There were emos everywhere. And i mean everywhere. then there's me... wearing a black and red striped shirt. Oh god. at first I was disconcerted by this, thinking that I could possibly be pegged as one of 'them', but soon enough I remembered that I don't give a shit what people think, and I'm NOT an emo in any sense of the word, so it really didn't matter. That's right. I smile sometimes, I don't hate my parents and I don't cry in my room to crappy music.
But anyway, I went there to get a CD, and lo and behold, they were completely out of it. Of course. But I did manage to buy my mom a birthday present since it's only 3 days away, and I got myself an awesome new Dethklok shirt, so it wasnt all in vain, at least.
The fucking mall took out all their directories, though... so I never did find out if they had a T-shirt printing shop. Eh. Whatever.
On another note, my new job: I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT.
That is all.
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Don't be a dick, be a dude.
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Don't be a dick, be a dude.
then the mall was well worth it!
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Don't be a dick, be a dude.
Emos everywhere! Hahahahahahahahahahaha what a nightmare!!!!
and DON'T you dare say what I think you're going to say.
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