Lancemc
Blue Crack Addict
Ok, I have hated this guy all semester. He's just a goofy, emotionless, unbelievably annoying, disgusting, messy son of a bitch. I can barely tolerate his presence, but we manage to get along cordially, if only just.
And he so many weird quicks, unlikeable personality traits, and unspeakably disgusting habits, but this thing he did right now just reminds me that I'm living in an insane asylum disguised as a dorm floor. At least half of the people living here are as crazy or much crazier than my roommate. But this is what just happened.
I'm sitting here at my desk, as I have been for the past hour and a half, with him at his desk next to me, the big light in the ceiling turned on. His friend (who I doubt actually likes him) comes to the door and says "We're leaving now." I don't know where they're going. I don't care where they're going. I try to speak to him as little as possible at any given time. So he stands there awkwardly (everything he does is awkward) and says "alright." Still standing there...(pause)..."alright."
He turns, grabs his keys, and begins to walk out the door. And just before he completely leaves the room, he reaches back and flicks off the room light. So here I am, sitting in the dark, completely in shock at how fucking weird and socially retarded this kid is. I mean, have I not been sitting here peacefully the past hour and a half? Have I not seamed completely content with the levels of light in the room? Is there some reason he felt inclined to turn off my light just because he left? What the fuck is up with that? Nobody on the planet does that without at least saying "Oh, silly me, I'm sorry Lance I forgot you were there, would you like me to keep the light on?"
No. Awkward pause. Grab keyes. Open door. *flick* Off he goes into the night.
And I'm not making this out to be the be-all-end-all act of disbehavior, it's just one of the millions of little things that makes me go, "What the fuck is wrong with you, buddy?" And why can't you just leave one day and never come back?
And he so many weird quicks, unlikeable personality traits, and unspeakably disgusting habits, but this thing he did right now just reminds me that I'm living in an insane asylum disguised as a dorm floor. At least half of the people living here are as crazy or much crazier than my roommate. But this is what just happened.
I'm sitting here at my desk, as I have been for the past hour and a half, with him at his desk next to me, the big light in the ceiling turned on. His friend (who I doubt actually likes him) comes to the door and says "We're leaving now." I don't know where they're going. I don't care where they're going. I try to speak to him as little as possible at any given time. So he stands there awkwardly (everything he does is awkward) and says "alright." Still standing there...(pause)..."alright."
He turns, grabs his keys, and begins to walk out the door. And just before he completely leaves the room, he reaches back and flicks off the room light. So here I am, sitting in the dark, completely in shock at how fucking weird and socially retarded this kid is. I mean, have I not been sitting here peacefully the past hour and a half? Have I not seamed completely content with the levels of light in the room? Is there some reason he felt inclined to turn off my light just because he left? What the fuck is up with that? Nobody on the planet does that without at least saying "Oh, silly me, I'm sorry Lance I forgot you were there, would you like me to keep the light on?"
No. Awkward pause. Grab keyes. Open door. *flick* Off he goes into the night.
And I'm not making this out to be the be-all-end-all act of disbehavior, it's just one of the millions of little things that makes me go, "What the fuck is wrong with you, buddy?" And why can't you just leave one day and never come back?
) broke down and flooded the kitchen when i tried to drain it. 
So true, so true!
