great northern

good records yesterday.

there was free beer and pizza and no regulations. good thing i'm a baby and don't do illegal things.

sometimes film and i have fun.

sophomore days.

behind

I'm an outsider.
Kyle left, and while he was here I made friends with all his friends, and after a certain point I thought they became my friends, too. Apparently I was wrong. Since he left all of those people are distant, and I dropped a lot of my old friends for Kyle and his groups, and now I'm left with nothing. I have nothing. I'm alone and bored. Kyle barely calls me now. Apparently he's busy.
Apparently a phone call is just too embarassing unless he is in complete isolation.
I don't understand anything.

A lady came by and gave my family dinner because of my mom. I was too embarassed to say anything. She probably thought I was really rude. I should be making the dinners. We aren't a charity case.

9 weeks wasted

That test is finally over.
No more Glidewell/Johnson speeches. I'm so done with those cute little old ladies.
The best thing I got out of this was a shirt.
Or thousands of dollars if I did well.





Its okay not to drink, right?

this is my life.

school: pretend to be normal

home: panic, guilt

tv: showtime.