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It's strange, but I've never felt that I was capable of making real friends. In the past my friendships have been superficial at best and nothing deep/emotional/substancial was ever discussed. People just wanted to use one another and ultimatly ended up hurting one another. It's odd that only now, twelve weeks after I started Hiram College do I feel that there is a chance in hell that people may enjoy my company or that people will like me for who I am. I remember the first couple weeks down at the bside Abby, and to some extent Travis, harassed me constantly, so I just kinda assumed that the peaches didn't care for me either...oh how stupid of me. It didn't take me long to figure out that they did, in fact, enjoy my company and were not harassing me out of contempt. Actually, if it hadn't been for the harassing of pinktricia I would probably still be the depressed waste of human flesh that I've been for the past eighteen years. I'm not going to go as far as to say that I am completely happy now...I just spent an hour talking off the ears of both Hannah and Abby trying to work my way through a slight identity crisis, but it's reassuring to know that there are people around who don't mind listening and who wont use the things I say against me in the future. I guess I'll just end this kind of pointless post by wishing the peaches good luck in their lives after Hiram, and with just a quick thank you to all of them...I don't really know what I'm thanking you guys for, it's nothing really tangible...just thanks.