All he does is come in here and B**** about everything. He'll wake me up at 4 in the morning bragging about how much money he made gambling, the night before a test. He makes fun of me for studying. Needlessly to say he's failing out of the easiest D*** class's this school has to offer. If the semester hadn't been almost over I don't know what I would do. I'm just going to life off campus with my grandmother who I have lived with for the past 5 years. I hate the A**. The sad thing about it is. He use to be my best friend in high school because we played baseball and basketball together.