One question I've been asked, is your life as laid back as you make it?
Not by a long shot.
In my brain, you qualify as a bad friend if you don't do anything possible to help your friend, and I have been guilty of overdoing it, but its given me the chance to make friends I know I can trust.
However there are times where it ropes you in.
One of my bestest friends I have ever had, a girl roughly my age in New York, who shall for privacy reasons remain nameless also had one of the biggest problems to hit her.
Macho, patriarchal jarheads with the college IQ of a chinese breast implant.
She was hurt terribly, hurt by her ex-boyfriend, and bullied mercilessly, much the same way I was bullied, her emotions and mood broke my heart, in a good mood shes as great a person you will meet, and to see someone so beautiful and smart broken down was infuriating.
Not to toot my horn but I am intelligent, my friend is also intelligent, but she lost interest, less then a month previously we were arguing over football v volleyball for best sport ever, now she quit because she could't handle it. This is one of those "I overdid it times" and I made her distressed, making me have a bad mood of my own, cursing my idiocy, her friend Shay and me couldn't help any more then she wuld want us to, in the end me and shay made an alliance of sorts, which has now trurned into a firm egotistical friendship, egotistical because for months we've had an Australia v Canada argument.
But i digress,
Another horn I;m going to toot is my detective skills, I pieced together a fairly accurate version of events, and decided upon a new strategy, instead of trying to force the problem out I would instead try to help her from her depression, to this day I have no idea if it's worked, but all I know is suddenly her mood brightened, not to her full self, but enough that I thought it had worked.
My feelings for her are also beyond those you would find in a normal friendship but I supressed them after she wisely knocked me back (come on new york is XXXX miles away) and I consider her maybe my second best American friend. However recently it happened again, why on earth did someone think bullying should exist, SOMEONE started it people, and Emma, like myself was trapped, however she had something she didn't have, no not me, but her new boyfriend.
As I mentioned her last bf was somewhat of a douche, but I've talked to this one, and he gets the Jez seal of approval, he's ice, not overly macho and most of all I can tell he has her best interests at heart, when she told me she had a bf, i felt maybe 2 seconds of despair, then followed by me knowing she has someone she can depend on, I'm many things but Im not Mr Dependable.
As of this moment shes gotten over the last bout of depression, and shes nearly the girl I first met, myself and Shay still argue incessantly over out patriotism (I think she nearly fainted when I suggested they should make the capital Vancouver instead of Ottawa)
But people don't know a lot about me, because I prefer t be shrouded in mystery, why? you may ask, because I do not believe myself acceptable to the status quo of the teenage world.
Like most boys I dislike high school musical or anything musical, and I like sport and Megan Fox, but theres a side that doesn't surface in teenage boys often, a side that like non-rock music, who hinks Taylor Swift is an inspiration, and still insists his friend reminds him of the Buffalo Bills when she lives elsewhere.
I don't drink, smoke or take any narcotics (making me straight edge in a way), my blood rushes to my overdeveloped brain not further south and I like reading.
just like my friend, this even if it's a positive side, leads to inevitable taunts, the worse thing I've done physically is throw a chair at someone, thanks to my charm and the fact the teachers are lenient on the bullied, I avoided any serious punishment, but academically I was a mess, there were times my GPA wasn't even a 2.0. Only now in homescholing have I made consistent efforts in my hop to attend a college, especially that wonderful institution University of North Carolina.
What I'm trying to say is unless you make sacrifices and risks, you will never realise your potential.
E. V. E. R.
Stay tuned for my next blog, and stay awesome, so long,
BECAUSE I'M THE JEZ AND I'MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM AWESOME
