My crotch itches hardcore.
Ick.

I am back at RIT. Much too soon for my taste. No one is here except for the foreign dude, the weird girl with the homemade tattoo and Miss T. Miss T is the first human I have talked to in many hours.
I miss my boy.
I was actually happy to be back because my dad was driving me crazy. See Daddy talks a lot and he has an opinion about everything. He states his political opinion very loudly and obnoxiously and he dominates meal time conversation.
THERE IS NO FOOD TO EAT AND NO DINING HALL IS OPEN!!!!

What to do? I could go to bed early but I will only wake up early. I could do M&P stuff but I was planning on being a bad ass this week and skipping lab. Cuz its monday at 8 AM and that is no way to start the new quarter. Besides its Professor Evil Bitch Woman this week. I don't need bad juju coming my way so early in the morning.
I wish more people were back to entertain me.
I hope this year I get to enjoy Christmas. I probably won't. People get so jacked up for it and I don't understand what the big hooha is all about.
Meh.