Instead of sharing my feelings I’m going to cover them with alcohol and sex.
It’s been three weeks and I still haven’t said a word to any one of my classmates.
My first impression of most of them was that they were idiots. I know, wrong attitude, but I’ve never heard so many stupid questions and comments before. I bet some of them are there because they think it’s the easy way out. I can only wish them good luck.
I’m still trying to decide which ones I wanna talk to and whether or not I really want to talk to any of them. There’s never a normal person here, which is good, I’m a freak too, but we’re very different kinds of freaks.
There’s one group in particular I know I’m never talking to because we just won’t ever get along.
I’m too shy. I’m too awkward. Fortunately for me, they all ignore me. Wait, what? Oh, well, they do. Maybe I’ll talk to some of them, maybe not.
Only 12 weeks left. I’ll never see them again. Patience.