It's the end of the world as we know it...and I feel fiiiiiiiiiine

After Christmas Fuckwit is dropping out of college and moving back home. Well, technically, he's dropped out now. But he's still taking a couple courses and hoping he doesn't get kicked out of residence. Would it be so bad if I sent an anonymous letter to the manager? Yes, I suppose it would, as both April and Fuckwit would know I sent it.

I mean, I never liked the guy. At first it was a sort of jealousy thing, but that turned into //hey, he's really a big asshole who doesn't deserve to lick the shit from her shoes...//.

I'm not-so-secretly jumping for joy about the whole thing. It's mean, but it's true. I'm sad for April, who for some unforseeable reason likes the guy, even though he gives her the second rate treatment. He didn't even try this year, skipping most of his classes and not doing any of his work. Gee, that's an indication about the rest of his life right there!

I'm hoping she dumps him before Christmas, but I don't know if it will happen. I'll just continue to smile my chesire cat smile on the inside, looking forward to the day that Fuckwit isn't around.