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Astaroth
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myOtaku.com: Astaroth of Hades
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Tuesday, July 13, 2004
Day One.
I can't tell if today totally sucked or what...it's such a stupid thing for me to complain about, seeing as how it's a little while away now, but I shudder at the memories of school. Yeah, I did fine, but that's only because I didn't want to repeat that horrible year again. Yes, I have failed a grade before, but that was when I was stupid. I was such a brat and a conformist then. That was back when Pokemon was cool. I'd never played it before, but I wanted to be someones friend, so I keep telling him, "I caught a Pikachu" when in fact I did not own a pokemon game, nor did I know any other pokemon but Pikachu. That's just one example of the conformist I used to be. Is that even the right term? Or would liar be better? Imposter? But not poser. Labels are just so wrong. I sometimes watch "The N" for the music videos in between shows, and this Punk Rock Aerobics commercial comes on. I feel like throwing my remote at the TV, because it's so stupid. You see, if you call yourself a punk, you are in a group. Groups are just a bunch of people who have things in common. And punks are supposed to be individual...unique...unlike everyone else. And being in that group makes you like everyone in that group. Stop hating "preps," you fools. Peace. Gosh, that sounds so radical coming from someone like me. I guess you think I'm rambling, but again, that's me. I don't put much into my life. I all ready said I don't have one. I spend most of my time in my room, playing video games or writing, or something that won't really get me anywhere now. About failing, I don't want to talk about it. I was only ten. It's amazing how much I changed in five years.
Heh. Well, this wraps it up for now. I'll be back later.
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