So the GreatWhiteShark didn't bark at me today for not wearing a shirt with the school logo, that's funny. Khal insisted that I'm on good terms with the fiercest librarian anyone can ever find(only just because she's not). And I only got to cover 3/4 of diversity.

I'm gonna kill myself for the next bite of anything from macs. I still have that nasal voice(and someone tries to make me feel better by saying it's sexy). Not.

And I'm in need of those bimbotic books(jeannette, please!). And my library's card invalid since I refuse to pay my overdued fines. So I hope that the nice book's still there when I could come round again. Why's that books make me happy?

thank you qeen (: