Oh things aren't that bad. Really, they're not. They could be so much worse. They're not as bad as I expected them to be. School's not good, but it's not as bad as my old one. I don't have Sam, but some of the people seem okay, and I even talked to somebody today. She was alright, but we don't have anything in common (again)

There's one guy in my politics class with a korn t-shirt though, and I spotted a serious goth in the break, but they both looked unfriendly, so I'll use that as an excuse not to initiate conversation.

Looks like someone I know is going to rip the eyeballs out of the sockets of somebody else. Nice.>