I have been called goth entirely too many times for my comfort. I don't get it in either of our cases! I, at least, would have once been considered goth in Middle School (monotone color uniform + depressed prepubescent Emy= what else?), but half the times I've been called such, I've been wearing bright colors and smiling etc...? At least it's better than the time where we were playing the "label" game in Birkley's class and she called me a freak.
Take heart, young one: I get called a stoner more often than that kid that used to do the Dell commercials. Or asked for weed.
You aren't usually the bitter sort, and I can only suppose that you might be yet another victim of winter break cabin fever. I've gone basically eight solid days without leaving the house, and I'm fairly certain that my brain has turned into oatmeal. Here's to the coming semester.
It probably has something to do with the long hair.
Eight days without leaving the house is a bit...frightening. I do hope you were doing something productive like reading or sleeping. And by reading I mean comics. Because that's the kind of productive winter breaks are for these days.
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You aren't usually the bitter sort, and I can only suppose that you might be yet another victim of winter break cabin fever. I've gone basically eight solid days without leaving the house, and I'm fairly certain that my brain has turned into oatmeal. Here's to the coming semester.
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Eight days without leaving the house is a bit...frightening. I do hope you were doing something productive like reading or sleeping. And by reading I mean comics. Because that's the kind of productive winter breaks are for these days.
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