SOAP BOX: WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?
Can I please ask that stereotypes be thrown out the window?...Well, that's impossible, right? I wish it wasn't.
I just wanted to let you know...I'm not 9, or 13. I'm not blond. I'm not white. I hate pink. 100% of the walls in my room are not covered with BSB posters. I don't scream at their concerts--I bring earplugs, if you can believe it. I don't blow my money on merchandise. I don't have a favorite Boy. I'm not too fond of Britney (a.k.a the digitalized chipmunk) of NS or a lot of other "pop" artists. Yes i like Christina, but because she has a kick-ass voice. Guess what? I lioke Linkin Park, NIN, and John Mayer, too. Don't make me list everyone else out for you. I don't spend my life on the computer. I don't buy "teeny-bopper" magazines--I don't really enjoy the regular "teen" magazines, either. Hell, I'm not a teen anymore. I don't have loads of free time on my hands. I don't know much BSB trivia...I do not have any of Nick's lawn.
There's more I could list, but I think you get the gist. I'm not a stereotype, but far from one. So don't call me a teeny-bopper. I won't call you one.