Shallow girls and Anger

Dec 20, 2007 - 23:32 PM PST

Today I slipped in mud... twice. The first time I slipped on flat mud but there wasn't a slant or anything, I just lost my footing, and with two girls behind me laughing.... let's just say it doesn't get much more humbling in life. But I laughed about it, and so did the girls, but I was fine. I realized that I just don't care what those girls think of me anymore, I know that those are the girls who have made the poorest of life choices when they started putting out at 13, and I just don't care what they think of me anymore. I used to, when I thought "maybe I have a chance with them" when really I didn't have a chance in hell. I just thought they were really hot and thats all I cared about. Now that I understand that there personalities are as interesting as manaquins. So as I was thinking about this for a long time I slipped again on steep hill and this it really hurt. Mud was all over me and I was pissed and in my rage started to stomp the rest of the way down... I think you can see where this is going. Yea I slipped again because I was angry about my the other two falls, clouding my vision of what was the smart thing to do, but there wasn't a person for miles so nobody saw my mud drenched clothing cold, angry, and in pain, all because I let anger get the best of me. But it made me realize two things. A) When your angry and covered in mud you can either let it ruin your day, or you can laugh and just start playing in the mud. and B) Steep dirt hill + rain = well I think you get it.