I am so sick of people on my floor. Most of them act like I don't even exist. They have to be point blank walking into me to even manage to say a 'hello'. Sons of bitches. What am, a wall? Oh sure, I understand that my roommate is more popular than me, but for christ's sake, is it so hard to acknowledge my existence? Can't wait to get out. Two more weeks and then I never have to see their ugly mugs. The only two people I'll miss would be Cloe and Izzy and that's because they freaking know how to treat a human being. The rest? They can rot in hell for all I care.
On a side note, I am exicted about the camping trip with the russian club. They did put me in the same car as Igor, but I don't think it'll be a problem. Anyway, it should be a lot of crazy russian fun. I just need to start learning all the songs.