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Smashing Pumpkins
Perfect

I know we’re just like old friends
We just can’t pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can’t help but feel that something has been lost

But please you know you’re just like me
Next time I promise we’ll be
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind

So far I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was...

Angel, you know it’s not the end
We’ll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on

So please, you always were so free
You’ll see, I promise we’ll be
Perfect
Perfect strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers while we meet

Perfect
You know this has to be
We always we’re so free
We promised that we’d be
Perfect
Today is...


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weblog subject, your mother
255th day of 2005
yeah, thats right hoe. this weblog is about your mom. ... alrighty. anyway, soooo yah. what to say. here i am at UTA library like usual... mmmm physics is fuckin hard as hell... calculus is much more easy than i thought it would be. i hate my physics teacher. its this chinese dude, he can barely speak english, he doesnt speak loudly enough, and he doesnt teach shit in class. the first day of class he is going to give us a definition of physics, he said something to the affect of "i no know what physics is in english, but in chinese, im from china and speak chinese, we write physics like this" then he commences to write "physics" in chinese. everyone pauses. .... then he continues with his lecture. i feel like im back in fuckin highschool again. the son of a bitch makes person X read such and such section out of the book, then he makes person Z read this section out of the book... and so on. to make matters worse, anything he writes in the board is in the book... word for word. he does not make his own fuckin examples. then, he also makes us read examples out of the book.... but they are all conceptual examples... the sunvabitch needs to actually come up with some example problems of his own and work them with us. i go home to do his homework (yes he gives us homework too!!) and i donno wtf any of the dam variables in the formulas mean. it just drives me nuts. im not looking forward to this class, and i dont have a good feeling about it either. in other news. yes, i like thefacebook.com its great. i harass people constantly muwahahaha. i like to send random people i dont know, the most awkward messages. like "hey, youre a fag" to some random girl. or maybe "hey your ass is humongous bitch!" to some random dude. its hilarious. most of the people are pretty laid back and dont give a damn. so its all good i guess. im surrounded by stinky indian people here at the library. all a bunch of FOBs. they all dress the same, act the same, major in the same thing, like the same things... everything the same. the same shitty ass thin ... beard or whatever you want to call it, where it just outlines your jaw. the same fuckin spiked hair with too much damn gel. the same cheap ass leather shoes. the same cheap ass collared shirts they got from some india with the fake gucci logo.... everythin. theyre all the same. they all think their badasses too.i have a final solution to this social problem... and that is, to round up all indians, pakis, jews, throw them all into india... specifically one city in india... and drop a shit load of bombs on them. i dont want to even bother with starving them... takes too long... and too much manpower to keep them under control... (guards... guardtowers... baracks... etc.)so, there go the jews, indians, and pakis... as well as anyone from bangladesh and anywhere and anyone who is that ugly diarhea brown color of indians... they should die too. next: all arabs... im iranian, and iranians hate arabs. also, all turks should die too. lately i dont like them. anyone with bad acne should die as well... fat people should die, short people should die... people with really round circular heads should die. people with thick glasses should die... people with fishlips should die... people who wear trucker hats should die (minus any truckers) people who fall asleep in the library with their mouth open looking like idiots should die, girls who stink should die... as well as any stinky person in generall, unless they have just got done doing some kind of work that made them stinky... poor people should die, extreemly rich people should die... and much of the middle class should die. my physics professor should die... politically correct people should die... china should die. there are more, but i think im getting carpal tunnle syndrome from all this typing. peace you punk bitches
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