Hello again

So we were talking about talk shows and their impact on society in my Sociology class yesterday. I never really liked talk shows that much when I was a kid but during those boring summer days, there was pretty much nothing else on in the afternoons except talk shows and soap operas.

They look pretty interesting now though. I still won't bother to watch for more than a couple minutes but it sure looks like it would be fun to be in the audience. I want to be there, hooting and hollering because some dude cheated on his wife with 23 partners but paternity tests reveal that he is the father of her child or some wild !@#$ like that lol.

It's almost like a sporting event. You root for the home team (pretty much the person who hasn't been cheating) and then you boo the heck out of the road team (the ignorant cheater). Where do they film these shows at? Next time I'm in their city, I definitely want to get tickets to be in the crowd!

On another subject, it's kinda weird sometimes when you're walking on campus and you see random people crying and @!#$ I don't know. Personally, I'm not opposed to crying when you're sad. I think it helps release whatever is inside you. A lot of folks are like "Quit crying, you're grown, only kids should cry, etc." But I think crying is good, at least for serious issues. Now if you start crying for small, stupid reasons then maybe that's a problem.

I tear up a lot of times. Sometimes after watching movies. I don't know if I ever cry though. My eyes get watery but that's about it. I don't really cry for sadness though. A lot of times, when something bad happens, I either shake it off or get mad. The only times I get teary-eyed are when something good happens or it's a feel-good moment.

In sports, I never really understood why dudes cry when they lose. As a fan and as a guy who has played competitive sports in school, whenever we lost a game, I'd be pissed more than anything else. There are exceptions though. I remember in 8th grade, when our football team lost a close game, I was really depressed afterwards and I really have no clue why. I was silent on the bus ride back from the stadium and I guess had this sad look on my face that my teammate, who I never even talked to regularly, had to come and give me a pat on the back, saying it's alright.

And the sad thing is, I wasn't even that good of a player and I didn't even play in the game so I had no effect on the outcome LOL. I look back on it now and laugh at how silly it was for me to mope like that.

Nowadays though, whenever I play sports and lose, I get mad, mostly at myself. A lot of people are super-competitive and when they lose, they start lashing out at teammates and anyone in their path. I'm not really like that. I'll blame myself and beat myself up over anyone else haha.

Alright, I got some homework to finish up. Imma leave you with my favorite song of the moment off of James Morrison's recent album. Here is "Please Don't Stop the Rain"