It's official. All the papers have been signed and I handed them in. I move out on wednesday. I feel bad though, 'cause I could tell C.C.Ian was way bummed. He said he could tell I was on edge the last few weeks, but he had hoped I would get over it after christmas break. Maybe I would've, but two weeks later I would be in the same spot I am now....so that wouldn't have worked. So it's good that I'm out of this situation, but I feel bad that I've kinda screwed C.C.Ian. I think he's going to transfer out next year, though....so it isn't that huge of a deal.
You know what's the best part about moving out? I finally got to tell off the annoying freshman roommate. It's about 3:30am right now and the cool freshman roommate is in bed and has to get up at 5:30 for work at 6 tomorrow. So what does the annoying freshman roommate do? He gets up, turns on the big overhead light and watches t.v. Now, the cool freshman roommate is too nice to say anything, but I'm not.
me: "You have to be the worst roommate possible."
annoying: "what?"
me: "dude, it's 3am and brian has to work at 6am tomorrow. You have the light on. How the heck is he supposed to sleep?"
annoying: "oh yea, sorry."
I mean seriously. He has no respect for anybody else. Thank goodness I'll get away from him. Sheesh.