I guess I’ll keep up with this thing. I mean, I already
started, right? And it’d be kind of embarrassing to just leave it hanging with
just one post. Maybe I can keep from cursing quite so much this time. So
fucking embarrassing.
Been home for a couple of days, going back to the dorms
for summer classes in a few more. I’ve almost stopped looking over my shoulder
every time I go outside. Not that there’s ever anyone there when I DO look. But
she thought she was being stalked before she died. And I guess that got to me.
I keep thinking I’m being followed, but I’m not. It’s always just a squirrel
making noise, or a trick of the light. I guess I should be glad, right? If I
keep being wrong, then it means I’m not being stalked by some crazy killer.
I really don’t want to go back to school next week.
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