...complimented me? There's no way to explain it:

From Facebook:
Joe Ruane: Daw Grape. Say it 10 times fast.

Leeann Kinzler
haha, dog rape.

Mike Molnar
I LOVE PUPPIES

Amanda Allison
Hmm, it wasn't THE GAME this time :)

Joe Ruane
Thug Aim.

Mike Molnar
Joe, who is that girl in your profile picture, and is she seeing anybody, and does she live anywhere near PA.

Joe Ruane
That's me.

I'm being complimented everywhere today.

First, in my theater class, we had to write poems, and read them in front of the whole class.

When I did mine, I got the normal applause, but at the end of class, my Theater teacher told me to stay after, and he asked me,
"Do you write a lot? You should definitely consider writing" and a lot of other things that made my self esteem go through the roof.

That was more or less the first poem I wrote.

I'd post the poem, but it sucks. It really does, it's how I presented it that made it somewhat...presentable.

Then, after my French class, some girl goes up to me, and says, "Is your name Joe?" with a really nervous and shaky voice, "because I've been meaning to talk to you in the hallway, but I didn't want to call you 'Femme Fatale' (My name in French class...it means dangerous woman.)"
I was somewhat flattered that somebody wanted to talk to me.

Now I get called feminine by somebody from a band I like (Metroid Metal.)

That's awesome!

Also This

So I just went to a High School Football game.

I was hilariously hyper. I faked seizures, I was pretending to be a power ranger, riding a horse, traveling to Mordor. I made a total ass of myself...on purpose.

I have a hilariously fun mood disorder, similar to bipolar, just less severe, and more fast-paced.

I'm pretty sure I'm a social masochist. I love it.

What's funny, is after I got home, I pretty much cried for five minutes.

That wasn't on purpose, but it was funny nonetheless, just switching from manic to depressed with no transition...just kind of funny.