people are semi ticked-off at me so i have to seek refuge in the computer lab until class starts, in 2 minutes. vlad is in here as usual. he sends himself bogus emails on his gmail account and tries to fix the never-working school printer, like he does every day at lunch.

some people are pissed off about the election talk. not the results themselves, but the people talking ABOUT the election. i guess it is like hating people who love punk rock, etcetera.

oh woah, vlad actually fixed the printer, apparently.

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the bell just rang and i must brainwash myself for math.