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January 8, 2006
Today was the first day of classes. I only had one today, it's the third class I'm taking with the same teacher, since she teaches a lot of the classes I need for the job I'm going for, which, I guess I'm going for it. I don't know what else to do. But she's nice. And I was glad to see that someone I knew from the class last semester is in this one. So we started talking and I'm sitting by her. I don't know a whole lot of people so I'm grateful to have someone I know who I can talk to, and we can help each other and stuff. After that, I came home, and Kaz was still asleep when I got on so I read some and then sort of slept a little until I heard him got on. The rest of the day was just talking to him and stuff. And now I'm worried, because his dad is trying to make him look for new colleges to apply for. I don't think he even wants to go anymore, and I don't know what they are or where they are. It was bad enough when he was in this one. At least now I don't have to worry about him. If he goes to another one it will be the same crap all over again. I just want him to come here, I am sick of waiting. And it'd be different if he really really wanted to go, but he doesn't seem to after what happened. So he might as well, and if he changes his mind he can always go to college later. I really think he should just take a break at least and decide what to do.
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