resolution?

well, it's november! 2 months past. not so quick, though. been trying to stay in tiptop shape, physically and academically. Ups and downs, but I'm praying that the A's and the cheekbones will soon come.

speaking of A's. it's tomorrow right? all the best J2's! take it one at a time. you'll make it through!

Anyways, finally, a resolution.

I got to finally talk to my roommate about his hygiene and his snoring.

I told him in a nice way of course that he snores. how?

me: hey bro (yes, I insist on calling him bro, cos I believe that it has a psychological effect. no questions.) do you know that sometimes when you sleep, you snore and choke? Isn't that dangerous?

roommate: Oh really? I didn't know that? by the way, does my snoring disturb you?

me: actually I'm getting used to it, but for your sake and mine, if you can do something about it that would be great.

but what i was actually trying to say was: THANK GOODNESS YOU'VE COME TO YOUR SENSES.

me: I was actually looking around the pharmacy the other day (and I really did), and I saw some inhalers and nose strips to aid congestion and reduce snoring. Maybe you wanna try those out? Or perhaps get it checked up at the medical center?

roommate: Yeah, I'll do that.

me: That would be great man (of course, again, on purpose.)! Oh, and please, now that you're better, can you clean up your side of the room? cos I think that could be one reason why you fell ill too, like the room wasn't being a conducive place for recovery.

roommate: Yeah I'll do that too.

me: thanks man.

and he sure did clean up. but he still snores.

However, I am optimistic. about the hygiene, at least.

Apparently, my psychological tactics did not work. why?

It was Halloween yesterday, and everybody was in a costume, except for me, of course. Can't be bothered. Besides, it was opening night for the NBA. I wouldn't miss that for a silly halloween parade. but that's besides the point. Well, my roommate did not exactly have a costume, and he just pulled out his bunny ears the other night for another party (yes, mike, he has one too.), so, he used his creativity.

My goodness.

He wore a damn damn tight plain white tanktop, super duper spandex tights that run to the knees, and (gulp) wore his bright red underwear outside. To top it all, he wrapped his navy blue towel around his back, and pinned it below his neck. yes, people, It's a bird, It's a plane...

It's SuperGay.

I almost died.

I wanted to take a picture but I was too traumatized to do anything. I was just stunned.

and he started tiptoeing and bouncing away like a gorilla fairy. Think King Kong in tights doing a pirouette.

I can't bear to talk about this anymore.

I'M OUT!!!