So I think I've settled down into my new collage, I turn up late to most of my classes. Not because I'm a delinquent but because most of them are biology and I regret taking biology.
I've noticed I've started talking to myself a little more than usual, not sure whether that's good or bad but at least it's not full on conversations yet.
I've mastered the art of re-writing children's poems and stories into gruesome, dark tales. So it's good to know my writing is coming...
