Positivity

I wrote this blog entry because I enjoy observing people and how they take life, react to things, situations or other people; and I've found that a lot of times people choose the negative side as opposed to trying to see what good may lay underneath.

I'm no preacher and no teacher of always seeing the good in things, sinner and guilty as charged of taking the negative road often and allowing negativity into my life. But I do believe in the good of the universe and people and how even in the shittiest of circumstances, and no matter how hard it may be, as long as we're breathing, we might as well let one of those breaths be one used for laughs.

Sometimes the things that happen to me are so ridiculous. Everything from things I have no explanation for why they happened to things that happen out of me just being absent minded and prone to trip on air hahah!! Many times I get upset or frustrated or angry at the universe and other times, I can't do anything but laugh at the situation. The following two are some examples:

Not long ago, I was giving my then roommate a ride to work and I got lost on the way back home.I accidentally ran over the curb while trying to make a U turn, only to find out two minutes later that my tire was flat. I realized my phone was back at the house so I proceeded to walk along the freeway for about 10 minutes to try to find a pay phone (hoping they exist still & have a phone book) to call my insurance. In all of my anger, I couldn't help to laugh at the fact that it was my day off and I had intended to go back to bed after I dropped off my friend. Didn't feel the need to get dressed, brush my hair or put on make-up thinking "who's gonna see me anyway?" and there I am walking along the side of the freeway in my bathrobe, pink pajamas, messy hair, looking like death thinking "thanks life, I needed strangers to get to work & tell their co-workers they just saw a nut job of a woman walking down the freeway. It's what I do on my day off." 

A nice, good looking guy who happened to also have the day off pulled over to help me out, I know he probably thought I had escaped some kind of institution, but he made no judgment & helped me. I bought him breakfast after I made it home to change clothes. We've been good friends since.

Every time I've injured myself, be it on accident or out of my own stupidity, I always wish there had been someone with a camera to capture that on video.

Yesterday, when I had the longest most annoying day at work,I decided take up an invitation to go on a hiking adventure with a friend I hadn't seen in a while and end the day on a good note.

Enjoying great conversation, taking in the gorgeous scenery and laughing it up. Being goofy, I started frolicking down a flight of steps, la la la, only to find my body flying down the  remaining four steps and eating serious dirt a few seconds later. I believe every curse word I've ever known in any language came out of my mouth, being only interrupted by insane laughter at the thought of how funny that scene might have been if anyone other than my companion had watched it happen. I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants a little & it made the throbbing pain on the body parts that met the ground more bearable. It didn't matter that I got all dirty and I was in so much pain, that shit was funny as hell and is now another memory for another story I get to tell. Just thinking about it gets me laughing so hard still.

Whenever something, even bad, happens to me I like to say:
 "if my life was a movie or if I was a comedian, this shit would be really funny." 

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