Things are pretty good for me in college. I'm doing well in (most) of my classes and I'm adjusting well, though I miss my mom a lot.

I've made a lot of friends and I have a boyfriend, my corny little white boy. I call him that because he's very much a white boy, like the essence of being white. He's totally like a little white kid from the suburbs. When I met him he was a virgin, he didn't know any slang, and he's on the baseball team. Pretty much the type of person I wouldn't normally hang out with. But we get along well and I can talk to him about anything. Plus, since I feel like I know more than him I feel like I have more power/control in the relationship, and I like that.

I have cheated on him though, with a few times. I felt like I needed sex and he wasn't giving it to me. I regret it because he treats me so well. Also, I realized the guys were pretty much just using me for sex and Nick (my bf) really cares for me and was waiting for the time to be right. That shows he wanted it to mean something. If I had time and the resources available to me, I would get into counseling to learn how to have a good relationship because I don't think I know what a good healthy relationship consists of.

I've heard from Omar as well. He got shipped to Mexico late last week. I only sent him one letter that he actually got, and I think he was upset, thinking that I don't care anymore, when in reality I just hadn't checked my mail frequently enough to send the letters out in time.

I'm doing well on the drug front too. There are no hard drugs here (that I know of) and all I've done is smoke a little pot and drink. I don't even miss them, which is good. One of my old contacts still calls me from time to time and I hate it, I always get off the phone really fast so that's a good thing, means I won't try to hook up when I go home on the weekend eventually.

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