Lol, my cousin told me that. What a retard, but it’s the half-truth. All my classes just threw their syllabuses in mah FACE! like bam, here goes yo HOwork! jk, I feel kinda hyper right now. Weird, I barely got 7 hrs of sleep. I don’t even have class until 1pm, and that’s my only class for the day.

But, yes, school. It has FINALLY began. And it did NOT begin well. My parents and I clashed heads majorly as I was moving into my dorm room. I really dislike it when we do clash—especially when it’s in front of other people. I just get so embarassed and frustrated that my parents present theirselves to be such obnoxious, obscene assholes. I really don’t like that…it makes me sad. Even my roomates sensed that they were getting angry, and they felt uncomfortable and left the room while my parents were there. Anyways, when I had gotten back from walmart, my parents and I got into this stupid argument over something retarded, I presume, and when I went to go drop my things off in my room and come back—expecting that they’d be there to wait to say a final goodbye to me—they weren’t there. They just left.

I felt a horrible mix of a confused, angry, frustrated, and all the while, sad.

Fucking great.

Anyways, yes, back to school. My classes are actually kinda cool. All of them, except Nutrition. That class is DEATH. Even though the topic of nutrition is quite interesting, she makes it so boring. And even when I do try to listen, she barely speaks loud enough to hear. To make matters worse, I have that class with melissa, and I feel like talking to her the whole time, but I can’t. lol. Oh, well. Good thing that class ends early.

My roomates. They’re something else. They’re a bunch of jerks and weirdos. But I can’t help but love them—I hate that. LOL, that sounded kinda weird. I forgot how (sarcastically) mean people were here. Like, I had gotten used to my friends back at home, who were all mostly girls, and how nice, loving, caring, and understanding they were as opposed to the guys. Now I’m back to rooming with males! UGH. and they’re straight, too! Most of all, they’re MEAANN. How frustrating. We’re so different, and the things they like, I don’t. To be honest, sometimes I feel like and outcast—a gay outcast loner—amongts my roomates and other guy friends. I wish I could just stay in Harmon Hall and room with a girl, preferably Jennifer. I would so belong there, and I would go to every girl’s room and chat endlessly with them. Sigh. I hate this feeling. I mean, they know I’m gay and everything, and they really don’t care, but I wish…I’m not sure what I wish.

Anyways, my research writing teacher convinced me to turn vegetarian. HAHAHA. He kinda reminds me of Coach Bailey back from Kerr. Man, that woman was KERR-AZY! LOL

I’m done, for now.