Oh hey, I'm a college student!

Fatass studying... or looking
at online porn. Disgusting.

So it appears that after a week of pushing his diseased meat into his girlfriend, Fatass has realized that he actually has to try in order to pass and graduate this year. So normally, you'd think that he'd go into a study lab or something so that he could have complete quiet. However, as you all know by now, he's a complete inconsiderate jackass that doesn't deserve to live, so Bitchface is over here quizzing him, which means I have to listen to both of them. Thank heavens for iTunes.

So yeah, they're both sitting on the bed, and after a few hours of not studying and watching cartoons at an obnoxious volume, I'm back from dinner and here they are. Maybe I should be just give them the giant fuck you and blare my music while he tries to study. Lord knows he deserves it.

I don't even know why he bothers to acknowledge me, because I don't have the time or the desire to talk to him. If I do, it's only an excuse for him to open his cakehole. So on the average day, he asks me, "How was your day?" Fine. As someone who's not a douchebag, I'm obliged to ask about his, but I attempt to do it in a way that indicates I clearly don't care. Every single day, he replies, "Not too too bad." I wish this would be all he says to me, but no. He feels the need to try to further converse. Last night was just plain old fucking goofy, because I was settling into bed after putting my laptop down on my desk, and he goes "Good morning." What? I just ignore it, thinking he's talking in his sleep. Then he goes, "I didn't wake you, did I?" What the fuck??????

Only two and a half weeks and then finals left, then I can finally dismiss him from my life.

Permanent. Deletion.