
So...Everything that we do in life, should be done basically because you can justify doing it for some reason. So a persons actions are built upon how they justify them. Dissecting this idea can ultimately lead us to very interesting concepts behind the human decision making. For instance, when you put on a jacket, you justify that by saying it is cold out. When you wake up early, you justify drinking a cup of coffee by saying you need to be alert for you job or what not. I have found out that I justify some things that I really want to do, with, sometimes, RIDICULOUS reasons. The general go-to reason would be, 'because it would be a great story,' which is kind of scary, because you can pretty much justify anything with that reason. Take the jacket scenario for instance, if I really wanted to wear this jacket because Ed would be mad at me, and it wasn't cold out, I would justify it by opening a window and making it cold in the room. Or, if I REALLY wanted to go to the south for spring break, and my van wasn't in the best condition, I would justify it by saying I forgot something down there when I used to live there and had to go get it because I needed it really bad. This something would most likely be a pair of jeans. This isn't the real justification for why I took that van, but ultimately, it didn't work out.
Our van broke down in Goddard, Kansas, and we were ready to head home. My aunt ended up being in a town close by, so she came and picked us up and took us back to her place for a night, about 3 hours away. My uncle then let us use his truck to finish off our trip, it was hard for us to get back on the horse, our hearts had been through so much agony already, we weren't sure if we could take much more chances. So we took it. We arrived in AZ 14 hours later and eventually headed to Mexico,
Things that happened in Mexico:
-Lost my Wallet at a bar, went back to bar, had wallet, nothing missing
-Brad was almost stabbed by locals
-Watched a local take 5 tequila shots in a row to show us up
-Realized America is spoiled and there are no twist-top bottles in Mexico
-Jon's second step into the ocean he was bit by a crab
-Passed out on the beach
-Got pulled over by the police and bribed them to leave us alone with $41
-Took a shower in the morning and don't remember taking it in the afternoon
-Aaand many other things...what happens in Mexico...
So...now we had to get home, after surviving my sister Emily's stink on the way home, Jon and I drove 20 hours to Kansas, dropping off Em in Phoenix, adding on some time. We left at 230am and had to catch a a shuttle in Manhattan, Kansas at 230am the next day to take us to a train in Topeka that left at 520am. We made it to the shuttle and to the train, we knew our luck was running out when we got to Topeka 30 min too early and the station wasn't open..we had to sit out in the cold until the people came back. We took the train and got back to 301 on Sunday around 7pm on Sunday. I went to climb in bed and found out that someone had slept there when I was gone...and had pissed in it...I had no bed...my luck, had completely, run, out. SO, last night I slept on the floor, and still have not decided whether or not I should just throw out all my sheets and start over.
What have I learned from this...It's not the best idea to justify things with STUpid reasons, especially because 'it would be a great story.' This has to have some sort of link to immaturity...or brilliance. I have also learned there must be some sort of link between overheating engines and breaks in intake manifolds, among other things. If your really want to experience something and find yourself asking, what am I doing with life. Or want to go three days without taking a shower. Or especially if you find yourself thinking you're invincible...travel across the country on a whim...key word, whim... if this blog is too long, go read the loser who writes the ledge in the Daily Iowan,
please leave a comment below about something that went horribly wrong on your spring break...or should I say, something that went horribly right?
PEACE!
~mcm

i do not smell
ReplyDeletei have known emily for a long time and i can confirm the stink
ReplyDeleteThat poor bed of yours never had a prayer!
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