I moved into my dorm one week ago. The last week was full of events so I don”t know where to start. Classes started and I can”t say I enjoy them. Chemistry is going to be the class that kills me. It’’s actually already killing me. On one of the first day of classes, I already was thinking about ditching a class that was so far away from campus. Not a good beginning I gotta say but I”m glad I went even though I had to walk a fuckton TO the bustop. My dorm is so fary away from everything. It seemed like a good idea last year; its supposedly the best dorm to live in sophomore year.

Friendships. It’’s funny how they work. A lot of my friendships at school has altered. I”m not sure if it did in a positive way or what. But I know they have. People have gotten a lot more emotional and needy. I can”t say I”m not speaking for myself though. I”m over here trying not to be that way with the boyfriend and it’’s working since he can disappear for several days without saying a word to me. Last night was an eyeopener to me. I had a couple of friends come in for the concert last night. The couple of friends that I made during the summer whom I love sooo much. Talk about meeting genuinely good people. You”d wish you were in my position, I can tell. You start off making soo many friends and time begins to go by, you inevitably consciously pick the ”good” ones out.

Gah this is all too much for me to handle right now. Trying to do well in classes while trying to be a good person. One person can only do so much.