A school located in Rochester, NY which has no real educational value. They were on the verge of closing because of extremely low admissions; so they went and begged from, who else, Golisano. Now they have laptops and think they're the shit. Anybody who has ever stepped foot inside during school hours KNOW it smells like dookie. All of the students there are either geeks, stoners, or snotty nosed kids.

The two states of being are as a human being, or a hungry ghost. Semi-regularly you need to ask yourself which you are. Sometimes it is human. Others, alas, it is hungry ghost.

The hungry ghost seeks validity outside of themselves. Someone pining for an indifferent ex is a hungry ghost. Someone who arrives alone at 6:30 on Saturday night to a pub is probably a hungry ghost. Obsessive checking of mobile phones, chat sites or networks are clear signs that one is a hungry ghost.

The best thing to do is just stay home and ride it out. Read a book. Find some good clean fun.