Wow. Why does no one have the seemingly simple talent of reading aloud? in American Literature we’re reading Our Town, and i swear, it’s like these people’s minds turned to mushy goo! like, whole words and sentences would suddenly vanish into thin air. and Simon Stimson suddenly be came Simpson Stimpson! it’s just sad and depressing. people stuttering over simple words like moonlight, or heliotrope… i died a little inside, seriously. on another note, i finished reading Glass today. i think it’s the first book i’ve read where i really and truly despised the main character. i mean, she’s hooked on drugs, has a baby who doesn’t even recognise her because she’s always away getting high, then she gets busted dealing, and finds out she’s pregnant again. she contemplates abortion, and i actually found myself hoping she’d do it, if only to save that poor baby from being born addicted to drugs, abandoned by its mother, and alone! then the bitch has the nerve to be optimistic, and plan to quit drugs, get a good job, and raise it. just like she had planned in the first book, Crank! Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! okay. all better.