. I did a year as one major, switched to possibly doing another, to now heading back to pursue a completely different major. My college experience is one big turned around 'Choose your own fate' book. Except the only catch here is, the more time I spend changing my mind and choosing other directions, the more money and time it costs me. And it's incredibly stressful. When it comes to college all you've got at stake is your future, no pressure. I mean, your major is only what you're going to have a degree to do for the rest of your life.

The truth about it all is the minute we graduate high school our futures are handed to us like a ball of clay, and everyone expects us to make a pot, with no experience at all. They aren't even handing us a potting wheel.
(Okay I've taken this potting metaphor too far.)

But it really is true. At eighteen you are sent off and expected to figure it all out, and you've really got all the time in the world, if you can afford to hang around for that long.
Here I find myself a year and a half into college, still in my fucking teens, and people are telling me it's about time I declare a major. I can't even drink, rent a car, or book a hotel room; but i'm allowed, hell encouraged, to tell decide what i'm going to be doing for the rest of my life?!

Please. That has to be a joke.

I found myself realizing this all when I was emailing my old english teacher tonight, asking for advice when it came to my major. It all just sort of hit me, we really are deciding our fates here in college and when you come to realize that it just becomes that much harder. Because to be honest? My favorite color changes like the weather, I can't even commit to cruise control when driving, and really I'm always looking for the next best thing. How am I supposed to trust that what I love and want to do for the rest of my life one day, won't change the next?

But as of today I came to a simple realization I should have ages ago. If I truly love something, then my feelings won't change. When it comes to college, your major, and overall your future? Honestly, just hang on to what you love. Even if society is telling you it's unrealistic or it might not make you rich, you love it and it makes you happy. That will always be enough. Don't fall into the trap of following anyone else's dreams, but your own. You don't need to be 50 years old with years of life experience to decide your future, you just need to love something enough to know it's right. Once you find that one thing you love, all the pieces will come together.
And if you don't know what you love yet? Well your 'choose your own fate' novel just has a few more crossroads, so keep going and choose wisely.
Eventually your story will lead you to the ending the author intended.

Sincerely,
Laughing at those dumb 'choose your own fate' novels.

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. 

Why Do We Whine About The Weather?

I can honestly admit that every morning when I step outside to head to class, I automatically know whether I am going to bitch to people about how shitty the weather is today, or whether I am going to talk about how beautiful it is outside. The ever changing weather has the ability (for me at least) to change my mood every single day. So when I saw a youtube video recently called 'Los Angeles Overreacts to Cold Temperatures' from Jimmy Kimmel, I was quickly intrigued to see what one of the warmer states in the country considers cold.

You can check out the video here: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=72mvm0tx_28

To sum up the video it contained clips of news cast teams in Los Angeles explaining how 'freezing cold' temperatures have been (and will continue to be) and waning everyone to 'bundle up' for this upcoming 'arctic blast'. 

What was the average temperature in Los Angeles at this time? 

50-55 degrees Fahrenheit. 

SERIOUSLY?! 

Let me fill you in on a little bit of my life before I get to my point, so you understand why I find this so comical.
I come from what we like to call the tundra, in other words Minnesota. When it hits 55 degrees here, you will most definitely see people in shorts and t-shirts. Hell, when it hit's 30 degree's we get excited. If you were bundled up in 55 degree weather here, people would most definitely do a double take looking at you. 

Not to mention freezing point is actually around 28 degrees I believe, so the news team really needs to fix up their word choice before saying it's 'freezing cold'.
But, I'm not talking about this to tear apart Los Angeles (their wimps, no need to hurt their feelings). 

What I'm really getting at is this, Isn't it amazing how what some people find warm, enjoyable, exciting weather others find freezing cold, treacherous, unbearable weather? I bet if we were to place someone from LA in Minnesota, Wisconsin, or anywhere in the Midwest they would panic. And if they had to go out and shovel snow? Oh lord. That would be a wake up call. This isn't to say that people in LA are crazy, because I'm sure people in LA think those of us living in states with below freezing temperatures are equally crazy.
Hell we're all crazy.
But look what we take for granted. Why must we whine about the weather? Why do we so simply allow the weather to change or mood, feelings, and overall attitude throughout the day? In reality even in shitty weather, we're lucky. When you complain about too cold, someone somewhere is complaining that it's too hot. When you complain about a rainy day, someone somewhere is wishing it would rain.

In reality we as human beings are flawed, and one of our main flaws is our love to complain about the weather (well, theres bigger flaws but you get what i'm saying).

Next time you step outside, catch yourself before you start bitching about the weather. Catch yourself the second you start to pick out flaws in the weather and remind yourself, It's just the weather. The more you complain about it, doesn't increase the chances for it to improve, and only makes you more miserable about the current state of the outdoors. Grab an umbrella or throw on a pair of sunglasses, blast the air conditioning or turn up the heat, grab an extra jacket or throw on a T-shirt.
You can't change the weather.
But we sure could change our attitudes towards it.

Let's take away the weathers power to control our moods.
It's a new day.


Sincerely,
Laughing in the rain

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.

You've Just Been Subtly Insulted!

Throughout your daily life, don't you find yourself sometimes hearing the thing's people say and thinking 'Wait, I think they just insulted me..' or 'If they think that then they must think that about me..'

I read a quote by Adele recently, or at least I read a quote on pinterest recently that said it was Adele's quote, so let's just assume pinterest is a valid source on this one.

"I have insecurities of course, but I don't hangout with anyone who points them out to me"

Now this made me think one thing at first, Adele clearly has hung out with some crappy people who pointed out her insecurities or something, because she sure doesn't sing happy songs.

But after that I thought about this in relation to my own life and I realized something, I hang out with a TON of people who point my insecurities out to me, just unintentionally. And I'm sure you can relate with me too. I'm sure theres a few people in your life you surround yourself with and sometimes the comments they make about themselves, end up making you feel like shit.

Let me give some examples of unintentional comments people around you may make, that make you feel like you've just been insulted.
(Recognize many of this is sarcastic and meant to be humorous)

• (For the females mainly) "Oh my god I have gotten so fat, I look like a whale." - says your 5'2, 105 lb friend. 

Well now things have just gotten very awkward. For one, people talking about their weight insecurities is just uncomfortable to begin with, because now you have to compliment them and call them skinny. But when my friends make comments like this (at least for me) I'm now looking at my friend thinking, well shit. I am like twice your size, so thank you so much you skinny bitch, for telling me I look like a whale. 

You've just been subtly insulted! But it's okay, your friend is just attention seeking, tell yourself that so you can sleep well at night. 

Sure maybe everyone doesn't do this, but if you didn't think like this before, I bet you do now. 

• (For anyone in school) "Wow I just did terrible on that test, a 75%? I might as well have just failed because I did terrible. I'm so stupid." 

Now, If you did well on this exam or better than this person, your home free but you should probably try to comfort them. 

But if you did not do well after this comment you're probably looking down at your test which has a 60% on it and thinking a few things. One, I did actually just fail. Two, if a 75% is terrible, I have reached a new level of terrible with my 60%. Three, this person just said they're stupid for getting a 75%, and I got 15% less than them (good thing you can still do math and rock at it, by the way) so clearly I should just drop out of school then. 

You've just been subtly insulted! But again, it's going to be okay. Because your friend is really the stupid one for saying they might as well have just failed, because clearly failing is worse than a 75% (I mean you know that from experience.. :) )

If you want to make this person uncomfortable though, point out you got a 60% after they made this statement, and watch them grovel. 

• (For anyone who wears clothes) "I hate when people wear brown and black together they look like colorblind freaks." 

First off, someone should point out to people who have this pet peeve of matching perfectly or dislike for people who wear brown and black together, that they should get a life because this apparent mismatch in these two colors still doesn't make much sense to me. But moving on. 

Let's imagine you're also wearing brown and black together as they say this. Well boom you've just been subtly insulted! 

But let's imagine rather, that you have worn brown and black together before, well you have just been called a colorblind freak (and if you are actually colorblind like my father, well, you've just been called a freak).

Alright so I guess that insult wasn't very subtle. 

But if you ever see this person wearing brown and black together after saying this, please call them out.

• (For anyone who has ever been attracted to someone) "Honestly, (insert name of someone you find attractive here)  is so ugly and has a terrible personality, I don't know how anyone could be attracted to him/her." 

Hahahah sorry I love this one. 

Alright so to start now you know this person thinks you like ugly people with terrible personalities, so looks like you really know how to pick em, congrats!

But now you are instantly questioning your attraction to this person, and you will probably never look at them without thinking of that comment again.

Or now you are thinking that whoever said this is straight crazy, and must not know what attractive looks like because THAT guy/girl is a perfect ten. 

Oh and from personal experience, If you do end up being with this 'ugly terrible personality' person at some point or another, you can be sure that the person who made this statement thinks your are straight crazy. 

You've just been subtly insulted! 

So I think I've just covered a spew of insecurities people have, weight, intelligence, style, and well attractions. Though my examples are very vague. 

So what is my point in pointing out that people around you are subtly pointing out your insecurities all the time, you just don't notice? 

Well one, to tell you that Adele is wrong and if you live life avoiding anyone who makes you feel insecure or who unintentionally make a comment that make you question yourself, then your going to live a very lonely life. Everyone makes mistakes and doesn't always think before they speak. You yourself may have read this and thought, 'shoot! I've said that!'. The world is full of subtle-unintentional-assholes, you probably have been one before, and that's okay. 

But the main reason I point out all these subtle insults that people may make unintentionally is (well to make you laugh but also) to teach you not to take things so personally. People may insult you outright or unintentionally make a comment that is insulting, either way, you shouldn't let it get to you. Because as you begin to realize people unintentionally make comments that are insulting to you all the time, then you can begin to realize that this happens to everyone.

I guess what I'm really trying to say through all this humor and sarcasm is to be confident in the things you do and who you are because you are going to be insulted wether you like it or not. And find a way to laugh at yourself. When situations like this occur, look at them and laugh at how stupid some comments people make are, and don't let it get to you. 

We've all got insecurities, We all deal with people pointing them out in one way or another.

It all depends on how you handle it.

And my advice as always on how to handle problems?

Laugh at it. 

Over and out. 

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.