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it's actually possible to have a 30-min conversation about my music taste _sucking_, without me even participating in the thing! WHO KNEW? amazing! everyone i know are so persistent, i almost have to admire them.
no, really. i mean, you have to be pretty intense about it if you're gonna flip me the finger for 45 MINUTES STRAIGHT during math? _that's_ devotion, kids. it's almost as admirable as going "yeah, but their music just SUCKS, and they're all retarded anyway, and dude, have you heard the music, because it really does suck!, and idk, they're ugly too, and i just hate them, you know, because it's just really bad!" when I, during the first 30 _seconds_, concluded "whatever, you're talking about one of my favourite bands, but i don't care, im allright with you not liking them as long as you're allright with me actually LIKING them! so plz stop mocking/stfu and let me finish this card game?". i mean, you really have to think i'm a first-class failure to devote that much of your time and energy/muscles in your right hand just to tell me i fail. cheers, guys, you're amazing. <3


...i hope you all caught up on the extremely pissed-off sarcasm in that. if you didn't, then you're either oblivious or really fucking stoned.

also. apparently i am boring, and rambling, and totally predictable. i don't get why im needed if you already knew what i was going to say anyway.

the only good thing about this day has been Patrick Stump, the kid in the bus looking exactly like Richard Hammond, and finishing school one hour earlier. ftmfw, yeah. fuck this shit im going to bed. \o/