Laughter is a funny thing. No, really. I’m not joking when I say this. It’s contagious and so, well, intoxicating that you don’t wish to ever stop laughing once you start. And perhaps that’s why I still have a smile on my face. In spite of the day and how it started...
I mean, this morning, a certain member of the family decided to use me as an instrument to vent pent up frustration and downright pissed-off-ness and yelled out a whole lot of things which really did not need to be shouted, let alone said. And I surprised myself by not responding at all. Well, not really, since I er, talked back a bit as well, however my words were spoken calmly and rationally: two things that I never am when riled. Which goes to say that I wasn’t provoked into an angry outburst, something that is very uncharacteristic of me under similar circumstances. To be honest, I could not care less. Oh well, that’s one up for me, I suppose.
Moreover, later during the day, something that had upset me quite a bit some weeks back reared its ugly head once again. And I surprised myself yet again by not reacting the way I usually would. I’d much rather laugh at the absurdity of the situation and a certain person involved than go through that again. I guess that I’ve already found closure for that particular incident (if writing mouldy metaphors can taken into consideration), which is why I spent most of the afternoon in peace.
Yes. I’ve realised that I prefer laughing to sulking. I prefer chuckling to brooding. I’d choose snorty sniggers over silent unshed tears any day. And I’d rather listen to Pineapple Head for the eleventh time this afternoon with a smile than let the world and all its rot affect my mood.
I mean, this morning, a certain member of the family decided to use me as an instrument to vent pent up frustration and downright pissed-off-ness and yelled out a whole lot of things which really did not need to be shouted, let alone said. And I surprised myself by not responding at all. Well, not really, since I er, talked back a bit as well, however my words were spoken calmly and rationally: two things that I never am when riled. Which goes to say that I wasn’t provoked into an angry outburst, something that is very uncharacteristic of me under similar circumstances. To be honest, I could not care less. Oh well, that’s one up for me, I suppose.
Moreover, later during the day, something that had upset me quite a bit some weeks back reared its ugly head once again. And I surprised myself yet again by not reacting the way I usually would. I’d much rather laugh at the absurdity of the situation and a certain person involved than go through that again. I guess that I’ve already found closure for that particular incident (if writing mouldy metaphors can taken into consideration), which is why I spent most of the afternoon in peace.
Yes. I’ve realised that I prefer laughing to sulking. I prefer chuckling to brooding. I’d choose snorty sniggers over silent unshed tears any day. And I’d rather listen to Pineapple Head for the eleventh time this afternoon with a smile than let the world and all its rot affect my mood.
8 comments:
:)
PINEAPPLEHEADISMAD!!
say thank you for it. again.
xD
hey
snort away to glory bud!
im always there to snort out-very-loud with you!
I'd like to too.
Heartily commendable, lucy dear. Who would've suspected such lucid cheerfulness at the heart of darkness?
As they say, "Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone."
(Notable exception - soaps: one lady snivels, all her gal pals join in the chorus)
@ Dark Chocolate
Tee hee hee. Thank you.
@ Ship
YESITISMADMADMADWHEEEEEENESS!!!1111
Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!11111
@ VB
Yayness! Bloo moo!
@ Kazarelth
Yes. And you will. :]
@ Aruni RC
Lucy?LUCY?!!!
*Ahem*
I am LD, thank you. *cold stare*
And whahahahahahahaha! Soaps! AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA! :P
Hehehehe
(sniggers)
:P
"lucy dear" :|
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