Still Flying

People like to assume. It’s either we like to assume that random people think the worst of us or the best of us. We assume that the date across from us has this look that shows she is thinking about how bad our hair is or hinting how bored she is when she’s actually just assuming about if you were thinking the same about her. We assume that the people at the end of a movie with a happy ending stay happy forever or for a long while. What if that’s the last happy memory for the hero? The ending of that specific movie where everything just seems to go well then go down the shitter a couple minutes later like it seems to do for everyone else.

I, like the majority of the human population, assume. I assume that people think negatively of me because that’s how I am programmed to believe or see myself. That’s how people are programmed. We are designed to not think highly of ourselves unless we hear it from anyone but ourselves. So in a way, the people who can do that (despite how vain or douchebag they may seem) can do something that holds a lot of us back and thus deserve at least some amount of praise.

I look back in my short life to see how my negative thinking and assumptions have held me back. I’ve held back in school because I assumed that if I tried then i wouldn’t be good enough. I never asked girls I really wanted to ask out because I assumed that they would say no or would just scoff in my face and walk over to the guy I assumed they liked because of a couple signs I might have taken the wrong way.

Assumptions can also go towards our positive thoughts. We assume our best friends or loved ones think very highly of us when we may actually be kept around because they think so lowly of us that we make them feel better by giving them a sense of superiority. While that is a foul and negative thought, the world is a sick place full of sick people and is completely possible. We try not to think that way but some things can just be in a gray area.

Assumptions however can also be right. We assume that Amelia Earnhardt died on her last voyage when she went missing. That’s a very likely assumption. A person can assume that the waiter who has to clean up a drunken customer’s mess at a restaurant is pissed off. That is a correct assumption. A person can believe a girlfriend who dumped a boyfriend a couple of days before prom after he planned a very original way to ask her to prom is a bitch. That’s a correct assumption (come on now, don’t act like it isn’t). A guy who misses a lost love can assume that her calling him one night when she is having a bad day just means she needs someone to talk to but otherwise doesn’t really think about him much. That is usually a correct assumption.

People build a lot of their lives around assumptions and that’s scary. Thoughts we have no idea if they are correct or not but are rather based off of either instinct or emotion or logic or whatever the hell we base off crap off. In a lot of situations all we can do is assume. We don’t have time or the means to get the facts right so we just wing it or go with our assuming ways. It just really depends if our assumptions are positive or negative. I hope that someday soon mine can be positive because that would make life just a whole lot easier. Ah, who the hell am I kidding? Life is never easy no matter what path you take.

That’s a correct assumption, I assume.  

It would be an honor to pull an Abed/Chad and poop my pants on the set of Community just to see where the magic happens. This show gives hope to the trash collection we call TV. 

I wish i knew people near me who watched Community as religiously as I do…..all the friends who do live 2 hours away… *Sigh*

I will sick PIERCE and Chang on all of you and we will beat you.

Oh and about 4 to 5 million people who watch this show like a religion will act as cavalry. And there will be nothing madcap or wacky about it? Understood? 

HOLLA IF YOU AGREE

I’ve decided to write on this blog to vent my head which containments might interest you or not….either way, i don’t expect people to read it but its more for my personal fulfillment. But isn’t that why we all do anything, really? 

But anyway, my name is Josh Du (get the scooby doo jokes out now) and i’m bored. I’m of Filipino descent but i’m pretty much the worst example of Filipino culture 

So a couple of days ago, I turned 20…which didn’t seem that big of deal to me at first then i realized I’ve lived 2 decades. Surreal. Within those two decades I’ve:

• never broken a bone
• had 5 near-death experiences
• made and lost exactly 20 “best” friends
• lost a best friend,an uncle, and numerous goldfish to the cruel bastard known as death
• been to 25 states and 19 other countries
• moved 4 times within the state of Virginia
• became a boyfriend three times..?
• became a big brother (best thing to happen to me)

and some other stuff that i just can’t remember. Birthdays are supposed to be some big event where everyone’s attention is on you and you get everything you want. I never really understood that. One day every year you get older and everyone is expected to at least get you a gift? It’s stupid. However, this birthday i did feel quite loved. All of my best friends wished me a sweet happy birthday greeting and a lot of those facebook “friends” i want to talk to but it would just be weird to out of the blue wished me as well. That was nice.

Anyway….I want to catch up on How I Met Your Mother so…pce.