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| Do you know you are gothic? |
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 Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 5:08 pm
...When you're learning to drive by driving around a graveyard, but you nearly crash several times because you're focusing more on the pretty moselums and tombstones than on where the car is going.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 5:12 pm
Nockz When a bunch of 8 year old tourists see you in a black trench coat, run over to you and shout "Hey look it's a real goth!!!". True story. I had somthing similar happen once. A group of elementary school students were at my school to see a show put on by my schools international club. They were lining up to go into the auditorium as I was dashing off to class. As I pass by them I hear one of them shout "Oh my god! Look! It's a real goth!". I smiled at them and let out a little giggle. That comment just made my day. rofl Little kids are great.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 7:01 am
DreamerSpirit Nockz When a bunch of 8 year old tourists see you in a black trench coat, run over to you and shout "Hey look it's a real goth!!!". True story. I had somthing similar happen once. A group of elementary school students were at my school to see a show put on by my schools international club. They were lining up to go into the auditorium as I was dashing off to class. As I pass by them I hear one of them shout "Oh my god! Look! It's a real goth!". I smiled at them and let out a little giggle. That comment just made my day. rofl Little kids are great. Well I should have mentioned there were many VERY annoying. One pretended to scream and they were soooo childish lol. But ah sure. thats life.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 3:39 pm
...You know you're gothy when you show up for a funeral and are overdressed for the occassion.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 4:42 pm
u know you gothic when you have already started puting on sunscreen
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 5:06 pm
You know you're gothy when you have met Veronica
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 5:44 pm
When you start biting your friend, who consequentially develops a habit of biting people.
Mwahahaha. I love you Angie... mah little vampire sisseh.
(no really, that actually happened)
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 6:03 pm
. . . When your father finds you asleep with your sunglasses on because he toke off the shutters from your window because you wear to black clothing and decided to scare the teacher by wearing vampire fangs for a week, while in the background you here your mother laughing because she's the one that bought you the sunglasses yesterday for just that ocassion (Happened this morning, my father was really mad)
. . . When you have system of getting in and out of your house in the middle of the night just to go to the cemetery and sit on a gravestone and read old English horror stories
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 6:43 pm
*Hugs Hellebore* Hi Sandman
... you rub your fingernails together so quickly that people think you are trying to make spiderwebs come out of your finge-tips (don't ask)
...you have watched every After Dark Horrorfest movie and grin because the "most graphic" scary movies of the year don't scare you (I was actually laughing half the time) Watch the movies! They are kickass!
... at the movie, you buy two tickets when you go by yourself and when people ask if the seat next to you is taken you tell them that your dead grandmother is already sitting there
... during slasher movies, during the gorest part, while everyone else either screams or is trying not to gag, you're laughing your head off
... you laugh at the word massacre (I did during history call one day and I was sent to the guidance counselor)
... you question the preist during church asking how he knows god is real or has he ever killed anyone in the name of god
... read vampire books while in a christian school (Did that, I got in trouble)
... in science class, your teacher is talking about burning flesh and you say *rather loudly* that your hungry (I was called vampire for awhile after that)
... you sing the song Dead Puppies by Ogden Edsel during lunch
Dead puppies, dead puppies,
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
They don't come, when you call,
They don't chase squirrels at all --
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
My puppy died late last fall,
He's still rotting in the hall --
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
No, no, no ...
Mom says puppy's days are through,
She's going to throw him in the stew --
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
Dead puppies, dead puppies,
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
Dead puppies, dead puppies,
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
Dead puppies, dead puppies,
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
OR
The song, I'm Looking Over My Dead Dog Rover
I'm looking over my dead dog, Rover,
Who I hit with the power mower.
One leg is missing, the other is gone,
A third leg is scattered all over the lawn.
No need explaining the one remaining
Is spinning on the car port floor...
I'm looking over my dead dog, Rover,
Who I over-looked before!
I'm looking over my dead dog, Rover,
Who I hit with the power mower.
My dog's not eating, he no longer barks;
He hit the propeller and turned into sparks.
No need explaining, there's no dog remaining;
He's a part of the lawn you see...
I'm looking over my dead dog, Rover,
Who I sent to Eternity!
Oh, what great songs
^_^
... because of you, the guidance counselor resigned
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 8:49 pm
I love the lyrics to the dead puppy song! ^_^
Anyways... you know you're gothty when...
...On 'blast from the past' day during your schools spirit week, you don't even need to dress up and you look like you're from the late 1800's or the medieval era.
...You manage to fit a cloak, made from 22+ yards of fabric, into a 1'x5' locker, and still have space for your books as well as the other junk you keep in your locker.
...When somone tells you that you look paler than usual, you take it as a compliment.
...Teachers, especially English teachers, love you, because you sit by yourself, stay relatively quiet, and read through most of the class. Not to mention, you've already read 90% of the things which your English literature class covers.
...You're afraid of malls.
...When you go to the mall (because you need to pick up some more socks and panties), and everyone there looks at you in a strange way...
...Your undergarments consist of panties, a chemise, a corset, thigh-his, a garter belt, and three pettiecoats, and are topped off with a velvet gown and a steel-boned crincher.
...When the people at thrift shop and health food stores love you to bits. (It's wierd, the people who run most of the thrift shops in my city adore me, and a lot of the people I bump into at the local health food market think I'm really cool, and love the way I dress.)
...You've made friends with the owner of the local vintage book store.
...You've been called either Abby or Mortisha before.
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