Laughter Is The Cure

Humor can alter any situation and help us cope at the very instant we are laughing.

Allen Klein 

Sometimes you know how a day will be the moment you wake up. Sometimes you will wake up in the most horrible mood and you know the days just going to suck nuts. In my experience a event usually triggers it, I wake up late for work or I slam my head on something when I finally get the nerve to pull myself out of bed.  Other times it can sneak up on you when you are having a good day. But regardless I am lucky enough to have friends that will cheer me up. I work at Mcdonald's and despise every minute of it  there were times when my friends would take my spot just so I could go get a five minute breather and smoke a cig. Now they know I would do the same but its really cool when my friends see me get agitated and want to help. I digress. I was thinking about all of this, how I hate work but when we all finish our closing and get off the clock and go to take our ritual smoke. (we all stand around in circles and smoke cigarettes, except Zach who smokes black and milds.) When we get to that point the mood of the Mcdonald's night crew shifts instantly. We could be in the most terrible mood, but we all start just joking and we usually cheer each other up. It's because we all have survived again. One more shift. We crack jokes because a lot of the time thats how we cope with our perspective situations. I believe to survive in this world it is necessary to have a sense of humor. Otherwise the world would be a dull, boring, and somewhat miserable place. Humor adds the color to our dull grey lives. It enables us to deal with situations that would otherwise cripple us.

That is all.

Today was great.

The Problem That Will Never Be Solved

Envy me; Hate me; Rate me. Face it.. You're never gonna be me.

I can't take credit for this. I don't know who said it, but still it applies. I just graduated my seiner year, and I was thinking about my time spent in high school. What I would do differently or what I would do the exact same. The good, the bad, and the ugly times throughout my stint at  Cabot High. I came to the conclusion that with the exception of my study habits I wouldn't change a thing. I would leave everything just as it is. I can't complain. I had some of the best friends a man could ask for. One thing I did notice though, was that high school is a very volatile place. Think about it, most who go are completely unprepared and are surrounded by people who judge them furiously. Now I wasn't the most popular kid in school but I had several friends from all walks of  life. So different people would throw different tabs on me, for example I remember one instance in my sophomore year, I remember it as clear as it was yesterday. I was talking to a friend in my Chemistry class about what we would love to do with our lives after school, what we would major in, or what would be a great profession that suited our personalities to the best of our standards. In passing I said something about how I love history, and how it would be extremely cool if I could be a history teacher. A girl who shall remain nameless turned around and looked dead at me and laughed in my face, and said five words to me:

"You? Be a history teacher?"

I said yeah why not? I could do it. She turned around without another word. Now at the time it didn't bother me. Later on though I got to thinking. Why couldn't I? What made her say that? Then it hit me.

She thought she was better than me.

How she thought she was better than me I'm not really sure. As a person? As a student? I don't really know. Now this was a defining moment in my life. This really bothered me. I couldn't shake the feeling for I don't know how long. That I wasn't anything special. So for a unspecified amount of time I just went about my business wallowing in my own self pity. Then one moment the pity stage passed I just woke up angry. Who was she to say that? She's not a better person than me just because she has straight A's or because she's a virgin, or even because she's never tried drugs. Eventually I got wiser. I stopped being angry, and I just did what I do best. Piss off everybody that sets their prejudices against me. That insecure shell of who I was died and a new me rose out of the ashes. I decided that I will succeed at everything I try at. I consider school a success, because by god I graduated. I also realized that there will be people who are like that everywhere who just love to tear into people unprovoked. I also realized people like me are a problem for those people. Now DO NOT MISTAKE MY CONFIDENCE FOR ARROGANCE. If I fail at something which happens a lot, I will try until I succeed. Depending on how much I care for that particular activity. I still try and I think thats the most important thing. I try to set an example for other insecure people, the way they should act when they see the mythical, dreaded, "hater". Those people will never be happy in life. Because there are people like me who will be that one problem in that hater's life that will never ever be solved.