A long time ago, someone once said that you are either a conformist or a nonconformist. And he/she/he-she/it left it at that. If that person was still around, I’d throw that guy off a cliff.
Allow me to explain to you. It’s not like you really have a choice but to listen, is it? Well, it is. If you did listen, you’d probably be a conformist, as you probably stumbled upon this while looking for an angry rant from a sociopathic nonconformist, as those types of blogs are pretty popular today. Well, you’ve come to the wrong place, as I am not a nonconformist. Then again, I’m also not a conformist.
You see, in a way, I sort of am a nonconformist; I’m really not into a lot of things that the general public sees as popular. And I just recently discovered my nonconformist…ness. So I guess I’m more of a neononconformist, so to speak. Of course, there are still a lot of mainstream that things I’m into, even though I’m still more towards my nonconformist side. So you could sort of call me a pseudoneononconformist.
One more thing about me is that I kind of ave a bit of a social disorder. It’s not like I have a mental disorder (for all I know) or anything, but I tend to try to separate myself from those around me more than I try to be with them. So I’m a tad sociopathic. Of course, a lot of time I really need to demand attention from people, because, frankly, no one seems to listen when I speak most of the time. So I’m on the edge of antiosociopathic…ism.
So there you have it: I’m an antisociopathicpseudoneononconformist, and I’m proud to say that. That is, as soon as I figure out how to say it ten times fast.
