I was really in the mood to write today, but I didn't know what to write. So I'm not sure how this is gonna turn out, haha :) I hope it's good, though...
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Sometimes in life, you hear people saying things such as, "Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened."
The famous quote by Dr. Seuss was simple. It was easy for anyone to understand. If something amazing happened, you shouldn't be upset that it's over, you should be happy that you got to experience it.
James, however, couldn't do that.
His life had been so unbelievably boring ever since his Pussy Cat Dolls concert, and he didn't think any night would ever compare to that night. The flashing lights, the loud music, the hot singing girls, it was all perfect for him. He and his best friends went for his birthday, and it was undoubtedly the best night of his life.
Carlos, Logan, and Kendall didn't understand. Sure, they loved the Pussy Cat Dolls, too, but their love didn't even compare to James'. The handsome brunette lived for those girls. And James hoped with all of his heart that he would one day marry Nicole. And the three other boys didn't understand why James had been so depressed ever since the concert. They didn't understand how amazing that night was for him and how perfect everything was. They thought it was stupid that he missed it so much. After all, a whole month had gone by since the best night of his life.
But that wasn't his biggest problem.
He wouldn't have gotten depressed if he didn't constantly listen to their music. If The Pussy Cat Dolls wasn't always on repeat on his iPod, he wouldn't always be reminded of the concert and start to feel sad again. But he also couldn't stop listening to them. They were his favorite, and if he stopped listening to their music, he feared he would be even more depressed.
At school, for some reason, he expected Nicole Scherzinger to just walk right through the door, tell the teacher she was there to take James, and the two would go off and get married. He knew it was crazy and would definitely never happen, but he just wished it would. When he told his friends about this, they laughed at him, and he laughed too and pretended he was kidding.
But he wasn't, so he knew he had a bit of a problem.
It was as if after that one night, he fell more in love with his favorite band. He never knew he could love people he didn't even know so much, but he did. And even though it sometimes made him sad, because he knew he would never actually get to meet them, he still loved it. He loved listening to them sing, watching their music videos, and drooling over their pictures.
So he actually didn't care if people laughed at him. He would continue to love his favorite band and get depressed when he missed the greatest night of his life. Because that was what made him happy.
Haha, okay, I know this was short and really dumb, but it explains how I've been feeling for the past month. I HAVE REALLY BAD POST CONCERT DEPRESSION AND IT'S BEEN A WHOLE MONTH. And everyone at my new school keeps laughing at me when I say I love BTR :(
And I'm really sorry if this was all choppy or whatever, I just wrote random words that came from my head. And my brain died when school started.
Haha, okay, I hope you liked it! :D Review, pwease?