"Alright so I arrive home on Saturday night with my girlfriend to find my door locked. I know that I left it unlocked because I left my keys in my desk. It was dead bolted. I'm pissed. I climb through my window into my bed and I find myself sitting with two passed out people that I don't know. One's a girl, one's a guy, they're half naked. I pretty much fly into a rage. Grab the guy by the neck and throw him down my stairs. Go back up stairs to find my girlfriend having to dress the girl, and she claims that she did not hook up in my bed. I slapped her with her own bra and threw her out too and it was generally unbelievable. I also threw the guys' shoes out my second a floor window onto the street."
-- Breaking and Entering
"My life revolves around the Comm School. Class in the morning. Group meetings all day. Reading and homework at night. I've sold my soul. It's scary to think that I no longer have class on the Lawn, or that I have all of my classes in the same building. Sure it's a nice building with good heat and air conditioning, but it's becoming the dungeon."
-- Comm'ed out