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so...i have finally made my way through the vast wintery whiteness and trekked my way to the nearest computer console that i could dig out. having accomplished said mission, i fear that i must update, for no reason other than that i (gasp!) have nothing better to do. my first semester of college being over, i figured that i would return to gahanna amidst a wealth of changes. boy, was i wrong. my good friends have remained good for the most part, but i see many people falling to the dark side of things, and it saddens me greatly. but, some people only learn by hitting the bottom of the hole so hard they come flying out in china, but hey, you live and you learn. i live and adapt, and its much easier. by adapting i mean, getting used to running around a mile a day, ( i completely turfed the whole pep band drumline on friday, owned!) getting used to 5 hours of sleep, living in a practice room, adapting to cafeteria food and losing roughly 25 pounds because of it. my tastes in food are more all-encompassing, but now i have to wear a belt at all times. damn it? then there are the ways i have not adapted. in fact, i am so hardcore i decided to extend my middle finger to a lot of things, and people, woot. momma says to learn to stand up for yourself. adam says play nice. god says find a happy medium. therefore, ive found exceedingly entertaining ways of entertainment that dont involve alcohol, while maintaining good relations with my boozing homies. ask yourself, would you rather party the hell out of a town with the 90% of college freshmen that booze it up, or the other 10% that just chill and have a good time. a bottle of alcohol, unless youre of age equals immediate disrespect from me, as well as a roundhouse kick to the face a la chuck norris. i am the only kid on my floor who dislikes hiphop (except for outkast, they are the pimp shit), alcohol (afriend of mine died on the table and got revived, hows that for an anti-drug bitches?); i blast christian rock and country, i dont drink and im not a nymphomaniac, though my romantic life status could definitely use an upgrade, but that is a project for my triumphant return to bowling green. therefore, my friends, dont change unless its entirely of your own accord. peer pressure can go to hell; kill anyone who tries to force you. or give me their name, and me and my good friend chuck norris will roundhouse the bloody hell out of them.
and a post-script for the highschool seniors: everything they tell you about college is a lie. trust me. for details, ask a question and resquest a reply. peace out.
and a post-script for the highschool seniors: everything they tell you about college is a lie. trust me. for details, ask a question and resquest a reply. peace out.