Thursday, April 25, 2013

When life hands you lemons...

Oh, Life. You just don't let off easily, huh?

Just when I thought a situation was going to get easier and better, I get told news like that. Well, I'm no saint. I'm not going to pretend to smile and be all nonchalant about this, like it doesn't make a difference. So for the next 10 minutes, I'm going to rant, curse and sigh to myself quietly in my own room, under my pillow. Because the last thing I need is for someone else to rant, curse, and sigh along with me.

And then I'll stop, read a bunch of rage comics, watch cute babies laugh on YouTube, listen to Guy Sebastian's Don't Worry, Be Happy, and forget this shit ever almost happened. Because life can be a real bitch sometimes. And how do you deal with bitches? You take them to the back and slap them real hard.

No, wait. I was going somewhere with this...

Oh yes. When life hands you lemons, squeeze them into life's eyes and walk away with swag in slow motion like Dwayne Johnson does after a fight in every.single.one.of.his.movies.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

...And I'm back.

It has been more than a year since I last posted something in here. Was going through some of my older posts when I realised how much I used to love writing. So here I am. Back in action. Like Arnold Schwarzenegger. But not for long, I guess. Not sure how often I'm going to come back to this page. Not that it matters.

So much has happened over the past year. I went from being cool to being extremely cool. Okay, no need for scoffing. Always thought I'd start off with a good joke. But certain things did change my life. They changed the way I looked at life and at myself. For a short while, I felt like a part of me died. But I'm glad it did, because a new part of me was born after. A stronger, tougher, better part of me.

Sometimes things just don't go according to plan. They just don't. And you feel like shit. Shit happens. It really does. You whine, you grumble, you curl yourself up like a little foetus in your bed and cry your eyes out while listening to "A Thousand Years", because strangely, listening to terribly depressing songs makes the depressed feel better. Or worse. Or worse but better worse.

But then you move on. Because wallowing in misery and self-pity, and beating yourself up over things that didn't work out isn't going to take you anywhere. You pick yourself up, write a song about moving on, and then you simply do. You will then discover how strong a person you are when you find it easier to get through each day as time passes.

Life really isn't about what you have, but how you choose to live it. Of course, it also helps to realise how awesome online shopping is. But that doesn't apply to everyone, I guess. Yay, Charlie Chaplin tee!