Eating dinner in the dining hall alone. This actually really fucking blows. It’s makes me all sad and stuff. It’s just absolutely awful. All I want to do is disappear. This only good this brings is I’m not going to die from starvation. Which I actually wouldn’t mind right now since I’m feeling so fucking low. And if you know me and you’re reading this don’t talk to me about it, for real. There’s nothing worse than someone confronting you about your problems. I’d rather keep to myself and write on my blog.