Angsters Paradise

            Warped with anxiety, confusion, and apathy, the average teenaged mind is interesting to say the least. Being a said-teenager, I throw all my credibility out the window. Being primarily surrounded by other teenagers, I expect my humble assessment of life be in some, if not most ways, skewed. It is human nature to mature; to evolve. Often times certain events affect people as catalysts in this maturation process. The truth of the matter is that that girl affected every facet of my feeble emotional structure.
             To be perfectly honest, I did not have a happy childhood, lacking greatly in the areas of self confidence and self worth. People seemed so foreign and any kind of connection with a peer was non-existent. Some call it introversion; I prefer anti-social. Loneliness was the underlying theme in my life. Video games and books were my safe haven. I found no judgment in these things. Throw a little pre-teen drama into the mix, and I was a typical basket case. Days were long and nights were longer. Insomnia and depression swept me further and further from reality. Life was superficial and everyone was the same. .
             At the beginning of my freshman year, my parents sent me to a young children's psychiatrist. I took nothing he said seriously because of my sheer "differentness." He suggested picking someone out and really trying to get to know them. If for no other reason than to humor him, I decided to heed his advice. After close evaluation, I chose a cute girl mauled with the same introvert reputation as I. Our relationship began with my simple greeting. Her response was so distinct that I still remember it to this day. Without looking up from her Game Boy Tetris, she simply replied "You seem to be interested in me, and I hope, for your sake of course, that this simply can not be; for there is absolutely nothing interesting about me whatsoever." My mouth, as well as my heart, hit the floor. Originality, creativity, and a biting sense of sarcasm overwhelmed me.