Liana loves "the normal". She loves the back of the crowd, and the forgotten, and the invisible. Despite her terrible luck, she loves her normal life. However, when her usual crummy luck goes from bad to worse, she finds herself losing control of the normal she so loved. Now, in order to get back to the way life was, she is going to have to do some completely messes up, crazy, abnormal things. Will she be able to get her life back in order, or will she be consumed by the insanity? Can there really be any hope for the crazy? To the world: she's insignificant. To her class: she's shy. To her friends: a total nut job.