I'm Sad!

I'm not really sad.  I don't miss my parents.  I mean, I do, but not to the point when I'm crying and all that.  I'm fine.  I wish they would stop texting me every day.  I just want them to be happy.  I know my mother probably cries a little every time she texts me.  Just stop it, mom.  Y'all need to calm down, eat a carrot, and get over it.  I didn't die, I just scooted a little East.  Gwad.
The one thing that makes me frown a little bit is that I haven't made many friends yet.  I have my two roommates.  They're nice. (I wish they were both one person.  We'd be the bestest of friends.)
Anyway, I'm working on that.  I'm worried about money, even though I don't have to be for another three years.  Piss.  Just thinking about having to think about it in three years, and for another twenty years after that, makes me want to throw up.  Anyway... School is good.  I hate English and math.  English not so much.  Math can suck it big time (the teacher's nice though)  I'm a little disappointed by other students here.  I was hoping that I could connect to them right away.  So far I've "met"  the bitches next door (more like across the building) Who are totally paranoid.  I can't look out my window because they'll think I'm stalking them, and they'll write a mean/stupid/honestly, childish sign, and I'd read it.  They need to shake the sand out.  I've met your basic college tool.  What the hell are you doing in art school, son?  Shouldn't you be at a small town campus drinking your liver away?  Then there's the unfriendly college student, who is... Unfriendly, and in college.  Shit, I don't know.  I still haven't talked to anyone in the film program, mostly because I'm shy.  Damn shyness.  I hope I'll meet someone new.  I measure the amount of friends I make by the number of FB friend requests I get.  I don't add anyone, and so far I've only made three friends from here (Kyle, Alex, and Andrew Tobin, who is the building coordinator... #fail)

oh well.  Interesting things:
-My english teacher- oh I mean, professor (wouldn't want them to shit their pants) is named Patrick Casey.  I think that's funny
- There's another Rangel in this campus.  Kill me.
- Theres a Riccardo (note the two cs [I feel diminished] ) in my color theory class, and oh gwad, he has the coolest voice ever! It's so deep and strong!  I want it.  He's also a fashion major, but switching, and he dresses like he's on the cover of a magazine every day or something. (But so does everybody else pretty much.)
- Corey (my penpal)  said he was going to the post office today!  That means he's getting my letter!
- I've been talking to fellow youtuber, Craig (FromTheFOD [don't worry, he's not famous] )  and he's cool.
- I have not run into wheezywaiter yet. poo.
- My color theory teacher, Ms. Pouls (with a British accent)  is crazy!  I like her.

Ok, that's all I have for today so far.
Thanks for reading.  Ps: I was kidding about The Social Network.
pps:  Text me if you want to visit sometime
ppps: No ppps.

-Ricardo