Thursday – You'd be Non-Conforming, Too, If you Looked Just Like Me

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about the fact that 20 years ago when I was in high school, I was Emo before Emo was even cool. Heck, I was Emo before Emo had even been invented yet. I, at 16, helped pave the path to pathetic that so many kids now wearing their hair in their faces and writing bad poetry about suicide now claim as their own. To these kids, who feel that no one understands them, I want to tell you that I do understand you because I used to be you. This is why, when I come across one of you now, I laugh and make fun of you.

Look, Emo kids, I have some bad news and you might as well hear it from one who has been there: one of these days you are going to grow up and get over it, just like everyone is telling you to do. There's nothing you can do to stop it, unless you really do kill yourself (and you know that, despite all the talk that gets you so much attention, your heart really isn't in it, is it?).

But take comfort: there are worse things than growing up and becoming a productive member of society. For example, you could stay the way you are now. Forever. Considering how annoying you are at this point in your life, this is the worst thing that could possibly happen.

( Dear Diary, No one understands how hard it is to be me. I wish I could just die, hopefully before that biology test on Friday because I just can't bring myself to study that stuff because it's boring and who cares anyway? )