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� fantasies jan 23 2001 - 5.25 pmi shouldn't be here. i should be at the university bookstore buying paper. because, you know, at a university, you can only buy paper at one place. the bookstore. i have a sociology lecture tonight (why did i start typing "l.e.s.b..."?? are my thoughts elsewhere perhaps??). i have a real problem with it, because i feel incredibly loner-ish in the class of 1,500. it seems like everyone knows at least ONE person. but i look at this one girl, waaaaay way across the lecture hall, so far away that her head is the size of a pea, and i see that *she* never talks to anyone, either. and it comforts me, and i feel like we have a special bond. and if only i could go and talk to her. i'm positive that we have similar interests and thoughts, especially when it comes to all the stupid people who know each other. ha ha ha, we'd laugh. we'd laugh at their silliness, and revel in our brilliance. i think someone has farted in this computer lab. unfortunately it has awakened me from my fantasy, and brought me back into harsh, stinky reality. and this is so weird. i'm giving people the evil-suspicious eye more often now. last time***next time |