Home is nice. But I'm going out of my mind. It's fun hanging out with the guys at night, but that's like 3 hours a day. I'm going insane the rest of it. And I have to repeat this all again next week. Fuck.

It's fun right now. But it's going to get very, very boring. Very shortly.

God, I'm going insane. I need an escape. A break. Even when I've got nothing to do I'm freaking out. Actually, it's probably the I have nothing to do so I'm freaking out.

So.

Pressure building inside you until you break down and freak out is not fun.

And restless nights.

That is all.

"omg omg omg omg! i'm going to umbc! and that rhymes! oh em gee ewe emm bee cee. ariel's hawt chick! i love her! she's tiight! ariel rocks fucking hard!"

I should have ripped that lambs head off

I don't wanna go back to Salisbury.

An entry

I was going to post something but I forgot what.

So, there's this girl. I met her randomly one night at graduation. Then I talked to her on MySpace. Then AIM. Then text messaging. Then real life. It's been a very slow, interesting progression. She kills my phone from texting me so much. She's sexy and I want her.