Monday, February 07, 2005

People can't stop telling me how classy I am.

All I'm wearing today is this t-shirt and pants. Not even good pants, crappy boy-style skater-pants. But still, people I don't even know stop me between classes. "Shit," they say. "You look so classy." Or: "Your style is so classic." Or: "Thank you, that's what this school needs - someone with class."

So there you are. I'm really fucking classy. No one says otherwise, dozens confirm it. And if I can make this schlubby outfit look classy, imagine what I could do if I was trying. So yeah, I'm pretty godlike or whatever.