Laughter

Mood: crazy

Yesterday was a major fat day.

Today is the first day this year I feel like I'm skivvying off my homework. Most times i want to and have something to blog about. And i try to make it meaningful. But today I'm just out of ideas.

I try to keep topics away from front page worthy news in my oh-so-dramatic life. But i suppose just this once, yesterdays events were worthy of recording.

Someone very close to me suffered from random laughing a few years back. He would burst out in laughter at random intervals. People around me would say he was just happy but i saw a pained expression behind his sunny exterior. This period in his life occurred a while after he lost his speech.

For about one year in my life, i never smiled. I know this because as i was flipping though a family album my face was as blank as an brand new canvas. I was a freaky child. I even remember that period in my life. It wasn't that i was emotionless, i just found nothing to smile about.

4 years ago, I felt the sudden urge to laugh at a funeral. I glanced at a friend and we both guffawed at the same time. We also both felt horrendous.

Yesterday, i watched Quarantine at a dinner party with my friends. I was in fits of hysteria afterward and decided to excuse myself to the bathroom. I entered into Bernard's pristine bathroom and did my business and then exited into complete darkness. Like a light switch in my head i knew that my friends were about to play a prank on me. I rushed back into the bathroom and flipped on the light switch only to turn around to find the bloody face of Justin greeting me. For the next half an hour, i had convulsed into involuntary fits of laughter. The kind where I'm actually crying more than i am laughing. But during those few thrilling moments of horror, and the uncontrollable, delirious mirth i felt a certain freedom that i had never felt before...

Perhaps i am going crazy after all.

Peace.