My roommate makes the most fucking disgusting noises and I can't stand it and ugh he's so gross and every time I look at him I just want to punch him in the face over and over and over again.  I can't wait to be rid of him he's like a fucking blubber red whale who just annoys the shit out of me.

It's bad.  He comes out of his room and I want to tell him to get out of here because his mere presence bothers me.

Soon.  Soon I will be rid of him.  It will be a most glorious day.


I'm still chatting with soon-to-be-first year and...while we're having fun, it is...scary how much he reminds me of the ex.  And that frightens me.  It frightens me more than it should.  Because if I end up getting emotionally attached rather than just having a physical connection...what will happen?  Will it be the same thing where I end up abandoned after a certain period of time?  I know I shouldn't be thinking about this in a sense that he and I will ever actually officially get together, since at this point I do not have that desire, but still.

It scares me.  It scares me more than it should.


I'll probably write more about this later or tomorrow or something.  Gonna go around and look at puppies today.