n’ouff said.

seriously.

they had a person write a response and a threat for them on my own white board. that person is also the same person who advocated a “to the face approach” if any one has a problem. hypocritical bitch or what?

this shit is getting frustrating. i dont think my housemates understood that the whole point of me keeping them up at night was to have them see what it was like since they do that to me whenever im there. i dont even think they understood that i fcking live in the place too. (also, they didnt come out to ask me to be quiet, at all. like how they expect me to do that)

and the thing is, their fucking friend always approaches me with some fucking attitude too. what makes it retarded is that she has nothing to do with this matter at all.

like, at this point, im contemplating on just telling their supposed friend of all the shit they talk behind her back too. of course, that’s the dick move to do, but you know what, if everyone of feels like being a dick to me, ill be a dick to them.

we’re at this point again.

how can i sum up my sophomore year thus far? for starters, somewhat horrible. aside from housemates that are mass murderers, i have the worst housemates the world can throw at me. but along with that, i’ve met some people that make me pretty disappointed in my accomplishments, or lack thereof. i need some motivation now.

oh, and my housemates are still inconsiderate fags (just without the harleys) that haven’t learned any proper manners basic to any respectable person. and from now, my only goal with them is to channel that message.

grow up.

you know, i certainly can blame myself for choosing such poor housemates. i should have taken their actions over their words.

obviously from the last few nights, my housemates have shown me that they havent matured passed the age of 8. of course, i do not mean to make myself seem like i matured past my years, but com’on. going into the attic to check for supernatural beings? better yet, wearing a mario costume and leaping over a sitting person. and then laughing endlessly about it? not only is it just retarded, it’s just lame. i guess they have nothing else to do on a monday night except act like kids.

so yeah. and what makes this more retarded is that they were all sober…

cheaters. liars. im off the wire.

okay, i know. i have some rhyming skills. haha, idk.

so yeah, what i mean by the title is that basically im tired of all this. i dont understand why i should believe a word some people ever say anymore because of their characters. it just has became so apparent to me that person who accepts cheating as a legitimate way of passing a midterm or lab homework, is obviously not trustworthy. if anything, it is the most direct way to say, “i lie, and i don’t have good morals and/or principles.”

and honestly, im not going crazy. when i hear the shit being talked behind my back 15ft away, i hear it like anyone else would who isnt either deaf or impaired. no doubt. and more ever, knowing when people lie to my face becomes so easy especially when you know that those liars boost before about their strong roommate connection by pulling off lying in someone else’s face a year prior. - and especially when they ask unrelated questions about it and put up that uncomfortable grin.

of course, who the hell wants to admit talking shit behind peoples backs? it would be as if you’re calling yourself a coward, which a strong minded person would never admit. that, i understand.

P.S. why would a person want to boost about how they cheated off, from was to them, a really smart person. i don’t understand how someone could boost about basically telling me that they don't know jack shit so they have to resort to cheating?

no honesty. no trust. fck housemates.
and seriously, what did i ever do wrong?

(P.S.S. im sorry for even writing that “P.S'", this is a blog, not journal.)

inconsiderate.

first off, i’d like to mention that i was being just that about this whole blog. you see, i sorta made a promise to myself that i’d keep updating this journal on some basis (whether daily or weekly) since 10/15. obviously its 10/21. so im 6 days late, no biggie.

anyways. life is horrible. well that is not to say all of it is. what i mean are the people that you met who you thought were something they’re not. confusing? i guess. all that needs to be known is that it all leads to disappointment, and like the kind that doesn’t just target one thing but rather, spreads towards everything (life).

of course, not everyone is like that.
fck inconsiderate housemates.

the unbelievable

com’on school. i want to study already!
by study, i mean chianny. :D

ahhh. one more month!

im really anxious for things to return to the ways i left them. like so anxious that a countdown to (chianny’s) move-in day is in order.

im tired of sleeping by with cold feet these summer nights. that's for sure.

Trapped

there’s nothing that i’m doing, except wasting time. even more time consuming was trying to find a suitable picture, so im settling for a television series ad.

worst luck.

well not that bad, but still. it’s nowhere close to being considered normal. the kicker though is that it seems to continue.

boo! this sucks.

Whoa! Long time no see.

what makes it worst is that i really have nothing to say except that

…CHIANNY!

oh actually i guess it doesn’t make it worst then. that was more than enough to blog about. :D

all aboard.

i recently made a schedule and im currently trying to stick to it. i hope it goes well, both with academically and physically because lately, ive been feeling weak.

my target goal: 155lbs bench and 3 miles under 22 minute; again...

but of course, those are my only troubles. that is, everything else, i.e. chianny, have been and will always be great. forever! ever. ever. ever... just like that picture above :D

she's blind.

pshhh. she's just joking. we're actually like that couple up there. :D clearly.

rewind.

i take that back. i didnt have that feeling anymore because i didnt end up sleeping alone.
:]

cold feet.

that's me thinking about sleeping alone tonight, except without that smile...

mhmmm. i haven't been by myself without her for a while now; with the exception of times of different class schedules. i like keeping things short, so im just going to say sleeping alone tonight is not going to be pleasant.

P.S.
But Valentine's Day was really yummy.

i love Chianny

i love Chianny
i love Chianny
i love Chianny
i love Chianny
i love Chianny
i love Chianny
i love Chianny times infinity more.

-says David