I think I hate hipsters.
Shane and I were eating breakfast in the dining hall this morning and this group of freshmen hipsters was sitting next to us. He was stick thin and was wearing pants waaaaaay tighter than he needed to be. I'm really starting to fucking hate the whole hipster indy-pop scene here at Vassar. As much as punk/hip-hop/hippies may not stand for much now, at least they came out of a movement. The hipster style is just pure consumerism at its best (or worst)
On a better note, I got into a slapping match last night at a party and it was awesome. I managed to slap my friend Michael three times before he got me, but he got me good. I got Shane good too. Drunken slapping fights are more fun than I though they would be.
I might have a new hobby.
Shane just told me a really hilarious but gross bathroom story. Sometimes I hate that we tell each other everything. Irony gets ya, doesn't it?
On a better note, I got into a slapping match last night at a party and it was awesome. I managed to slap my friend Michael three times before he got me, but he got me good. I got Shane good too. Drunken slapping fights are more fun than I though they would be.
I might have a new hobby.
Shane just told me a really hilarious but gross bathroom story. Sometimes I hate that we tell each other everything. Irony gets ya, doesn't it?