Sunday, October 13, 1991

Last night I got home at midnight from the UC band road trip. We went to Kent State. Cincinnati won for the second week in a row. I think the score was 39-17 or something like that. Mom and dad came to the Holiday Inn we were staying at and took me out to dinner. Grandma and Grandpa Wolf came too. It was a nice surprise. Nathanael was there, too. Charity had to work, and Tim went to the Perry homecoming game. Tim, Nathanael, mom and dad all came to the football game. The band did real well yesterday. I thought I would die when we got home last night. I carried my tuba, duffel bag, uniform, and a bag mom brought me from the B lot to the Laurence room. I could not sleep when I finally got to my room. I decided to sleep in this morning, but I ended up getting up at 8:30 or 9:00 in the morning.

Tuesday, October 08, 1991

I hoped I would never have to write this. I probably should keep this to myself, therefore, if I write it here, I won’t write it to someone else. I’m not real sure about Darren’s roommate, Mark. This will sound dumb, but he seems to be spending a lot of time with Tom. They have only been doing things for two days, but I’m still uncomfortable with it. I was happy with the triangle of Darren, Tom, and I. Thinking about it since I’m writing, Tom may have felt like the odd man out. I don’t intentionally push people out of the way, but I’ve known Darren for four years. Just when I thought we had added someone new, he brings someone in. Does this all make sense? Mark’s been in here. He sat on my bed. I don’t ever sit on people’s beds without their permission. I had the opportunity to sit on his last night, but I didn’t. This is just one example of how he bothers me. It is small, but small things bother me most. He criticizes my stereo system, declares he’s got a better TV, stuff like that. It really rubs me the wrong way. Well, I hope I’ve prevented myself from writing one of those letters that says nothing is going right. Other than that, everything is.

Monday, October 07, 1991

I got to home this past weekend. Well, not really, this was the weekend for our Mohican weekend. I got to see my family again. Everyone is doing well. The Bearcats won on Saturday. We played Louisville. The score was 30-7. Amazing! Tonight will be spent studying. I had my first quiz of the year today. It was in Chemistry Recitation. I think I did pretty well, but when I said that in high school, I usually flunked. I hope that’s not the case this year.