Welcome to Normality

Well my blogging slump is gone (for now) and I have an interesting truth in life I wish to share with all you Corpsters out there. Yeah I'm sure nobody really exclaims from the rooftops that they're Corpsters... but don't worry its a way of understanding more than a title.

With my small talk out of the way, let's dive right into my topic of discussion for this evening. Normality. Sure in high school we craved to fit in. Most people already had a gaggle of friends in which they had something to fall back on. But I guess I got a lot out of my high school experience by not having that cushion. Sure I knew only one other guy but he sure didn't give a damn about me before or after school (sure i car pooled with him saved gas on the hour long trip each way). During those trips he had stuff to say... oh well...

And so because of that lack of cushioning I was forced to find my own friends and blaze my own path in the world that is high school. Sure I have a few regrets... namely taking dates to school dances... but hey I learned more from that than staying to my old routine.

I by no means call myself normal. And I'm sure at some level everyone would say the very same thing. But then why do we have an urge to be "normal"? Is it the fact that we want to fit in? Is it the fact that people different from you scare you and you want to be on the laughing end of the pranks? Sure that's what high school and college mostly are... hazing and trying to find a clique to fit in.

This would be a great opportunity to get into my theory of the "best friend trap". As if friendship were a competition. Oooo we're BFF. The best friend movement was forcibly shoved down our throats in grade school. While sure I have friends that are friendlier than others... ones you trust more to share things with. But I sure didn't give that title myself to anyone. (Course my mother would say otherwise.)

Best implies a competition. Sure you can claim to have multiple best friends and be a well-adjusted individual, but I'm talking about the pure definition of the word. Again people say its "normal" to have a best friend. I am personally under the belief of "keeping your friends close and your enemies closer". They'll get what's coming to them.

So if everyone isn't normal, wouldn't it be normal ro be abnormal? In that case we get into a mindless debate which beginnings of which make my mind numb. But that'll happen when you're blogging as late or early as I tend to.

When inspiration strikes no matter when or where I just gotta blog.
Sorry if it doesn't correspond with normal schedules... Heh then you didn't catch the gist of my blog. The secret to blogging is to type from the heart. This isn't any english paper and I don't bother most the time to proofread beyond the word i'm typing. I guess reading the blog as I wrote it will work with the way the mind works... sure it focuses for a minute then drifts off on some tangent... its perfectly normal (abnormal?) for that to happen. So I leave you tonight or morning or whenever you read this explaining why I blog so little during the summer.

Oh well we'll always have seven flags amusing type park
Ciao 'Corpsters