You are what you hate...

My bastard of a roomate, Mike, is pissing me off. Not only does he use MY dishes and leae them laying around, not only does he eat my food -- and not just eat, but put ricotta cheese and honey in my vanilla icecream and EAT OUT OF THE BOX -- with out asking, not only is he an inconsiderate whiny little stuck-up only-child rotten brat, but he has the FUCKING NERVE to hide my copy of "Ender's Game." Apparently he thought it was Chris's, and after throwing it into Chris's room once and telling him not to 'leave his shit on the counter,' he thought it'd be cute to hide it under the sink. I did not know about this, because he didn't have the fucking presence of mind to consider that the book wasn't Chris's. I just found it under the sink after looking all fucking day for it. It wouldn't bother me so much, even being that I'm READING the book, but I GOT that book as a GIFT from a very dear friend of mine, who sent it all the way across the fucking country!

I had half a mind to wake him up now (flying in the face of his post-it asking not to be disturbed after 1am), and give him a piece of my mind. Instead I wrote him a little note:

If you touch my stuff again, I'll break your fucking hand. Ender's Game was mine, thanks so much for hiding it.

I find I'm getting irritated alot more, lately. That irritates me. I don't know if situations conspire against me, or if i'm just becoming an irritable cynic...

I don't like that possibility.

! |-|4v3 teh ph33r

There is a corruption of l33+sp34k out there which my brother, Josh, has dubbed n00bsp34k, used mainly by 12-year old AOLers. I ph33r putting this up here, but... Translator.

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I have anger.
Mostly at myself, I think.
I can't do anything right.

Trying to use Photoshop upset me. I can't get it to do anything. At all.
I have a power point presentation to do t'morrow, and that's all it, too. At least i got THAT to do SOMETHING.

Not all is shit today. Saw Meg for the first time in over a month... she seemed to think my voice had gotten deeper. There was a joke we shared about that, but it doesn't seem so funny at the moment. I'm also feeling more confident about the Software Development Project we have, but I'm still afraid my grade in that class is going to hurt.

I can't get up the motivation to do anything.
I don't like feeling this way.