I want to be hip and cool.

I want colored streaks in my hair and a flippiant attitude towards life.

I want to drop out of school and work retail, but create art in my spare time. All i create now are bullshit papers reflecting what people many years my senior want me to think about things that happened hundreds of years ago.

I want to be new and fresh and exciting.

I'm dull.

Joel: [on tape recording] And the whole thing with the hair - it's all bullshit.
Joel: I really like your hair.
Clementine: Thank you.