This week's "Reflections on Britney"

So, have we all seen the pictures of Britney in the ambulance by now? So tragic. And what really concerns me more is the way the public wants to see her fall. The night of her most recent drama, as with the nights of many of her other dramas, my roommates couldn't wait to show me documentation of her devastation. And then I see how many other people have searched the internet for the same thing, and it makes me a little sick. It seems that the vast majority of the population won't be satisfied until they see the exact moment where "Britney Spears is dead" caught on film. I'm sure the news stations have already compiled their footage to run the BREAKING NEWS story the second it happens, and the record company has surely called in their b-list stars to record Britney tracks for a posthumous tribute album.
And what if she makes it through this and climbs through the rubble and builds herself up to be a star again? I don't know if anyone's interested in that Britney anymore.
I think that mentality is what keeps me from pursuing some chances at happiness in my own life. There is something so much more comfortable about failure than success, perhaps because we see it shown so readily in all of our media that it is easier to relate to others when you're down in the mud with the masses than it is when you're standing on a mountain all alone. That is what I am trying to explore right now. What decisions do I need to make to experience true happiness? Which people in my life will truly support me and actually want to see me reach that goal, even if it means me not being at the bar with them all the time? Where do I need to live to have a cross section of natural beauty and cultural stimulation (and really good looking men who readily take their shirts off during the summer months)? Getting these questions answered will help a happier me evolve and ensure that at least I'm doing better than Britney.