Some call me Dr. Badass. You may refer to me as such; it is a nickname I have grown accustomed to. How I got it? Well that may be a story for another day. We shall see.
342 is my dorm room number, in case anyone was wondering. I do so dearly love it. I should upload a picture of it. And that is exactly where this advice will come from: room 342. I'm mostly going to talk about freshman-year college experiences, because the one thing I would have loved to hear as a high school senior were bare-truths from a college freshman, and not just advice regarding applications and essays. Applications and their essays are the easy part; no one tells you all the other crap you need to take into consideration when moving into college dorm and dorm life. So I will be recounting my woes and how they could have gone better, and hope someone can avoid making the same mistakes or having to deal with the same stresses.
I will also give some narration as to what it's been like being bisexual and only kind-of being out, how I dealt with telling my parents, and how I deal with telling other people I am bisexual. It's confusing, in this day and age, because there are so many different ways people can react to that little tidbit of information.
There will also be much innuendo, and probably a bad pun here and there. I can't help it. I warn/apologize in advance, but I'm not going to stop.
If you happen across one of my posts and have an opposing view of the subject, please do not just sit there and troll or try making your point with silly words and poor grammar. That will be laughed at, and I'll probably screen cap the comment and share it with many other people who will ridicule your stupidity. Think before you type! Please! I don't want to make you look like an ass. Even if it is entertaining to some degree.
Have fun and get ready for the ride!
-Doc Badass
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