Nobody is joking when they say that this is the longest term of the year. 7 weeks never seemed so long. But I don't really think I started noticing how shot to shit things were until I started having trouble with my room mates. One seems to be an insufferable douchebag since this girl told him that she could never love him. The other one is unintentionally attracting the proverbial girl next door that I would love to be with. Of course she's one of many girls I would love to be with, I am so confused about what I want. But I think that my hate for Cterm came to a crescendo tonight when I went to dinner with the "girl next door" and my whole floor, after telling her that my room mate only sees her as a friend, nothing more (which he does). I sat next to her during dinner, and found that I had nothing to say. Is there anything more depressing? I don't know, but I'm sure that I will find out whether I want to or not.