Notes to Self XXVI

If you have been reading The Diary since last year (2025), you’re aware of my gratitude for the many recent glimpses of hope. Honestly, one of those glimpses that made me keep going is feeling something special for someone. I swear: I haven’t felt like this in years.

And today, the eve of St. Valentine’s Day, in celebration of all forms of love a day early, I would like to quote a few lines from one of my favorite love songs. I’m filing this under the Notes to Self category instead of the Song of the Moment category because these lines are not only etched in my heart but also in my mind.

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Song of the Moment CIX: My Chemical Romance’s “Teenagers”

Today, I randomly remembered an old conversation with Mr. Saints, a high school classmate I never talked to during that phase. In 2016, when he learned from my Facebook posts that my favorite band is the legendary alternative/hard rock band Foo Fighters, he sent a message, then we switched on our fanboy modes, and we talked about our favorite songs and albums.

During the conversation, he said this:

Mr. Saints: I wish we could’ve been friends during high school because I only knew a few people who listened to Foo Fighters while everyone else was into emo.

And then I frankly told them this:

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Notes to Self XXV

Last night, I was in a reflective mood while I was scrolling through my drafts. Then I found something worth filing under the Notes to Self category. It was a quote I would always bring up on my social media accounts and one of my old main blogs (which preceded The Diary), but I never really explained it personally. Since I’m still in a reflective mood tonight, I figured I should bring it up one more time and finally expound on it.

The quote? It’s a line CM Punk (who was slowly growing out of The Nexus and had entered his Best in the World era) said to Mr. McMahon during a contract negotiation on an episode of WWE Raw in 2011.

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