Being me for me.or am I?
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Mom and dad, how'd ya get so rad, when exactly did you get so hip
Wearing teenage clothes you're always coming to my shows
And telling me that I should mellow out It's absurd, you're singing every word.
You're not supposed to like my bands, things I like you don't understand
So please put down that rum and coke, that's no behavior for old folks Dad and mom, what planet are you from
And what convinced you to pack up and leave
Doin drugs and asking me for hugs, what's the matter with parents today Not again, when will it end
Dads dressing like Motley Crue and why is moms hair dyed bright blue
There staying out till 2 or 3 and then having sex publicly
I thought the apple fell far from the tree Mom and dad I think you ought, to quit smoking so much pot
And hanging with my friends
Laying round on the couch, with my Misfits records out
Softly banging their heads Maybe it's just a passing phase
What's the matter with my parents these days -NoFX
Hermione woke up to the sunshine creeping into her bedroom through her window. She yawned and stretched still tired from the long tiresome sleep that lay behind her. She turned her desk light on and closed her eyes so the light would not blind her. And when she adapted to it, Hermione got up and headed towards her bathroom to shower. She turned the knob to warm, stripped out of her clothes, and jumped into the shower, the steam filling her lungs. It was 20 minutes later when she stepped out and looked into the mirror and smiled at her new appearance. Over the summer she had picked up a spin magazine by accident and read through it growing on to the "rocker, gothic" ways. And even weirder something over the school year happened that was totally unexpected. Her parents, her old boring parents, her old boring dentist parents are now druggie parents, her new pot smoking, sex addicting parents. So, when Hermione asked for a permission slip to get a tattoo, there was no hesitation, and same when she asked for a body piercing.
She looked into the mirror, again complimenting on her now sleek, black hair with red tips and her tattoo found on her lower hip that was a dragon breathing out fire. She stuck out her tongue and stared at her new tongue ring. Yes, she had changed mentally and physically, the only question was would Hogwarts be ready for the change in the most loved and admired student? She smiled at the thought of Harry and Ron's faces as she entered their compartment. It was 10:30 and Hermione had to hurry up so she dressed in baggy black shorts, her black converses, a white tank top that read 'Independent', and a black leather trench coat that hung down above her knees. And before heading down stairs she grabbed her trunk and guitar.
She ran down the stairs to find her parents making out with a bunch of empty beer bottles around them. Hermione rolled her eyes and grabbed her car keys. "Hey, PARENTS, I'm off!" She didn't wait for a reply because she knew they were too busy. (*(wink*wink)*)
It was a warm day out when Hermione hopped into her green and tan, soft-top Jeep Wrangler. When she was settled she popped in a tape that had NoFX written on the top. The stereo started blaring out the music as the Jeep rode down the empty neighborhood street. ("Hello, Welcome to our Cassette
Have you started feeling some regret
I guess you can't afford a CD.")
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Mom and dad, how'd ya get so rad, when exactly did you get so hip
Wearing teenage clothes you're always coming to my shows
And telling me that I should mellow out It's absurd, you're singing every word.
You're not supposed to like my bands, things I like you don't understand
So please put down that rum and coke, that's no behavior for old folks Dad and mom, what planet are you from
And what convinced you to pack up and leave
Doin drugs and asking me for hugs, what's the matter with parents today Not again, when will it end
Dads dressing like Motley Crue and why is moms hair dyed bright blue
There staying out till 2 or 3 and then having sex publicly
I thought the apple fell far from the tree Mom and dad I think you ought, to quit smoking so much pot
And hanging with my friends
Laying round on the couch, with my Misfits records out
Softly banging their heads Maybe it's just a passing phase
What's the matter with my parents these days -NoFX
Hermione woke up to the sunshine creeping into her bedroom through her window. She yawned and stretched still tired from the long tiresome sleep that lay behind her. She turned her desk light on and closed her eyes so the light would not blind her. And when she adapted to it, Hermione got up and headed towards her bathroom to shower. She turned the knob to warm, stripped out of her clothes, and jumped into the shower, the steam filling her lungs. It was 20 minutes later when she stepped out and looked into the mirror and smiled at her new appearance. Over the summer she had picked up a spin magazine by accident and read through it growing on to the "rocker, gothic" ways. And even weirder something over the school year happened that was totally unexpected. Her parents, her old boring parents, her old boring dentist parents are now druggie parents, her new pot smoking, sex addicting parents. So, when Hermione asked for a permission slip to get a tattoo, there was no hesitation, and same when she asked for a body piercing.
She looked into the mirror, again complimenting on her now sleek, black hair with red tips and her tattoo found on her lower hip that was a dragon breathing out fire. She stuck out her tongue and stared at her new tongue ring. Yes, she had changed mentally and physically, the only question was would Hogwarts be ready for the change in the most loved and admired student? She smiled at the thought of Harry and Ron's faces as she entered their compartment. It was 10:30 and Hermione had to hurry up so she dressed in baggy black shorts, her black converses, a white tank top that read 'Independent', and a black leather trench coat that hung down above her knees. And before heading down stairs she grabbed her trunk and guitar.
She ran down the stairs to find her parents making out with a bunch of empty beer bottles around them. Hermione rolled her eyes and grabbed her car keys. "Hey, PARENTS, I'm off!" She didn't wait for a reply because she knew they were too busy. (*(wink*wink)*)
It was a warm day out when Hermione hopped into her green and tan, soft-top Jeep Wrangler. When she was settled she popped in a tape that had NoFX written on the top. The stereo started blaring out the music as the Jeep rode down the empty neighborhood street. ("Hello, Welcome to our Cassette
Have you started feeling some regret
I guess you can't afford a CD.")
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