I want to write a book about someone's life and mix it with mine, making all the mundane aspects of my own existence interesting through somebody else's story. Does that make sense? Is that insane? Also, is it really wrong to feel like your vote doesn't count? I mean god, really, a trillion billion thousand people will vote in the next presidential election... get back to me when my one single vote actually is worth shit. I get really annoyed when people look at me like I'm an idiot when I say that, because honestly I don't believe how anybody could think that their single vote actually counts? Maybe I am just a dumb ass. Who knows.
The A key on my keyboard broke today, so I am using a computer that I checked out from the library for the next few days to write papers and stuff. Oh yeah and to bitch about voting on my stupid blog, obviously. Also, I never knew that so many people celebrated Easter! Holy shit! The gym and library are totally desolate, it looks like a legitimate apocalypse occurred while I was sleeping. I kind of like it. Easter every day?
Also, babies should not eat dog food, and I don't think dogs should eat baby food.
I hate school right meow.
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