I'm sitting in one of the little cut-out study sections on the second floor of one of the large halls.
Many things have happened. I've kind of rebelled blogging (at least, on this blog), because, though few people know about this specific blog, there are still people that may read it, and it's hard to get my real thoughts down while thinking about those specific people reading what I want, or am trying to, write. They aren't bad people, or people that would be surprised by the content, I have just found it very hard to write honestly when I'm thinking about what these other people will be thinking.
Thus, I have created a secret blog. That no one knows about. All to myself, thank you very much.
Alright. Time to fill up my water bottle and wait for the doors to room 284 to open up.
