You heard WHAT about me?!

I don't think I had a lot of rumors during high school. More than anything else I was bullied quite a lot until I got to grade 11. I guess the worse rumors were the ones I had to deal with during my first two years of university.

Two horrible rumors I had to go through were people thought I was stalker on the girls floor in college residence. The other was people thought I stole women's clothing when I use to go down to the residence laundry room.

I might as well tell the full stories to these rumors as well.

My first year of university I had a hard time adjusting to university life and I couldn't really adapt to a normal study pattern since people were pretty noisy in residence during normal hours. What I use to do is during my second semester of my first year I had set up my classes so that they would either be early in the morning or either late in the evening or during the night. So I would stay up all night and do all my work, go to class in the morning, go to sleep, wake up in the late afternoon go to class, take a nap, and go to my night classes, rather rinse and repeat. There was this girl on the all girls floor I use to visit all the time because she was a nighthawk and I was really good friends with her. Everybody on the floor thought otherwise, they didn't appreciate a guy walking up on their floor in the middle of the night even though I didn't bother anybody. My friend actually appreciated the company and sometimes she'd come down to visit me from time to time. Oh well I kept myself on that floor for a good month until that childish bullshit would stop.

The other rumor stems from the fact that when I did laundry I use to stay down in the laundry room to do my studying because I would rather listening to washers and dryers humming than listen to people screaming. People would find it juist weird that i use to studying in the laundry room. Then some fucking muscleheaded jock started a rumor that I was stealing women's underwear because sometimes girls would do their laundry and leave it for a few hours without even checking on it. I knew clothes had been stolen from the laundry room before which is always why I stayed with it when I did the laundry. He just picked me because he knew I use to stay down there when I was doing laundry; for all I know he was probably the one doing it, or he was probably just wanting to be a hero to all the girls.

It also didn't help that during my first two years of university I made friends with the wrong people. Some of these people, other people had already knew that bad facts about them but they didn't tell me and the fact that I was their friends at the time they automatically assumed I was like them as well. One of my friends was caught in the residence public computer room jerking off. The other friend was banned from the all girls floor for stalking one of the girls on the floor on a constant basis. It didn't really help with all the bad rumors i had to put up with it during my time at university.

Jam it back in, in the dark.