There once was a girl. (Mind me, she's still around, so forget the fail grammar)
At one point in her life she started to get depressed -- depressed that the local radio stations kept playing songs about sadness and heartbreak that is.
Then, one day, she watched as her friends performed this:
And her expression turned into one like this:
It was because she didn't know what to expect, this girl. Never in her life would she have thought she would actually enjoy this type of music.
You see, all this time she had been prejudiced.
Soon, she started catching herself absent-mindedly singing that hell of an awesome song.
After a few months she discovered macros:
Then, she fell in love with this:
This:
AND this face:
But mostly... ALL OF THIS!
And that was when she realised she was in trouble.
She found out she had started developing a new habit:
No matter how hard that girl tried, she just couldn't stop.
All the while thinking:
Which only made her family members look at her like this:
Oh yeah, and like this too:
But, guess what?
NOTE: Ahhh, the things I do when I'm bored.