First, to all the dickheads who ran my high school: I HAVE CONQUERED YOU. YES I HAVE.

And, having gotten that off my chest, I'd like to say that this time of my life is as wonderful as ninth grade percussion. If you know me, you know what a big deal that is. I've never said that about anything before. It keeps hitting me in pieces that Miho is gone but I guess I just have to wait for the big wave that's going to murder me with missing her. Everything else is so wonderful. I have made friends here who I feel like I've known forever and who I intend to know forever. Hopefully my two best friends (who don't really know each other) will accompany me to the Tim Burton opening on November 22! That's exciting as crap.

Last night I did my school's open mic night and it went really well such that people were commending me all day. I like commendation. I was also appointed Assistant Layout Editor of the school newspaper, The MounTimes. People are still talking about my article. It came out yesterday and it is about the mutant roach infestation in the dorm buildings. I'm going to post it. It is called "Legos of Satan." And yes I've been called out for that since publication! This is a Catholic school after all.

I'm also on a diet. My goal is to lose weight while nearly everyone else gains.

I made some hardcore paper chains for my dorm. The RAs said I just need to take them down when the room inspection people come in.

I'm also really mad that married Catholics (AND EPISCOPALIANS––WHAT THE FLYING HELLFUCK) can become ROMAN CATHOLIC PRIESTS. I can't. But I'm ready to give up my whole life for this. THEY'RE NOT APPROPRIATE, BENEDICT. THIS DEFIES ALL FOR WHICH WE THEOLOGICALLY STAND.