I have always wondered if the Swag Master is the hero George Fox deserves, but not the one it needs right now? He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector.

I once negotiated the release of 26 hostages during a bank robbery, all while refinancing my car loan.

I ran into a burning building to rescue two guinea pigs and a Hawk-Headed Parrot, trapped on the 7th story. By the time we escaped the building, the parrot could speak French. The guinea pigs chose Farsi.

I swam the English Channel in handcuffs to raise awareness of economic slavery felt by Paraguayan miners. The swim back was purely for the exercise.

While backpacking through the Northwest Territory, I wrestled a fierce Grizzly bear. We went best two out of three. After I won, I taught it how to do a Half Nelson and a Guillotine Drop. Then we went best five of nine. It still owes me a salmon dinner.

But there is this one girl that I feel humbled and powerless around.

I am sorry but I cannot say that I am glad that football has returned. One of the reasons I chose fox was because there was no football team. I just dislike the sport, and got tired of all the "you should join the team" crap. It bugged me in high school when everyone harassed me for not being on the team. I seriously thought about leaving when I heard it was returning.

I am addicted to YouTube and YouTubers like Tyler Oakley, Troye Sivan, Connor Franta, and Zoella. They are my life. Also a lot of "my" catchphrases come from them.

Right now I am struggling with anxiety and have a fear of being alone. However I put a smile on my face just to make it through the day, because that is what society wants. I feel alone most of the time, feeling like I have no one to really talk to, or that all my friendships are fake or not genuine. While reading today to clear my head I read a passage from Romans. Romans 5:8 says God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Then I felt like a weight was lifted off of my shoulders. Even though I am not deserving, Jesus gave up his life for me! He loves me so much that it took him to the cross. I am more loved than I will ever know, and I am never alone. Thank you Jesus for your love and sacrifice, thank you for always loving me and never leaving me.

I have to keep myself in check when I'm hanging out with a guy friend, because in my head I fantasize about him getting up and giving me a great big kiss. Or just about kissing me in general.

I go into the handicap shower in my dorm just so I can sit down and masturbate.

It really frustrating how nice everyone is. For all us new kids, when we are trying to judge who to be friends with, y'all are no help. How am I supposed to know if someone is a weirdo before I befriend them. There is now warning system! Now I'm stuck with weirdos because no one have me a heads up, "hey, that kid is crazy, we don't hang with them." Thanks guys.