Yeah.
I'm still loving college. Though I must say that my roommate is a complete loser and I hate class. But I met a great group of people and I've been consistently hanging out with them as well as making a shitload of new friends. I love college. It's really like a new beginning.
Class.. is class. It's really boring and I'm pretty much fulfilling all my core curriculum this year, taking all my requirements with a focus on psychology. It's pretty interesting but my teacher's lectures suck. All my other classes are bullshit, or maybe I'm just really good? I dunno. Maybe it's in the middle. WHATEV.
Roomie... He's a loser. His name's Pierce, from Brooklyn. Or Queens. NO, Brooklyn. Yeah. Anyway. He talks kind of with a shitty guido accent (like that 'you tawkin' ta me?!' shit), and he sits in our room watching tv all day. He falls asleep with the TV on. I guess I'm kind of disgusted just looking at him. Not because he's ugly (he is), but because he's so nauseatingly lethargic. I walked into my room a few nights ago (he was watching tv), fell asleep, woke up, went out to eat, showered, and came back. He was still sleeping at 2 and he fell asleep earlier than I did. And he just got up and turned on the TV. I wanted to throw up. Not to mention he kind of smells and isn't as neat as I'd like him to be. He also fakes drunk. I was high one time and laughing my ass off and he claimed to be 'piss drunk', but all he did was stare at me like I'm some kind of retard. And I was just laughing! So I KNOW he wasn't drunk. He just annoys me overall.
So, you probably noticed that I said 'i was high' in the preceeding paragraph. I was. If you have anything to say about it, don't. Fuck you. I can't stand anti-druggies. I'm not smoking every day and it's really not that serious. I'm not 'escaping anything' other than sobriety and I don't sit on my ass all day and smoke weed. And yes, I'm on top of my schoolwork and I study my fucking ass off. School is the most important thing to me and I would never jeapordize that by slacking off. Especially because of smoking.
That's about it.
Class.. is class. It's really boring and I'm pretty much fulfilling all my core curriculum this year, taking all my requirements with a focus on psychology. It's pretty interesting but my teacher's lectures suck. All my other classes are bullshit, or maybe I'm just really good? I dunno. Maybe it's in the middle. WHATEV.
Roomie... He's a loser. His name's Pierce, from Brooklyn. Or Queens. NO, Brooklyn. Yeah. Anyway. He talks kind of with a shitty guido accent (like that 'you tawkin' ta me?!' shit), and he sits in our room watching tv all day. He falls asleep with the TV on. I guess I'm kind of disgusted just looking at him. Not because he's ugly (he is), but because he's so nauseatingly lethargic. I walked into my room a few nights ago (he was watching tv), fell asleep, woke up, went out to eat, showered, and came back. He was still sleeping at 2 and he fell asleep earlier than I did. And he just got up and turned on the TV. I wanted to throw up. Not to mention he kind of smells and isn't as neat as I'd like him to be. He also fakes drunk. I was high one time and laughing my ass off and he claimed to be 'piss drunk', but all he did was stare at me like I'm some kind of retard. And I was just laughing! So I KNOW he wasn't drunk. He just annoys me overall.
So, you probably noticed that I said 'i was high' in the preceeding paragraph. I was. If you have anything to say about it, don't. Fuck you. I can't stand anti-druggies. I'm not smoking every day and it's really not that serious. I'm not 'escaping anything' other than sobriety and I don't sit on my ass all day and smoke weed. And yes, I'm on top of my schoolwork and I study my fucking ass off. School is the most important thing to me and I would never jeapordize that by slacking off. Especially because of smoking.
That's about it.