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Because it hurts me...
The most difficult part of starting a new semester is buying books. Everyone can seriously vouch for that. It’s even more difficult for second semester because it’s right after Christmas, meaning most of the students – approximately 98.99% - are broke. Unfortunately, I’m not part of the lucky 1.01% who’s not broke. That’s just my luck.
The second troubling part about starting a new semester is opening the freshly bought books. It’s quite painful to hear the book creaks, really painful. So painful that it became a hindrance to studying. I bought this Management book last week, paid 140 bucks for it, and I haven’t opened it since. Honestly, I didn’t pay 140 dollars to hear it creak. It breaks my heart. But I know that I’m going to have to ‘devirginize’ that book soon, and then rape it with highlighters. Textbooks are my prostitutes; I paid lots of money to hurt it.
Oh, and for the record, I like raping my books…with highlighters and Post-its.
The end.
The second troubling part about starting a new semester is opening the freshly bought books. It’s quite painful to hear the book creaks, really painful. So painful that it became a hindrance to studying. I bought this Management book last week, paid 140 bucks for it, and I haven’t opened it since. Honestly, I didn’t pay 140 dollars to hear it creak. It breaks my heart. But I know that I’m going to have to ‘devirginize’ that book soon, and then rape it with highlighters. Textbooks are my prostitutes; I paid lots of money to hurt it.
Oh, and for the record, I like raping my books…with highlighters and Post-its.
The end.
15 January, 2006 | Dee said something at 10:30 PM