I am an individual. I am different. I'm not like anyone else. My ideas are different so they should be looked at as mysterious. You can't have my ideas, no matter what. You can't feel or believe what I believe simply because I thought of it first. I am an individual. I am pissed off at everyone and everything. You make me angry and I don't even fucking know you. I like Rainbow Bright and Alf because I bought the shirts at Hot Topic and I expect no one else will buy them. I don't know the name of the planet Alf was from and I'm not still worried to this day about what the ending to the last episode of "Alf" would have been since it was cancelled. But I own the T-shirt. I have an Atari T-shirt even though I'm fifteen years old and the Nintendo NES is older than me and I think Pong was on the Atari, and I know that's an old game and old and "retro" things are hip now, so I bought the T-Shirt. But I'm an individual.x-individuality-x.
I have cool catch phrases that make me seem dark and intelligent and insightful, but it's really only a string of gobbledy-gook. People think I'm so cool. People think I'm an individual.
...the rain seems louder at midnight....
I am such an individual that I feel that since no one e-mails and forwards those really long "surveys" anymore, that I will post them on my live journal and not use the fucking live journal cut option so that my friends won't have to scroll for 10 minutes just to read a post that they missed. And all of my survey answers will be witty and will make fun of the survey. I will use phrases like "WHO MAKES THESE THINGS@!@!@!11111" because I am the first one to do that. I'm not like you.
I am a rebel. I disobey my parents while everyone else does what they're told. I stay out past curfew and not just the one my parents set for me - the one set by the law. I am an individual. I've smoked a cigarette. I've had alcohol. And I'll be sure to tell you how piss drunk I was at the mother fucking Boot with the other 13-year olds and how I got in "so much shit" for coming home drunk when really my parents dropped me off and picked me up from Tremors in Metairie and I had too much red-drink.
[i'm not you]
In addition to my 36 surveys, I also feel the need to post the results to the 119 online quizes I took last night at 3am. Yeah, that's right. I was awake at 3am. These quiz results will feature
Some stupid ass comment that supposedly sums up my personality
Followed by a hyperlink to a site with 96 pop-up ads!
But keep in mind, you need to know what sexual position I am, or body piercing, color, what gay man I'm most like, what character from Purple Rain I'm most like, or what per cent slutty I am.
individual=me
Yes. this was one of those kind of posts. yes. this is about you. fucking stop. you are everyone.
and yes, I am an individual. as every bit an individual and different as you are. :)