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I would describe myself as punk. I have short spiked hair that is dyed red and growing out, with bleached bangs. My lip is pierced in the middle, and I usually wear a ball in it. Once in a while I wear a
spike. I dress in bondage pants, rolled up jeans, and skirts with
ripped up fishnets. My shirts usually publicize different bands and
record labels. I can be seen in my faithful blue ten-hole Docs, black
Chucks, or leopard print vans. I adorn myself with several spiked
My appearance causes people to react to me in so many different ways. There are a lot of people who will come up to me and comment on what I am wearing, my hair, or my pi
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once they notice me staring at them will usually get somewhat
embarrassed and look away. I have stuck my tongue
out at people who were being rude to me, which I know isn’t a
necessarily the best reaction but it’s merely how I felt at the time. I found this kind of response to be rather peculiar,
especially in a place like Georgetown, where there are plenty of people
who look similar to me. As for the bad looks I get, I tend to look up and simply smile. I have to realize that
I judge people too, and even if I don’t like it, I have to accept it as
part of human nature. This happened at least 3 times that particular day. For the others who don’t look away, if I am
feeling annoyed or just in the mood, I will try to give them some sort
of reaction, which I guess they are hoping for.
I suppose that it could be said, “if you don’t want the attention then
why do you choose to look that way?” My answer to this is that I don’t
really mind the attention, and I often find it very humorous to see
people’s reactions. Half of the time I do so just to be polite, and the other half quietly laughing at just how narrow-minded and judgmental people can be.
All in all I try to deal with things in a positive attitude. It does get old answering “does that hurt?” for the ten millionth time.
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