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07/28/09(Tue)00:20 No.1998262High school, sophomore year.
Most
of the friends I had made in my freshman year moved during the summer,
by the time school started, I literally knew like one or two people.
Plus, I was the only one who was into anime, manga, and that kind of
stuff. So obviously, I sort of became that guy who would be drawn back
from everybody else 'cause he didn't know anyone. That's when I had the
displeasure of meeting the biggest faggot at school. Overweight,
working on a neckbeard, long hair dyed black, you know, the works. He
was pretty tall, so it would kinda even out. Oh, and there was another
thing, he would wear a narutard headband EVERY. SINGLE. FUCKING. DAY.
Regretfully, we became friends. To this day, I'm glad I never picked up any of his likings or habits.
But
anyway, I went over to his house a few times. Seems like the faggot
"practiced" with the bokken (or however the fuck you spell it) with his
retard friends every single day. On top of that, he seemed to eat ramen
for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Keep in mind he did everything with
that stupid headband on.
The height of all that faggotry
happened during junior year, when other weeaboos started an anime club.
I attended a bit more than my fair share of times because I was an
idiot and thought I could have intelligent discussions with other
people and maybe discover cool new anime and manga along the way, but I
honestly don't know why I kept going or even put up with every annoying
little japanophile who would drool over Naruto and Deathnote and
wouldn't shut the fuck up. Ever.
I stopped going to anime club
in the middle of that year, cut all my ties with that huge weeaboo, did
not become one of them, and kept my sanity.
In the end, I made
new, better friends, and graduated high school. Last time I heard about
that huge retard, he was repeating his senior year. Again. Also, he's
now into Twilight. |