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i am an indie snob!
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You're just too cool for school, aren't you? You're pretty narrow minded and opinionated with regards to music (and probably most other things as well). But you're allowed to be, because you really are better than everyone else. You take pride in obscurity. You probably prefer vinyl too, you elitist bitch.
*Smirks*
Anyway, I finally got my extension on my license. I can now drive until midnight. I drove myself to and from dance, tonight, because my mom was sick.
The wind keeps picking up, and the moon keeps disappearing. It's depressing.
My bedroom has a tree right by it. Fuckers next door won't cut them down.
...Fuckers.
Um.. School is slacker-ish. I have become more of a slacker, because this school is slackerish. I have a day in between classes to do my homework, and my US History teacher is the king of slackers, himself.
HE'S MAKING US TAKE AN OPEN BOOK TEST, AND WE'RE MAKING THE FUCKING TEST UP.
Yeah.. blahblahblah.
I miss people.
I love boy.
I'm going to wallow in my sorrow, now.
Oh yeah, and I killed my hip in dance, tonight. That is all.
How indie are you? test by ridethefader
You're just too cool for school, aren't you? You're pretty narrow minded and opinionated with regards to music (and probably most other things as well). But you're allowed to be, because you really are better than everyone else. You take pride in obscurity. You probably prefer vinyl too, you elitist bitch.
*Smirks*
Anyway, I finally got my extension on my license. I can now drive until midnight. I drove myself to and from dance, tonight, because my mom was sick.
The wind keeps picking up, and the moon keeps disappearing. It's depressing.
My bedroom has a tree right by it. Fuckers next door won't cut them down.
...Fuckers.
Um.. School is slacker-ish. I have become more of a slacker, because this school is slackerish. I have a day in between classes to do my homework, and my US History teacher is the king of slackers, himself.
HE'S MAKING US TAKE AN OPEN BOOK TEST, AND WE'RE MAKING THE FUCKING TEST UP.
Yeah.. blahblahblah.
I miss people.
I love boy.
I'm going to wallow in my sorrow, now.
Oh yeah, and I killed my hip in dance, tonight. That is all.