Tomorrow marks the 4th week in college. This life has been so much more different than I thought. So much has changed since I have came here. But before I write about that, there is something that I have to talk about before college. The final month of summer, so much happened that I can say I do not feel to proud of. By the end of the summer I ended up fitting the stereotype of a bad guy. I just wanted to have fun but in the end for me to have the "fun" i wanted, I sacrifice some of my friends. I feel like I messed everything up back home. The close friends back home that I had, just aren't even friends anymore. What I did was horrible and consequently I deserved this. I just hope that I day they will forgive me.
I don't want to talk about that anymore, lets move on to the college life. I came here scared, scared that I would not make friends but thanks to living on the pharmacy floor i have made some great fiends so far. Even though I have made some great friends I still miss some of my old friends that have been there for me even when i mess things up. Life isn't too shabby right now but who knows what the future brings for me. This was just a short post that i wanted to write, just so people know im still alive.
Until next time
The Secret Azian Man
