Emotionally Controlled

2007 07 24

Some people can be too emotionally controlled. There’s controlling your emotions and then there’s emotionally controlled. The first is something I believe every person on the earth should be well-trained in. To be able to control your emotions can rid a person of potentially embarrassing themselves or acting out of hand in various social situations. The controlling of emotions can even make a miserable day seem a little better or get the adrenaline pumping through the veins right before a big race. It’s definitely a pursuit worthwhile.
People can also be emotionally controlled too. There are major advantages and disadvantages to being controlled by your emotions. Many great pieces of art, whether it be paintings, music, or the written word, have been created during an emotional surge. Without people surrendering themselves to their feelings, many creative people would be out of a job. They would have to resume their lives as a commonplace drone in society.
As I write this I think to myself, “This paper has a research paper feel to it. The fact that I just now called it a paper has tripled the value of Boring Points associated with this… this written work… or journal entry? I can’t think of the perfect word for it. Perhaps I should let myself be controlled by my feelings for a little bit.” So here I go.
Girls seem too emotionally controlled. Why is it that certain women are happy, giddy, and “Just great!” when they have a boyfriend? Yeah, life is good, but do they remember that they’re having these feelings about Joe right now when four weeks ago they had the same exact feelings about Billy? It’s as if they purchase different boyfriends on the first of every month. “New Model!” “Even Better Than The Last!” “Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, Just Right!” Do these boyfriends come packaged too? Are there giant twisty ties that hold them upright in their giant flashy cardboard box with a large plastic window to show their profiles and accessories? Different types of shoes. Sunglasses. Three or four outfits that makes a girl squeal, “that makes you look SO CUTE!” Yeah, cute. Like a puppy. Which is also purchased for the right price. Girls buy these Perfect-For-The-Moment boyfriends with cuddling and flirtatious looks. After three or four weeks, or even a month-and-a-half, these boyfriends expire and they are thrown to the wolves.
The girl awaits the next model like a leopard ready to pounce for the kill. “Where is he?” they think to themselves. “Is this the one?” “Maybe this is him.” “He looks like a nice guy… and he has a cute butt.” Time rolls on and the female is hungry for prey. They can’t wait much longer. Just when they’re about to explode and go on a murderous rampage on the males, a lone male will make his way towards this fierce creature and give it a little snack. “Hey baby. My name’s Slim Shady. You wanna go out for some ice cream? And then we could watch a movie at my place and get in a tickle fight. Sound good?” The female’s mind races at light speed contemplating the many outcomes of the endeavor. “Well he’s attractive and he says nice things to me, so he must like me!” And so the engagement begins.
When will girls, or even people in general, get a third-person perspective on their lives? It must be inevitable; the emotional rollercoaster that occurs in our daily life.

The Cook-Out

We had a BBQ tonight as a platoon. There were burgers and corn-on-the-cob and hot dogs and chips and drinks of every kind. They had A LOT of food. A couple of guys and I threw around a frisbee for a while and then we got a game of ultimate going. After a while our platoon sergeant, SSgt Lyman, joined in. It was really fun with him in there. He plays really agressively so that was fun too. Anyway, it was a lot of fun and we got sweaty and now I'm gonna take a shower!