SUNY New Paltz, that is, in New Paltz, NY. A quaint little college town, nice but not extraordinary like most of NYC, where I'm originally from. I'm 86.6 miles north of my old apartment in Astoria, Queens, and I'm homesick already. The most depressing part about today was saying goodbye, and I still can't get over it. My parents don't even want me back home, so if I ever go back to NYC to stay overnight (and I most likely will a lot in the coming months), I'm going to have to live like a homeless person, sleeping on the streets. I've done it once before, a long time ago after a heated argument with my parents--I ran away from home for a day and spent the night on 57th Street and 7th Avenue near a homeless man who called himself JC.

It's way past midnight right now, and my roommates are away doing Satan knows what. Thoughts have been racing through my head all day non-stop, so I'll be lucky if I manage to get any sleep tonight. Looks like that may not happen. I have to share a room with 2 people, and it's really small. I left a lot of my stuff at home, and I'm probably never going to see any of it again for a very long time.

The worst part about today was my textbooks. I could only find one used, and even that was expensive. The total cost? $485.00. Thinking about that number just makes me want to gag.

Well anyway, I guess I will try to go for an all-nighter tonight.

Not like there's anything else to do.