Life's great.

Wow. This has been a dreadful semester.

Motivation for all my writing died.
My guard unit hasn't been to great.
My school is getting increasingly more depressing in their treatment of seniors who got in the briefest of trouble.
All my friends got kicked out of school for things that at normal colleges wouldn't even have been looked at.
My grandfather had a stroke.
And to top it all off, the girl I've loved for three years and always thought would be there for me has abandoned me.

Results? Three weeks, 23 lost pounds and $423 spent on alcohol later... here I am.

God man. Just wished someone in real life, that was more than a passing aquaintence, would care. You know?