"Hahaha, look at that mothfuckin' dog! The fuck you doin' wearin' a top hat, you'sa motherfuckin dog!" Oh the joys of public school computer usage now with the high tech marvel of the internet. A bunch of aquintences of his gathered around a single computer next to him, trying to show each other video clips of 'Hella Cool Shit' which quickly degraded into videos of people falling over and animals in stupid costumes. He sighed as his diginity endured the hardships of being associated with 'Those Loud Urban Kids', even though his own endevors wasn't any more noble. He snuck on to watch an amatuer youtube singer covering popular songs on youtube, soley based on the fact that she went to the school last year, him having a huge unrequited 'Raging Boner' for her, and her videos were the only way from him to see her again.
Luckily he brought himself a pair of headphones so he could have drowned out at least half of the excited shouting from them. A.X. was so deep in his enamoring of his videos, he didn't even to seem notice when his group of friends got bored of looking at internet vidoe and decide to 'Holla at Bitches' before class started. He sat there in his own little world, not even noticing that everyone was gone, most of the other students driven away by his friends' obnoxious lack of volume control. Unbenounce to him, he was almost quiet literally in his own little world right now, a lonely pilgrim on the planet Empty-Ass-Libraria.