POST NUMERO 13: Shame and the Fetal Position

One of my many social quirks is that I have an overwhelming sense of shame and embarrassment. Wait, let me rephrase…I don’t have a sense of shame but I do have an overwhelming sense of shame when others are experiencing shame (did that make sense). If someone says something for which they should be embarrassed I take it upon myself to feel their missing shame. Growing up, I couldn't watch awkward coming of age shows and movies. I could not stand around while crap went down. When someone was embarrassed it was as if the muscles in my extremities would start to suffer from shakiness and lock up...then BAM fetal position.

I felt the same way in class when some students would feel the need to go off the given topic into personal stories that are either too personal or have little to no relevance to the topic at hand. I mean, it is common to have normal conversation...stray away from the topic slightly...but when all of a sudden the person having conversation throws in something incredibly personal about leading a terrible life…it would make me cringe...then BAM fetal position...

For Example...in Math Class…

Me: I think that x=3
Student: He is wrong…x=4…and speaking of wrong, once I was snorting lines of an unknown substance off an underage prostitute while simultaneously running guns for a Colombian cartel group which led them to beating their wives and screaming at their children…then I drag raced haphazardly…

Me: I still think that x=3

In case anyone cares…the answer was 4…damn math

I don’t encourage people to share past transgressions because hearing your life makes my ears go numb and I don’t like feeling shame that is not mine. When someone decides to do that, my natural reaction is to feel embarrassed for them. I put my head in between my knees and rock back and forth until my someone taps me on the back and tells me it's over.

Ok…so…today was alright…thank for your private messages readers! I feel somewhat better and will probably be better in about a day or so (my uncontrollable fever crying has subsided). I could not take off from work which I am sure would have helped…I have drank so many liquids and none of them have been alcohol (I finally know what cranberry juice tastes like…with out the vodka)

CHEERS, SALUTE, CHIN CHIN!

POST NUMERO 11: Mother's Day and Falò success!

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY READERS!!!! Ok so I am starting this post off with a thank you to ALL mothers…and the most important one ever…Mine!

So My mother is the best…she has taught me how to be strong, how to be caring, how to be a dreamer…she has never spoiled me and taught me to be dedicated in order to achieve my goals, she disciplined me to the core (wooden spoon…great for stirring a pot & a quick hit), and she is always there even when I least expect it.

How to explain my mother… in essence she may look like the epitome of an overbearing Italian mother…yet, she is SO MUCH more then meets the eye!

In her five foot five stature she is the most intimidating person most people have ever met. She one time made my Middle School Principal Cry. One day I will write more about her…But Happy Mother’s Day Mom…Love you! And To all the women in my life, I wish you all a HAPPY MOTHERS DAY. I am honored by your presence in my life!

Ok…that brief moment of having a heart is over now…Love you Mamma! (I promise you readers that I have a whole post dedicated to describing my family coming up soon)

so...so...true....HAPPY MOTHER's DAY!

The falò was freaking success!!!! However my beer had some crazy things going on with it (story to follow)…and In exciting drinking news…I managed to find the LAST cans of Jeremiah’s Weed with in the tritown area…this is not exageration…the man at the liquor store had to root through boxes of stuff in order to find the drink of summer! The perfect time in the woods…smell of fire…fancy spanish sausages cooked over a falò fire…amazing….and so fancy… There is just something to be said about a chill night with friends around a roaring someky fire.

Plus…friends with rum and sausgae….add a new level into everything

So I challenge you readers to have a chill night with friends…no going out…put a movie on…play a board game…put on a movie…

I sound like a shut in but in honesty I wayed the cost of everything and the fun I had and wow…it was hands down a win!

Ok so the beer I bought last night had various different label designs made by famous artists…mine read this…

“Don’t Forget you’re here forever”…
how creepy and awkward is that? I apologize for the lack of updates recently...been busy enjoying the weather!...I think I owe you readers about six posts for staying loyal!

CHEERS, SALUTE, CHIN CHIN!

OH THANK YOU RUSSIA FOR BEING MY SECOND BIGGEST FOLLOWING COUNTRY!...thanks to google translate here is what I have to say to you:

Спасибо за чтение его!!!

ALSO! Happy Graduation to some amazing people...this goes out to Samantha R., Jackie C, and all those other friends whom are amazing!

POST NUMERO 8: DOT DOT DOT

Happy Tequila Tuesday!

So, someone private messaged me to tell me I use “waaaay” to many “…” in my writing and it makes it seem like I am “out of breath” so he/she decided that it was annoying and I should stop with the “…”

So here is what I have to say to that:

Ok, thank you for the feed back…it’s just…so hard...so…what are the words I am trying to find?…you know…I am trying…sheesh…the words are so hard to find…readers, you know…I really like…using…the dot dot dot…it is just…I just love it so much…so…so…much…

^If you did not notice what I just did above, then obviously we could never be friends. Ok, so I openly admitted in my first post ever that I am basically a crap writer. I actually get anxiety when I post these things because I feel like nothing in my writing makes any sense. I really just do what is comfortable for me, which includes writing in the most casu-freakin-al way possible!

PLUS private messenger, How do you know I am not writing when I am breathless…in fact I always write these posts when I am sprinting on the treadmill or having an asthma attack…it gives me inspiration!! (and really firms up my Glutes)

So. Let me just say…

I like “…” a lot
I like exclamation points

I do not know how to spell
Grammar is not my forte

But I still keep typing!

however...

I would love to keep typing but can not the pollen count is so high that my eyes feel like they are going to fall out!

HAPPY NEWS HOWEVER! BIG CHANGES SHOULD BE HAPPENING TO THE BLOG SOON!! NEW LAYOUT! NEW PICTURES!!! WHYYYY YOU MAY ASK!?! Kayla is home...home for summer!!!


CHEERS! SALUTE! CHIN CHIN!! So, it may not have been the most interesting post...but I promise more are coming!