My roommate is officially a weirdo. He honestly does not have friends here, and it's by his own choosing. He stays in the room, plays video games, watches youtube videos about gaming, goes on gaming forums, goes on facebook and does his homework. He seriously self-ostracizes. Oh, and then he complains about how our floor doesn't include him, which absolute fucking bullshit. I mean sure, I'm not gonna invite him on lunch dates with my friends, or out partying or to smoke a bowl, but jesus, when the floor's studying in the lounges or the halls, he can join us. Oh, but he can't stand the mention of anything sexual, or... GOD FORBID HOMOSEXUAL! Or drugs and drinking for that matter. I mean, obviously we're not always taking about those subjects, but they come into our conversation relatively often.
AND THIS ISN'T FUCKING ELEMENTARY SCHOOL! Make your own god damn fucking friends on your own god damn fucking time. I don't have to include anybody in anything. It's called being an adult.
Oh, and on another subject, remember that kid Logan I talked about? Douchebag fucking rejected me. I asked him on a date, and he said no. Who says no to a date? It's a free plate of food, and it's just going out as friends. A date doesn't mean anything - it's just testing the waters and hanging out as friends. I mean, I don't care that he doesn't fancy me. No, rather, I'm pissed off that he didn't even want to try! Like, motherfucking OUCH! What the worst part is, is he totally led me on. Did triple takes on me, looked at me sneakily via window reflections and became a vegetarian for two days for me. And I obviously made it clear I liked the kid. I called him cute, complemented what he was wearing. I was upfront and clear. And the douche couldn't even tell me otherwise? I wouldn't have wasted my time inviting him to parties and giving him free booze. Fuck dat.
Oh, and Logan likes this kid from east bumfuck Maine. Who has a bad chin line, smirks, has squinty eyes, and an unfortunate nose. It's much too wide, and pokes up too much, like a pig. AND HE'S OBNOXIOUSLY GAY, WHICH IS WHAT LOGAN SAID HE DISLIKED IN A GUY! Fucking hypocritical douche.
And what's even worse is the fact that his friend told me he's "really picky". Uhm, fuck that. He likes a pig-faced twat from east bumfuck Maine. And not me? I have pedigree - I come from a very reputable family, I'm cultured and have been bred with a sense of taste; I understand cuisine, textiles and clothing, I can appreciate music, I'm well read and I'm intelligent. What's more is the fact that I'm physically attractive. Sure, I'm not being modest, and in normal circumstances, I would. But I'm being candid right now - I find myself attractive. I have a good jaw line, a nice chin, a proportional nose, I have really pretty eyes, really nice eye lashes, I have straight teeth and I'm fit and thin. I have really nice legs and I have well proportioned extremities. My hands and feet are a good size.
I mean sure, we were probably destined to not be romantically compatible, but it was a date. A DATE! And how dare anyone call him "picky". The douche bag may act pretentious, but he obviously can't differentiate between someone of class and a country bumpkin.