Sunday, September 25, 2011

Time Travel

So the year is 1985 and everything is popping. Including my gum, my hair can not get any bigger. Though I did contemplate putting my finger in a socket to amp it up a little and keep it fresh. For now I got my chuck taylors on with a rocking mini skirt and band tee. The only thing we hear on the radio these days are the likes of Michael Jackson, The bangles and Blondie. I mean hello I only listen to pop, i'm not one of those metal heads that I see in the hallways at school. Like most high school students every one ditches school to go do drugs and its the 80's when drugs were in full swing since the 60's. My one friend all she wears is these stupid high heels and spandex pants I mean hello, its school not dance class. Walking down the hallways people don't look like clones I mean everyone is someone whether your popular or not. You can be the quietest student and make the loudest statement of them all with your outfit. Its not  about being noticed its about being with the times. I mean if you came in normal clothes you would probably be seen as weird. I mean in my closet I have rocking mini skirts and parachute pants. It just depends on the day to make a scene and getting ready takes longer than an hour a day but I mean hey when your in Rome right?

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