good chats *fist pound*

I think everyone needs to have at least one friend in their life that they can always count on for a good chat. Whether it be about fashion, psychology, philosophy, or my love of shirtless men. Thank god I have a few of these people in my life. For instance, Amy and Erin are my go-to girls for philosophy/theology/psychology/shirtless men chats. (they are really all-purpose friends). If I wanna talk fashion, I call up my lovie Sarah beara from college. If I want a ego-ass-kicking I call Pete. We don't chat on the phone much...mainly because I can slap him through the phone like he deserves. So the point of this is: I went down to visit my friend Courtney in Tacoma over the weekend. We always have these epic chats about life in general. Saturday's chat was particularly awesome, and thus it deserves a blog shout-out.

What we discovered in our discussion was that everyone has the present ability to choose to be happy. Happiness is not some grand state-of-mind that is unattainable for all who aren't either insane or mentally...shall we say...slow. Or those perpetually happy people who smile through everything, always spit rainbows and sunshine, and make my eye twitch. I think most people try too hard to obtain this gold pedestal of existential being. If you think about it like that, it will always be out of your reach. It's so much more simple than that: it's a decision. Those rainbow and sunshine people have probably made this decision without even thinking about it. It comes too natural for them (or they're trying to cover up how terrible their life is by being overly happy. I think I like this option better.)

My emotional state is easily affected. Unfortunately, I absorb emotions like a sponge. If I go watch a depressing movie, or if a sad song comes on the radio, I'm sad. It's stupid really...but I can't help it! (I guess there is an exception to that: I'm rarely sensitive to other peoples' actual troubles. So if you're like depressed and want to talk about it, it's only going to make me want to drink. And therefore forget what you've just told me.) Today on the bus a sad song came on my ipod and I started to get gloomy...until I remember the words of wisdom Courtney and I had discussed. I just smiled. Because I can smile...it's possible and I do a lot of it. Smiling that is.

So the next time you're thinking that your life is not what you want it to be, and you are striving for happiness, just be. just be happy. just be yourself. and just....be. It's quite liberating actually. and don't over-think it. Cause then you've just eliminated this blog wisdom and wasted both your time and, quite frankly, mine...which I like just about as much as like girls who wear Ugg boots or juicy sweatsuits. icky.