BUT NOT PERSONAL BECAUSE ANYONE CAN READ IT
BUT THAT'S OKAY CUZ I WANT YOU GUYS TO READ IT
Anyway, the room next to mine in this suite was blasting music being assholey...and it just kept getting louder and louder and louder. I fucking hate everyone else in this goddamned college so hardcore. And seriously, Hayley (the chick across the hall, Scyther's "girlfriend") came in here and some other chick was all "Wanna smoke a bowl?" then went off on this week tangent about how the other chick stole her weed. Seriously- drugs, and anyone who does them, are fucking retarded. I can't wait until all of these druggies drop out after the first semester because mommy and daddy weren't there to snap them into line. Once again, that's me being optimistic, but I can hope that they'll get kicked out, at least.
Not sure if I'm going home again this weekend or not. I've gone home every weekend so far and...I dunno, I feel like people back home are getting sick of me. I mean, I love seeing my friends all the time but I feel like a pain in the ass...that and I think Scyther's going home this weekend...I'LL HAVE THE WHOLE ROOM TO MYSEEEELF~~! But honestly, if someone wants to come and get me, I'll go home. But I'm not asking anyone to come and get me.
Guess I'll watch TV and play more Pokemon now
~ <3
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