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Tuesday, November 30, 2004
"Library" Is Synonymous With "Hell's Toilet"I fucking hate the library! It's horrible in there. When I'm studying there, I feel like time itself has halted to a screeching stop, and my life is a meaningless vessel for cow dung. Better yet, salty dolphin dung. There really isn't anything to do there, except study - I guess that's why it's awful. If you go to the library, you're going to get work done. You can't help it. There's just something about it that makes you desperately need to complete your homework. You see tons of your fellow college mates there, delligently working, so it's peer pressure I guess. (Everything can be rooted back to peer pressure.) So you're there with other student, but you usually don't know any of them. You're a stranger among strangers. There's somethign frighteningly uncomfortable to just be "some guy" or "some girl" working in the library. In the library, you have no identity. You're a nobody. All of your greatest fears of being alone and miserable come true in Hell's Toilet (I'll refer to the library as that from now on). In Hell's Toilet, nothing is sacred. Because nothing is anything. Nothing is everywhere and everything. You look around, you see lots of things, but it's all shit to you. There's no meaning. Fuck the dewie (probably spelled wrong) decimal system, because who really checks out any of those cunting books anyway? No one. You look around, and you see lots people but they're all shit to you. You never know anybody. Okay, every once in a while you'll see someone, but rarely. In Hell's Toilet, everyone is no one, and everything is nothing. It's pretty demented right? It's absolutely frightening to have to be in Hell's Toilet for hours at a time, so what do you do? You do homework. You do lots of homework.That's the real reason why most folks go to the library to get work done. Nothing is everywhere there, so you've gotta do something. I fucking hate Hell's Toilet. There's nothing but a lot of shit in there. It's funny how you're most productive when you're floating on one of those turds in that hellish toilet, stranded and all alone. I'm surprised there aren't more library shootings in the world. The library is just as sadistic as the post office. Just as sadistic as rooms with tons of cubicles in it. As sadistic as being in middle school and having a bully push you onto the floor weekly because you're trying to learn. I truly hate going to the library because repressed memories start making unwanted cameos within my thoughts, but I need to take a shit in Hell's Toilet in order to keep making passing grades. Sigh. And for the hundredth time, NO I'M NOT HIGH! ¶8:24 PM e-mail me (3) comments (3) comments
Hey Keddaris! Either you were just rambling away on your puter or just writing stuff to be writing it (same thing either way). I know what you mean though. I went to the library the other day and everyone's noses' were deep down into the pages of their books (pretty disgusting sight actually). I left shortly afterwards.
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Can't say I agree with you about everything in your post but I will say this, some bastard decided to share his cold with me in the computer lab and now I have to run to the bathroom every five minutes to blow out an ungodly amount of snot, not to mention the coughing that sounds remarkably like a cariboo in heat. One must ask how I know I got it in the computer lab? This is the only place where my comfortable bubble of personal space is invaded over and over and over. Everyone is hacking, some are kind enough to cover there mouth, however still procede to touch the keyboard and mouse with there germ infested hands. I would love to find who ever got me sick on the weekend that I have to write a 12 pg term paper, and study for two finals, and beat the living shit out of them, guy or girl. It never fails, I only get sick twice a year, exam time for semester 1, and exam time for semester 2. Also, I am having to spend money that could have gone on pizza, on medicine. I too have affectionately given the library a new name, the incubation chamber of...uh..hell! I now know what I am going to ask Santa for, one of those nifty protective suits that you see in those virus movies. Little known fact: There are far more germs on the knob of a door than on a toilet seat.
by Yea, I get that feeling of unfamiliariaty (spelling?) in the library too. Especially since most of my friends dont go to college, so when I am in the library, I'm always thinking about what they might / are doing, and that makes things feel all the more distant.
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