Alright, I don't remember when this was last updated and I'm doing a blanket entry in notepad, so not only am I bored, but I'm lazy as well. So we'll start up at the most interesting recent event I can remember and work from there.

Brian and I split. For good. We're still stuck together, since he can't afford food and I can't cook much... but then I met my roommates. I thought I was stuck in a room with three horribly loud girls who would get on my last nerve within days of my moving in, (which is why the agreement that I would buy food and Brian would cook even came about,) but alas, Ngoc (pronounced "na") and Ashley are awesome, and Lashae is pretty cool for a teenager. So now I'm trying to figure out how to balance Brian's whiny-ness with my desire to spend time with my awesome roommates... closest I can come is to have dinner downstairs with the girls and Brian. I get that Brian doesn't have tons of friends around now that his buds are all moving to the four corners of the Earth (state, technically, but might as well) yet he's been on me since I got here to go make friends, and now that I've got people besides him I wanna hang out with and he's the one whining. It's frustrating and not endearing him to me in the slightest.

I skipped things... Brian and I had to spend break together because his friends are moving. The impression I got from that situation is that the guys kept giving the money to one roommate dude so that he would pay the bills, which he didn't, and the money somehow disappeared... which is suspect because this dude just hooked up with a spoiled bitch. Personally, I'm of the opinion that this girl is just with him because she's feeling old (mid-twenties and dumb as a rock) and therefore desperate to get married, and since this is his first real relationship there's no telling him as much. Anyway, my point was that I expected break to be horrible since it was a month long, but it worked out pretty well up until that last week and a half. At that point, somehow "yea, sure I'll help" got twisted in his brain to "yea, I'll do everything you assume I will because you don't feel like it, and I'll take your orders, just don't forget to say them as if you were talking to a dog or I won't understand" ... rawr... fer srs... and then the whining crybaby bullshit started and I wanted to smother him with a pillow.

Enough of Brian. I'm gonna not spend so much time with him for a while and see if he's chilled out afterward. Back to my roommates. I share a room with Ngoc, she and I are like the parents of the room. She's the good girl to my slightly naughty, so we work well when 'Shae starts getting hyped up. Ashley's like... the lunatic cousin that everyone likes, I guess... she gets into a zone when she gets online (like I do), but then she gets off and does her crafts and her drawings and other manners of awesomeness. Shae is the youngest of us, and has some habits that I could see getting on my nerves in the worst way, but I'm trying to control that. She is still essentially a good person.

My teachers are great, too. Last term I had a crazy, awesome Algebra teacher, so because he isn't teaching the next Algebra class this term I'm waiting for that for next term (winter) and taking Composition 2 with his wife, who is equally crazy and awesome. My HR Management teacher is a bit boring, but she's nice enough to give us options rather than forcing us shy peoples to stand up and do oral presentations. Intro to Business is the class I think I'm going to enjoy most. The teacher is nuts, full of stories, (kinda looks like this guy), and reminds me a bit of my mom. Fun times.

OH! And I'm writing again... sort of... it's okay so far, but I've only got about three pages just now, so it's a little early to tell. If I ever get enough scraped together that doesn't suck ogre ass I'll post it.

Later