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Current Mood: explosive

I decided that it's not possible that all of my friends are insane unless it's simply me that causes them to act that way. Either that or the fragmentation of postmodernism has taken hold and we're all trying to subvert our own inner dialogues for fear that they're the voice of the majority.

For heaven's sake. Heavens sa-ke, the drink. It would be damn good right now.

Everyone in this computer lab hates me because I keep tapping my fingers to my ipod's beat and everyone else is trying to study. Soon I'll be playing one of the games that is on the computer to teach business students about supply and demand. here I come, lemonade stand.
and that's more than a dress.

So, I have kissed a surprising amount of my top 8 friends. Really. Maybe that's why they're still around.

I have to get off this computer. I can't stand electricity and flashing advertising banners.

Where are the fucking candles?

I really am going. to give up.

Currently Listening: "If It Weren't For Venetian Blinds"