Random Duh-ness

Ignorance, they say, is bliss.

Let's cite an example shall we? Imagine you just spaced out. As in, super totally cricket-noises-in-your-head space out. Now, what's your default face mode? It's either of two things; you smile, which looks stupid, or you drool, which looks stupid AND is stupid. Now, let's hope your reaction's the former (you have no use for this entry if you do the latter.)

Now, let's add a bit of excitement. Say you spaced out in the middle of a game of dodgeball. Now, you smile your spaced out way, until you get spiked in the face by that 100 mi/hr dodgeball hurtling toward the air. After being dazed for a few seconds, you do either of the two things; you get mad and hurl the ball back at the thrower, and then chaos ensues; or you just smile, accept that it was just your stupidity, and go on playing. Which do you prefer? If you chose the latter, continue. If not, then, sorry I'm just wasting your time (if you chose drooling at the first part, and chaos at the second... umm... don't you have something better to do?)

Now, let's spice things up a little more. Say you spaced out, playing dodgeball, WHILE IT'S RAINING GAY ZEBRAS. Now, you do either one: you continue on with life, playing dodgeball, until the ball (lose the game) or a gay zebra (lose your life) mauls you. Or you can avoid everything (balls and zebras and all), look for for your family, run for cover, and make sure your safe before the gay zebras tear every single sane person asunder.

Now, is ignorance really bliss?

If you just drool, and not feel anything, does it help? At least when you're smiling, you just look crazy. When you drool, you just, look... umm... retarded, and you mess up your shirt as well.

If you follow thoughtless instinct and choose chaos, then, nobody's happy. Everybody goes home with nosebleed, bruises, cuts, or any combination of these. Now, if you just accept that it was your mistake, nobody gets hurt, and everybody likes you for being a sport. :D

If you continue on and ignore the raining zebras, I'M PRETTY SURE YOU DROOL WHEN YOU SPACE OUT. Because any sane person would stay away from gay zebras. Or gays. :| (I have no problem with zebras :D)

Ignorance really isn't bliss. Sometimes you have to feel. Sometimes you have to think. Sometimes you have to get hurt.

But, in the end, bliss is still bliss. :D