January 19, 2003
5:22 a.m.


I have heard tales told by young children, the spawn of people who lived in my time. They speak of a day when a kid named Stefan actually used to update his Diaryland website, and though it wasn't particularly insightful or interesting it was at the very least words forming sentences forming paragraphs. I'm sure many of you ask yourselves now "Why does this forgotten voice speak of such long-ago times? Has he no perception of the changing tides of time, of the fickle desires of an audience that craves consistency?" To these questions I ask...what the fuck are you talking about? Who are you people?? Seriously, that's some crazy shit you're talking there. Who the hell talks like that?

So yeah, now that those young children and crazy people are done talking their nonsense, let me get on to the meat and potatoes of why I'm posting this. What, you think I'd post just because I want to? Silly rabbit! Anyway, I'm gonna try and be blunt for the first time in a long while. I'm not really used to being anything other than an over descriptive wind-bag, so bear with me if I don't do too good a job. In about seven hours I'll be at my new home, Huntress Hall Room 239 of Keene State University. I've been up since 9AM and I'm still not done packing, as tonight was spent instead in the great company of my very close friends. Btw, War Of The Monsters for PS2 rocks your fucking socks. Seriously, Godzilla Melee was pretty cool being giant monsters and all, but War Of The Monsters takes this idea and makes it ridiculously cool. Plus we got to play it on a five foot screen, I'm sure that helped. Oh, back to the subject at hand. VERY special thanks to Cody, Matt, Tom, Jared, Lindsey, Sara, The Nick-Ryan Combo (I hope Nick feels better), Alan and Katie for showing up. I think one of the best things you can be reminded of when exploring new venues in your life are the friends you have waiting for you when you get back. Everyone tonight really exhibited that to an umpeenth degree, and for that I'm eternally grateful. Thank you.

So yeah, on to that thing that I started that I didn't finish. What was it called? Oh, that's right...THE POINT! Because of my new arrangements I'm going to at least initially need a lot of spare time that ISN'T being used on the internet. I know it seems fruitless to even mention this on here seeing as how I haven't updated in forty days, but I guess I thought it bore mentioning that I probably won't be posting anything for a good long while. Please please, no tears. We promised each other we wouldn't let that happen. I really wish that I would have utilized this diary more than I did, if only to have a definitive collection of memories that I can look back on and recall fondly. I know some of you may wonder why I can't just remember these things on my own, but my memory isn't the greatest and I like being able to revisit moments the way I remembered them at the time. I've written alot of embarassing things on here, and even moreso a lot of very vague allusions to things only a handful of people knew about (usually just myself), so I'd imagine it's not the most interesting read. If you DO read this, though...

I pity you.

Hah, I crack myself up. In all sincerity though, if you do read this journal and for whatever reason you obtain any amount of amusement out of reading the few and far between recountings of my life, thank you. I'm not ashamed to admit that I do write FOR people as well as myself. Well really I just write for people, as I am a person too. Yes, Stefan is a person. That's why people come to this website, to read profound statements like that. God.

Yeah, ok, that whole shit about being blunt and too-the-point? Totally out the window. I'd almost say I have no recollection of saying that if it weren't for the fact that the very text is looming right above us. Ah well, at least I tried...sort of. So in closing, I really only want to say thank you. Good or bad, this whole college thing is going to be an experience, and experiences never hurt anybody. Oh wait...yeah they do.

Fuck.