too cheap to buy drugs

the feeling of being done with science is sublime. i love not having to drag home fucking like, 5 textbooks. especially Inquiry Into Life. god. words cannot describe just how flawed that text was. when they were revealed on that first day of classes, i was excited. they were shiny and new and untouched by the disgusting hands of past students. i couldn't wait to feel the crisp new pages and vandalize it in a tasteful manner. of course, these feelings were soon replaced by that of loathing. while aesthetically pleasing, this book was gramatically incorrect, fucking HEAVY (despite it's deceptively thin appearance) and dangerous: i got like 5 paper cuts every time i turned a page, which was often due to how poorly organized it was. i would have to go back and forth between like 7 chapters just to get the definition of dehydration synthesis or something equally pointless. it was like getting out of an abusive marriage the day i gave back my science texts.

satan lived in my locker for a week and a half.