Thinking, Thinking, and A Little Bit More Thinking!

Good lord. This weekend has been hectic. So much has happened... I think Ill start with Thursday though. So on Thursday, my friend Tiffany and my other friend Crista were ahead of me; we were all walking to first period together. Well I ran to catch up to them and Tiffany was like "Wow! That's the first time I've ever seen you run!" [that being said as a fat joke.] Obviously, that irritated me but I ignored it, and by the end of first period I had gotten over it. Well, later that day at lunch, I was trying to tell my friend Dave about this special Ed kid who ran up to me one day and held my hand. Well Tiffany comes over and is like "Oh! You're talking about yourself again?!" And I got pissed off and walked away. Well, on Friday... Hmm, lets just say Friday was not a good day for me. I was running late to school, to start with. On top of that, I grabbed my phone and out of habit, I checked to see if I had messages. I had a couple of messages that were sent at 11:36PM on Thursday night from my best friend in Canada saying he was deleting kik, and if I wanted his number, I'd have to ask within the next hour. Well I started freaking out and I was like "noooooo!" So I began stressing over that. I got to school and saw Crista, Tiffany and another girl, and Tiffany was telling the other girl how she called me special Ed the day before. I gave her the dirtiest look I possibly could. She was all like, "I am getting the evil eye..." I was like, "Yeah, I'm getting fucking tired of the things that come out of your fucking mouth Tiffany. TWICE, twice yesterday you said some pretty hurtful things, and I'm getting tired of it." Her reply? "I like your necklace!" My reply? "Fuck you." And I stormed off. I got into a building at our school and her best friend / sister was like "Sam are you okay?" I said "No, I'm fucking pissed off at your sister." She asked why and I told her what she said yesterday about me running for the first time. Her sister was like getting up in Tiffany's face and scolding her, and ugh. Long story short, I went home for lunch because I didn't want to be around her. Then school got out and my mom wasnt there to pick me up so I was freaking out, and apparently my grandpa had arrived early from Montana. Not a whole lot happened for the rest of the night. Today though... Everything was fine until my mom starting talking about how my dad won't go to Oregon with us... And that started a huge talking session, and here's where the title I picked comes from. Some advice to those who have problems, like mental problems, [and this is coming from things my grandpa told my mother and i] you have to find yourself, before you can help anyone else. And some advice from me? Take my grandpa's advice.