Bad enough the kid is my ex-boyfriend, but add onto it that he is now a flaming hipster. The one kind of person I have zero tolerance for. Those douche bags that go to "so cool" "underground" music "shows". The douche bags that are "straight edge", don't like rap because it's "main stream", and don't wear normal clothes like the rest of us just to show off how hip they really are. You know who I'm talking about.
A few things that really PISS me off about hipsters... The term "straight edge" means you have never drank, smoked, done drugs, or had sex before marriage. If you have done any of these four things, you are not straight edge. Yet all of these douche bags seem to have forgotten that day they lost their virginity to their high school girlfriend, or gotten drunk, or tried that cig for the first time. ESPECIALLY my ex boyfriend. Prides himself in being straight edge. We weren't married when he tricked me into giving it up, not married at all. And I'm pretty sure he didn't say no because of his straight edgeness to getting drunk with me and all of that fun stuff. So hipsters, if you have done any of those four, stop calling yourself straight edge to try and seem so much better than everyone else, you aren't. You are far from, because you are fake. As much as you all like to believe you're so much better than everyone else, so much more mature, so holy, so pure, so clean, so DIFFERENT. Bitch you aren't. You go to sleep thinking about the same caddy high school bull shit everyone else does, and you make the same mistakes everyone else does. So get over it, and gtfo. I've had enough with all of this hipster crap, and it makes me especially sick because of my first hour this term.
My seating arrangement: so awesome. Right in front of me, two hipsters. Two hipsters that are perfect for each other. I can say this now, even though one is my exboyfriend who sent me to a physch ward over him and his bullshit evilness. That's a story I'll get into on it's own, one day. But for now, his hipsterness and hipster little kreetin. It's such a joy! I honestly love my life in that class. Startin' my day out right. Behind two people I would probably smack the shit out of if I had the option. (Just kidding, no violence) I would like to verbally slap them.. But that won't happen either. I'll be like a normal teenager and send my hate and insults via computer.. JUST LIKE HIPSTERS DO, ironic.
So anyways.. I'm in for a treat until graduation. Spending an hour every morning just starting at them, hating everything about them. So excited. And I actually feel bad, because this girl used to be my friend. Until she met him. Now they're just all hipster giddy together, which is totally fine. To each his own. As long as they're both happy. I just don't want that hipster shit in my face, you know? It's like people who are completely okay with gay marriage, and gay public displays of affection, as long as it's not shoved in front of their faces. If you wanna be a hipster, go for it. It's your choice, not mine. But keep the talk to yourselves when I'm around, or this kinda blog happens. Just a hate blog. That's all this will be.
An area for me to vent about how much I hate things, so that I don't voice it to their faces. Holla.
