Up on a Mountain, Beyond Electric Dreams.

Oh, how I hate kids who try to grow facial hair prematurely. I'm talking kids who have barely enough upper lip hair to constitute a mustache. I'm talking kids who look like they smell funny, just cause they don't keep up with their gross facial hair. Like, when you see kids who have facial hair in only one spot (i.e. the chin, the upper lip) growing that shit out, that's just nasty. It's not nasty that their bodies are maturing, but that they think that they have to prove it to everyone. Having a Mexican-style mustache is basically the same as saying "Yeah, my body is changing. Best not fuck with me."

The worst part of my reverse-fetish for mustaches is that practically everyone who wants to be hard has one. Even college students. I saw some guy in Yale with a scraggly, shitty looking goatee. Gross.

Another thing that annoys the shit out of me is how just about every kid with a blog thinks they are boss writers. About five-percent of these kids actually are. But, worse than that, these kids encourage each other's shitiness. This is an actual comment from a shitty-writer's Xanga:
Wow. All I have to say is wow. Not a simple wow but one that is just every thought and feeling put into one single, wow.

If you guys are really interested, you can check out the pile of shit in word form here. Prepare to be smothered in semicolons.