I'm a rebel

You wanna know why?

I catch busses with only a vague idea of where they're going.

I sometimes speak to randoms.

I go on websites I'm not supposed to at school.

I pirate movies.

I eat cereal with a fork.

I sing along to musicals even when I don't know the words.

I let blind people cut my hair.

I stalked a tennis player to her car (and then ran away giggling).

I sometimes play cricket without a box.

I've been to a skate park.

I sometimes listen to profane music.

I stand right next to the microwave sometimes.

Occasionally, depending on several factors, I speed up when I approach orange lights.

I take out my USB without pressing the safely remove button.

I listen to my iPod at a "hazardous" level.

When crossing the road, I look left, then right, BUT NOT left again.

I drink milk a day after the expiry date.

I watched MA15+ films before I was fifteen, WITHOUT adult supervision.

I occasionally question laws.

I've once said "Arrr me hearties".

I have long showers.

I've been late for something, ON PURPOSE.

I've wasted time writing blog posts about my rebellious exploits.

I sometimes write blog posts without adding labels.

But not in this case.