Xab came to visit me yesterday. Sometimes I don't like him visiting me because I get out of the capitalist drone mindset. I'm happy when he's around then I think why do I have to be depressed, wasting my time in college, not learning anything when I could be happy with Xab and actually doing something in the world. I really hate college. It's such a bore. Maybe I'm in the wrong major. I'm starting to think I should switch into sociology so I can learn more about why the world is messed up (my favorite pasttime) but I dunno. I just want to get out of school. I think I can learn more as soon as I get out of studying in undergrad.

Maybe I really need to just meet new people. I don't know. I really just want to get this over with. Which kind of sucks because I'm only in my second year.

Hmm... my house was flooded. But before that, my brother was cleansed of the demon that was possessing him. The day he turned 14 he began acting nicer. He was actually pleasant to be around. I haven't seen this in person but that's what everyone tells me. Then one day, my brother flushed the toilet and something weird happened with the pipes underground and flooded most of the house. (Again, I haven't seen this in person but from what everyone tells me in person, it's bad.) The carpet in three of the rooms had to be ripped out, the bottom of the walls had to be stripped and I really don't know if they have a working bathroom. The insurance is paying for most of it though. My mom is really stressed out but I keep telling her that it's hard now but everything will be nice when it's finished. My brother turned into a semi-asshole again. My theory is right that whatever is possessing him is coming from the ground - manholes, toilet pipes. He thinks he's to blame for the wreckage but he covers it up by acting like a jerk. He's just stressed out. When little kids are going through stress they forget how to use the bathroom. My brother just forgets how to be nice.

He was staying at FCs for the weekend since the house is hazardous for asthmatics. My bro really LOVES her baby. He likes holding her and kissing her. I don't know about him. Sometimes he's an ass but he really adores babies. He probably likes this one because she's dark (like my side of the family) and has a lot of hair (like my bro; he was a hairy baby.)

I get to go home this weekend. I haven't been home in a month (which means I really haven't eaten anything substantial in a while). Wow, yesterday we went to eat out and I was so full that my stomach hurt from being full. I mean, not like full... but it felt like my stomach wasn't used to being full so it was hurting. Seriously, I need to learn how to cook. Xab was suppose to make me sinigang yesterday but he thought I already had the meat and vegetables and the mix but I didn't. He told me that we could just go to Ralph's and buy it. Yeaah, right. They don't know what Filipino food in the Ralph's across the street. They only have Americanized Asian food. *sigh* I really miss sinigang.