Epiphany...
So I was sitting around on one of the benches in the halls at school after Biology class today, with my friends Katie and John, being all mopey, as per usual, when my other friend, Eric (yes, I consider him a friend now. I'm friends with the Nazi. Welcome to America, folks.) comes walking up. He notices my ever somber mood and lets out a big sigh, rolling his eyes. Finally, he says, "Ya know what?! I'm tired of this mopey attitude! So, I'm gonna do you a favor! I'm gonna put you on the Eric Zimmler Will Kick Your Ass Anti-Depressent Plan! Its works really simply. Stop being depressed. Or Eric Zimmler will kick your ass!"
I don't know what it was. Maybe it was the tone he said, or whatever. But that just cracked me up. I just started laughing. And that's when I noticed Katie smiling at me, and I was like "What?" and what she said really kinda hit hard:
"That's the first time I've ever seen you smile like that."
And that's when I realized. That was the first time I'd smiled like that since... God knows when! That's when it hit me, that I didn't even really know why I was being all depressed any more! I basically was being depressed just to be depressed. And that's stupid. Life's too short to be pulling stupid crap like that.
So my girlfriend and I parted ways. Big deal, that stuff happens. At least she's still trying to be friends with me. And after some of the crap I've pulled that in and of itself is a miracle!
So I had to move out of my house. The balding tyrant that ran that unpleasent household was a jackass! I'm better off where I am now, living with my awesome sister, and her equally awesome boyfriend! And now I can come and go as I please, day or night, and I don't have to call in... at all!! Yay for irresponisibility! And I've got a waterbed! How kick ass is that?!
So I hate my classes! Pfft! Tch! Psh! Who doesn't?! And its not like I hate all of them. I just really really hate that stupid Non-Western Lit class. But I made two good friends out of that class to make up for it!
See my problem has been that in the past several certain things have worked out absolutely perfectly. And I seemed to have the notion that that's how it would always be. Well, that's not always the case. I still believe that everything happens for a reason, and things will always work out in the end... but sometimes you have to go through stuff to get to that end. God's a smart guy. He's got a plan for this. Just like he's got a plan for everything. A really smart girl once told me that.
So in closing, I say, to hell with depression! I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself! Its time to get back into my old routine of being better than everyone!
Besides, if I don't, Eric Zimmler's gonna kick my ass!
Viva le Friday, everyone!
So I was sitting around on one of the benches in the halls at school after Biology class today, with my friends Katie and John, being all mopey, as per usual, when my other friend, Eric (yes, I consider him a friend now. I'm friends with the Nazi. Welcome to America, folks.) comes walking up. He notices my ever somber mood and lets out a big sigh, rolling his eyes. Finally, he says, "Ya know what?! I'm tired of this mopey attitude! So, I'm gonna do you a favor! I'm gonna put you on the Eric Zimmler Will Kick Your Ass Anti-Depressent Plan! Its works really simply. Stop being depressed. Or Eric Zimmler will kick your ass!"
I don't know what it was. Maybe it was the tone he said, or whatever. But that just cracked me up. I just started laughing. And that's when I noticed Katie smiling at me, and I was like "What?" and what she said really kinda hit hard:
"That's the first time I've ever seen you smile like that."
And that's when I realized. That was the first time I'd smiled like that since... God knows when! That's when it hit me, that I didn't even really know why I was being all depressed any more! I basically was being depressed just to be depressed. And that's stupid. Life's too short to be pulling stupid crap like that.
So my girlfriend and I parted ways. Big deal, that stuff happens. At least she's still trying to be friends with me. And after some of the crap I've pulled that in and of itself is a miracle!
So I had to move out of my house. The balding tyrant that ran that unpleasent household was a jackass! I'm better off where I am now, living with my awesome sister, and her equally awesome boyfriend! And now I can come and go as I please, day or night, and I don't have to call in... at all!! Yay for irresponisibility! And I've got a waterbed! How kick ass is that?!
So I hate my classes! Pfft! Tch! Psh! Who doesn't?! And its not like I hate all of them. I just really really hate that stupid Non-Western Lit class. But I made two good friends out of that class to make up for it!
See my problem has been that in the past several certain things have worked out absolutely perfectly. And I seemed to have the notion that that's how it would always be. Well, that's not always the case. I still believe that everything happens for a reason, and things will always work out in the end... but sometimes you have to go through stuff to get to that end. God's a smart guy. He's got a plan for this. Just like he's got a plan for everything. A really smart girl once told me that.
So in closing, I say, to hell with depression! I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself! Its time to get back into my old routine of being better than everyone!
Besides, if I don't, Eric Zimmler's gonna kick my ass!
Viva le Friday, everyone!
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