I made the post starting with "I'm 18-years-old" and I just want to clarify that what i said wasn't supposed to be a downer or use loser as a "bad" term. Being a loser is fun. I like lame things and it's cool. I'm cool with that. The whole point was that I'm tired of trying to please other people. So, yay!

Hashtags are just a lazy way to express how you feel about something. Can't form a complete sentence? #hashtagged

Fuck those people. And Fuck Twitter too while I'm at it. Isn't the Facebook Status Update system good enough?

Here's the deal. So I'm not much of a people person. Don't get me wrong, I love people. I love volunteering and doing things for people and I enjoy the company of others. My problem is that I'm not making any friends, really. I don't know why, but I've always been socially awkward and I'm bad at conversation. I guess I get real nervous and can't think of what to say. So I think people get the impression that I'm anti-social or that I don't want to talk to them. But it's not the case. I've tried joining groups on campus, but I haven't clicked well with anyone. Anyways, I'm so depressed sometimes that I can't even study or focus. All I want to do is sleep. I don't feel like doing much of anything else. And to make matters worse, my RA hasn't made one single attempt to get to know me or talking to me for that matter. How am I supposed to talk to you when you're the most unapproachable person I've met. and you're supposed to be my RA. I don't even want to be here anymore. I think I may drop out.

I'm a female and new to UCO, Edmond, and the general OKC Metro area. Really want to meet new people but I'm pretty shy and I also work a full time job on top of classes so I stay pretty busy.

So I stuffed my backpack full, and took an unopened box of those green Bibles they've been passing out and put them in a recycling can. After all, they're plastic covers and paper pages. If we can't save souls, we can save the Earth. Oh, and I placed some in the library book drop-off and some on the Mormon's door step.

The girl on the 3rd floor tonight that knew what was up about Star Wars. You are cute and I really regret not getting your name before your boyfriend showed up.

My roommates farts smell like dead old woman. And I def know what both smell like.

I see this guy in the grill and the library on the 3rd floor and I think his name is Gregory or something anyway he is so quiet and has red hair and I can't help but find myself attracted to him. But I'm shy and never can think of a good way to say something to him I get so nervous!