college
baylor is about what i expected it to be.
it is very difficult. honestly, my scriptures class is the hardest class that i have. i have to read easily over 100 pages each night in the book then the corresponding shit in the bible.
baylor is 30% bible huggers and 69% of kids that like to get fucked up. i am only that 69% on thursdays, fridays, and saturdays.
now 30% of baylor belongs to the female population. there are a lot of girls here with daddy's money.
i have yet to meet anyone that reminds me of people from the couve. or any of my friends for that matter.
and you. you told me that i need to watch out because i hav an addicting personality. i have made a few mistakes down here, but it is easy to learn from them when you are on your own and have to get your shit done. don't worry, i am trying my best to keep my head on straight. that doesn't mean that i don't get sloppy drunk or the occasionaly high, it just means that i am trying to be responsible about it. i can't wait to see you over christmas and just hang out like we used to. get drunk and shoot the shit. nothing better brother.
victoria, i hate walking into english and not seeing you there. i mean, you were rarely there anyways, but still, a friendly, slightly slanted face is a good sight every now and again. don't worry though, i haven't met any nice little asians since i have been here. stay lovely and just remember that clark is temporary.
and mr geller, i don't want to sound gay, but i do miss you. you and calvin. your quirkiness. don't go changing up at uw. i'm remaining the same down here, i hope you do at uw. don't let frat life suck you in too bad during the school year. i almost fell victim to that. college has been very fun. but also very hard. you have to keep your shit straight. and you can bang the shit out of mara all you want. but good luck, sorority freshmen are next to impossible to get to unless your id says that you are 21.
i love all of you.
it is very difficult. honestly, my scriptures class is the hardest class that i have. i have to read easily over 100 pages each night in the book then the corresponding shit in the bible.
baylor is 30% bible huggers and 69% of kids that like to get fucked up. i am only that 69% on thursdays, fridays, and saturdays.
now 30% of baylor belongs to the female population. there are a lot of girls here with daddy's money.
i have yet to meet anyone that reminds me of people from the couve. or any of my friends for that matter.
and you. you told me that i need to watch out because i hav an addicting personality. i have made a few mistakes down here, but it is easy to learn from them when you are on your own and have to get your shit done. don't worry, i am trying my best to keep my head on straight. that doesn't mean that i don't get sloppy drunk or the occasionaly high, it just means that i am trying to be responsible about it. i can't wait to see you over christmas and just hang out like we used to. get drunk and shoot the shit. nothing better brother.
victoria, i hate walking into english and not seeing you there. i mean, you were rarely there anyways, but still, a friendly, slightly slanted face is a good sight every now and again. don't worry though, i haven't met any nice little asians since i have been here. stay lovely and just remember that clark is temporary.
and mr geller, i don't want to sound gay, but i do miss you. you and calvin. your quirkiness. don't go changing up at uw. i'm remaining the same down here, i hope you do at uw. don't let frat life suck you in too bad during the school year. i almost fell victim to that. college has been very fun. but also very hard. you have to keep your shit straight. and you can bang the shit out of mara all you want. but good luck, sorority freshmen are next to impossible to get to unless your id says that you are 21.
i love all of you.