September 3rd, 2001

Well, I just arrived on campus and quickly set up my computer.  I decided to start to write a web journal for this year.  This way, I can look back and reflect at my goals and accomplishments, blah blah blah.

Chris arrived to the room before I did.  Just one sight of him and I was entranced.  There he was, Chris Nemcosky, in my room, in our room.  Boy, I knew this was going to be a good year.  I can't believe I got him to be roommates with me.  I know what my personal goal for this year will be.  And the best part is that at any time I'm down in life, I can just look up and at the first sight of him,  all those pains will go away.  Oh, it's going to be hard to live with him (heh, hard).  An told me the other day that his dad was in the room, and was even shirtless.  Shit, I should had listened to An and come back to school earlier; I would had gotten first-hand view of where Chris gets his manhood from.

Oh, he just stepped in the room.  I'd better not show him this journal.

signing off,
dopefish