What follows is a brief synopsis of what I did after highschool, and what everyone back in my hometown thinks I did after highschool (excluding those few that I kept contact with).

( What really happened )

What I have just summed up for you is four years worth of crazy hijinx. There are funnier things that, for the sake of not eating up your time, I left out. If you wanna hear more about them, please, feel free to ask in a comment or IM form. But on to this:

( What people THOUGHT happened )

I'll tell ya, I almost wish I had lived some of that life. Sounds way more interesting then sitting in Rhode Islandd...

Okay...so the majority of yesterday was spent recovering from the previous night. Drinking heavily and staying up until 7:30 the next day wasn't such a good plan. The only way I could tell the difference between the real world and my disturbing dreams was the shards of glass feeling that I had in my muscles. I slept all day, with the exception of waking up to take my girlfriend to and from work.

This binge didn't help my virus, however. I feel like I've taken a step back healthwise. The damn doc wouldn't even give me any medication. For a virus! He gave me cough drops, and said I was okay to go back to work. I've been sick for a damn week, and waking up every morning, feeling as if a sponge sapped all the liquid from my body while I was sleeping. I was getting better until I went drinking. But I don't regret it.

It's nice to be around people who don't want anything from you other than friendship, and just have a good time. That's why I miss home sometimes. There's never enough time to be around those that matter. Never enough time to say all the right things, or do everything you can for people. It's especially hard for me, because I come off as a real ass, even to my closest friends. I'm one of those people that others sometimes have trouble deciding if they're being sarcastic or not. Well I suppose I have typed enough on here. I have to do laundry and go to the gym.

That's right! MEEEEEEEEEE! I'll be getting out of this god forsaken place called Newport, and flying home to Baltimore.