It's been six days since I last heard from Tyler. I at least know he's alive, and while that does make me feel a lot better, I can't stop wondering how he ended up in jail.
It's been the only thing on my mind lately.
I'm sure it has something to do with his siblings. I only hope it isn't something serious. I don't want to think of the possibility of him having to spend a lengthy amount of time behind bars.
All this has made my start at John Hopkins a bit shaky. I've been late for classes, I'm struggling to focus on my assignments, I'm already behind on two projects, and I'm only one week into my first semester.
There's also the whole deal of sharing a one bedroom apartment with my grandmother, who I feel doesn't really want to be here as much as she leads me to believe she does.
I don
