HFCS: effika’s blog

Some people just ooze negativity. Charles is one of those people. He complains about everything. Nothing is ever good enough. Nobody is ever as good as he wants. The longer that I’m around him the worse my mood gets. Yet here I am. He’s in the same room with me complaining about more crap. I don’t leave. Why? Because if I leave it’ll cause a disruption and Ryan will wonder what’s wrong.

I’m so glad now that I’m not going to be in the same apartment that he’s living in. I’d love to move in with Ryan and Paul. It’d be very nice if I could live with those two. That won’t happen, though. Charles is in the third bedroom that should be mine, since Ryan doesn’t want to move in with me. Even though I’m going to be renting a shitty apartment for in a bad part of town for way too high a price, I’m glad that I’m not going to be living in the same apartment as Charles. He’s been annoying me all day since he came over about 6pm. Things were fine and then he showed up. 30 minutes later I’m in a shitty mood. I can’t get out of it now. Not while he’s here, and probably not until after I go to sleep.

He takes the laptop, he steals Paul’s chair, he complains about everything, and now he wants to be a doctor. He doesn’t realize he’s too dumb to be a doctor. He’s not even average intelligence.

I wonder why the fuck we let him around us.