Post One-Hundred and Ninety-Three.

The first day of school was interesting, to say the least. Though, only going to my first period would be a reason why. Talking to the "Freshman Academy" during second and third about the GSA... honestly, I hope it was worth it. A bunch of them didn't seem interested at all, and were making fun of the club. But, I guess you'll have that. One kid was exceptionally rude while Jennifer and I were talking, and we both wanted to cut a bitch. Arrrrrgh, yes. I'm a bit happy for the freshmen to be separated from the rest of the school.

I need to stop being so awkward around you. It would probably help if we talked more often. Maybe I should actually try. Then again, I'm quite afraid to make an effort.