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| Name: Randall Age: 17 Location: Swansboro, NC Sex: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual (despite popular belief). Homo-erotic-tendencies: Only on the weekends. School: Swansboro High Grade: Senior |
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| Throughout most of my life I was the biggest loser in every school I ever went to, the one thing I would always wish was to be cool but it never happend and as the time passed it seemed that the torment was actually getting worse... I used to go to school wearing whatever the hell I could find in my closet and I usually looked like a bum so then I realized, mabey if I changed my appearence then I would be accepted so I started wearing Tommy Hilfger shit but still i was ridiculed but I just ignored it and started being quite and just keeping to myself and the torment stopped almost entirely... but I wasn't happy with myself, I mean don't get me wrong I had a girlfriend that I actually thought I was in love with (Lindsay) but then out of nowhere she dumped me so I sat aroung wollowing in my self pity, wishing I would die, so in an effort to make myself more depressed I attempted to listen to depressing music, I thought slipknot was depressing because of the content and the screams but once you listen to it enough you can actually understand what they are saying, and i guess that I liked the message being conveyed so I let that take over and I decided I didn't want to be the quite boring one that kept to hiself anymore, so I decided to go all out... After aquireing food coloring and hair gel I started spiking up my hair and Dyeing it exotic colors then after a while i adapted my own idividual style wearing Pajama bottoms underneath my shorts then that led to many other different things... thus the man I am today. This whole past year though was odd because after I got rid of that pesky sense of shame and stopped giving a fuck entirely people actual started treating me differntly and for some reason I didn't like it... I think it was just my immaturity of that time but I just figured the reason that the jocks and the preps were even giving me the time of day was because they were afraid that if they continued tourchuring me then I'd come up to the school one day and shoot them all up so I just figured "FUCK THEM... there only in it to save their own asses, after all that shit in the past they did to me I shouldn't give them the time of day" but in doing so I became a hipicrite because back then I was trying to follow the trend and become a "PUNK" but I, by not forgiving them, just stooped to there level which is against the "Rules of being a Punk" which I believe is some BS because the whole punk rock trend was started by musicians to escape into a new world where your not looked down upon for trying to be differnt and just playing music and having fun... not a trendy system in which you break the rules and slip up and call yourself a punk or some other BS then you're out... But I finally one night realized the Punk Trend was a "Trend against Trends" therfore hippicriticle of what its supposed to stand for so I ditched it I became friends with a lot of people who did some mean shit to me back in the past, but forgive and forget. So now I'm not as big of a loser as a used to be... but I'm happy say... I'm still a loser, but a sexy/ crazy/ liberal one, and I love it all. |
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