Diary of a Stupid Boy *Okay, maybe with slightly less than 100% updates!*

Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely
Someone calls on me
And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse
And curse those faults in me.

And then along comes Mary
Then along comes Mary
And does she want to give me kicks , and be my steady chick
And give me pick of memories
Or maybe rather gather tales of all the fails and tribulations
No one ever sees...

- "Along Comes Mary" (The Bloodhound Gang)

Hey guys, it's been awhile. I apologize for the delay in posting anything new, but I was really lacking for anything to talk about for awhile there. Long story made short...I'm back at Kent. All is well with for the world for the next couple of days untill I freak out over something I caused for myself.

You know the routine...Why am I always sitting in my room watching TV? Is there more to the college life than classes, terrible food, a bi-weekly bout with exhaustion, mid-day naps, and extended NCAA 2005 binges? Why aren't I out partying or something? Why aren't I putting myself out there more to meet new people? I've been here a YEAR and I can count the amount of people I'm comfortable being with that I didn't know before I got here on one hand. Well, it's PROBABLY because I'm too lazy and comfortable with my little lot in life to go out and try something different. But don't tell that to Colin...I think he might be listening. *Shhh....*

So here I stand on the verge of my second year in College. Am I wiser? Sure. Am I more mature? Well, I was never very immature to begin with...That's my problem. Am I more dedicated to improving my status in the world? That's where the questions come in. A wise man once said..."Never take life too seriously, because if you do...You'll never make it out alive." That man also went on to be in "The In-Laws" and then nail crazy-ass Alanis Morissette, Soooo...Maybe he was wrong?

Chì mi rithist thu,
Colin