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Monday, November 15, 2004

You'd think that people would, given time, realize that the non-comformity movement was getting old. Maybe they'd start getting their sense of style back, maybe patch up a couple of holes in their body. Maybe stop trying to get other people to feel sorry for them or using eyeshadow obsessively to look like they dont get sleep.

But no, they just dont get it. It's gotten so bad that nowadays being noncomformist is basically conforming. Really smart.

I remember having a crush on this really hot white chick last year who had long blond hair and blue eyes. She could have had any guy she wanted, probably saved herself from depression or whatever else, but no. You know what she does? She cuts all her hair off and decides that she likes wearing sunglasses that I laugh at my grandma for wearing. Excuse my french, but what the fucking hell? I'll admit right now that I'm not the most suave guy on campus (at least not this year), but I do pride myself in a decent sense of style, and I guess I havnt heard it yet, but apparently ugliness is the newest fad. That'll be something I'm not gonna partake in.

Anyhow, nonconformity is cool with me because, since everybody else is nonconforming, my own conformity makes me feel real special. I feel like everybody is giving me a gift! Yay. thanks everyone!

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