• the library i am in has virtually no books of fiction. no, anthony burgess no hunter s. thompson no laurie halse anderson no francesca lia block no chuck palahniuk gaaaahh!!!!!!!!!!! its fucking terrible. damn library has no taste. BUT. it at least isn't filled with religious books. (Thank God, for separation of church and state.) I've been having the deepest craving recently to re-read "A clockwork orange" ever since i saw that video "i write sins, not tragedies" by Panic! at the disco... I think it was the hats in that. I've been posting random graffitti on these signs everywhere that say things like "make someones day! Smile away!" or "Make a friend". My hell, why do you have to post things like that. it makes me want to puke, especially since they've all been printed on pink paper. --- theres a lot of loud noise outside, i suppose the assembly is over. ("Rockin' new year" assembly, despite its almost feb... retards) back to psychology class, with a psychotic teacher. go to my blog if you want to read my big bashing on my mom's boyfriend Mike, the basement dude that i so dearly hate with raving vengence. or go to grouphug.us the most addicting site i have ever been on. I hope you have a lovely day, my stranger.

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