I'm not going to be sad today.
I'm not going to feel sorry for myself today.

I was never the "popular" guy in high school. I wasn't the one the girls chased, I wasn't the star athlete with the cool car and single digit IQ, with was likely over compensation for a small penis (the car, not the iQ).

I wasn't even popular enough to be a wingman.

I was the safe one. I was a nice guy,

Kiss of death. "You're so nice. I don't like you THAT way. Would you carry my books? Would you do my homework?". And you know what? I didn't mind it.

WIMP. PUSSY.

You're right. You're absolutely right.

But now as I look back, I realize there are things to be said for being a nice guy. What I reviled in when I was 18, I embrace now. A helpful nature and a peaceful demeanor. A strong moral bearing and a devotion to my friends. A loyalty. "Mess with my people I will fuck you up, goddammit". And oh yeah, a facility for the English language.

I'm not a wimp. I'm not a pussy.

I'm a nice guy. A pretty well adjusted nice guy.

I won't be sad today. I won't feel sorry for myself today.
Today life is good.

Enjoy your Thursday everyone. Smile randomly. Makes people wonder what the fuck you're up to.