Well hello there fellow boob lovers. It's been a while since I last posted. Like six months. My bad! A lot lot lot has gone on in the last half a year. I believe my last post was written right after my summer orientation program. Well, I've just finished my first semester at the University of Illinois. All things considered, it went quite well. I'll break down updates by subject. 
Life: it's been hectic. I've had to get used to living three hours away from my family and only seeing them during school breaks. It's been interesting to say the least. I feel like I've matured to some extent. I've been having to deal with a lot of issues on my own for the first time, especially panic attacks. In the past, I've always had my mom there to comfort me. Not anymore.
Other than that, not much has happened. Got drunk for the first time (not that I haven't tried before). Got high for the first time. Both of those happened in the last two weeks, actually. Just in time for the new year!
Love: last year I started dating a guy in San Antonio. Fell head over fucking heels in the worst way. I basically developed an addiction to him. Everything was going great. We loved each other and let each other know often. We hadn't been able to meet in person yet, but we cammed sometimes and talked on the phone every day. Last week he broke up with me. He said it was because we never had time for each other anymore. I found out it was because the next day he was flying out to California to spend a month with another girl. A girl who last year he had to convince me he didn't have feelings for. This last week was excruciating. I literally wanted to die and end it all. Things have steadily gotten better, including our friendship. I'm trying to stop being depressed and pushing him away. I need him in my life, even if only as a friend.
School: this semester was not the best in terms of effort. I started out strong, but after the first month I stopped going to one of the lectures completely. I still hopefully managed a B in that class.. Anyway, I definitely could have attended class more often or tried harder. I ended up going from a sure A in child psych to a B because I didn't attend lecture at all the last few weeks. That was sad, but I can only blame myself. I didn't get any grade lower than a B, and I think I may have been able to pull a 3.5 gpa out of my ass. Exciting! Next semester, I promise I''m going to try harder. I have to. These classes are gonna be ridiculous.
Other than grades, I've made some awesome friends. Two of them asked me if I wanted to lease an apartment with them next year. I can't wait! It's going to be fucking amazing. My roommate situation is meh. We get along, but we never talk. She's super quiet and reserved. It blows. I joined one club this year, the Illini Secular Student Association. I've never been around so many atheists in my life. It's fucking amazing. I'm so happpy.
Anyway, I'm on break for the next month. Hopefully I'll find the will to blog on here more. I'm fairly active on Twitter lately. Follow me at @glitchx and say what's up! 
Life: it's been hectic. I've had to get used to living three hours away from my family and only seeing them during school breaks. It's been interesting to say the least. I feel like I've matured to some extent. I've been having to deal with a lot of issues on my own for the first time, especially panic attacks. In the past, I've always had my mom there to comfort me. Not anymore.
Other than that, not much has happened. Got drunk for the first time (not that I haven't tried before). Got high for the first time. Both of those happened in the last two weeks, actually. Just in time for the new year!
Love: last year I started dating a guy in San Antonio. Fell head over fucking heels in the worst way. I basically developed an addiction to him. Everything was going great. We loved each other and let each other know often. We hadn't been able to meet in person yet, but we cammed sometimes and talked on the phone every day. Last week he broke up with me. He said it was because we never had time for each other anymore. I found out it was because the next day he was flying out to California to spend a month with another girl. A girl who last year he had to convince me he didn't have feelings for. This last week was excruciating. I literally wanted to die and end it all. Things have steadily gotten better, including our friendship. I'm trying to stop being depressed and pushing him away. I need him in my life, even if only as a friend.
School: this semester was not the best in terms of effort. I started out strong, but after the first month I stopped going to one of the lectures completely. I still hopefully managed a B in that class.. Anyway, I definitely could have attended class more often or tried harder. I ended up going from a sure A in child psych to a B because I didn't attend lecture at all the last few weeks. That was sad, but I can only blame myself. I didn't get any grade lower than a B, and I think I may have been able to pull a 3.5 gpa out of my ass. Exciting! Next semester, I promise I''m going to try harder. I have to. These classes are gonna be ridiculous.
Other than grades, I've made some awesome friends. Two of them asked me if I wanted to lease an apartment with them next year. I can't wait! It's going to be fucking amazing. My roommate situation is meh. We get along, but we never talk. She's super quiet and reserved. It blows. I joined one club this year, the Illini Secular Student Association. I've never been around so many atheists in my life. It's fucking amazing. I'm so happpy.
Anyway, I'm on break for the next month. Hopefully I'll find the will to blog on here more. I'm fairly active on Twitter lately. Follow me at @glitchx and say what's up!
jman76:
Hey hope your doing well. I am here if you ever want to talk
jman76:
Glad your here