Roommate Rant

So I thought having crazy roommate removed from here would be awesome. And hell, it has been awesome. But its getting shitty again, thanks to the other roommate. What I hated most, well iono about most but a lot, about the crazy guy was that he would tell me everything. Like fuck, I don't give a shit about some random conversation you had with some idiot stranger today, go tell your mother about it or something. But hes gone, and I thought I was free of this constant prattle. Turns out I was wrong. My other roommate now, for whatever reason, wont shut the fuck up. Hes insanely annoying. Hes like an awkward douchebag. Like he doesnt know how to interact with people, but for some reason he feels fine around me, and it turns out hes just a self centered ass. Its been goin on basically since crazy was removed, an my temper is getting really really short. Yesterday for example, he comes back from the dining hall with like 5 oranges or so. An he says, "I brought back 5 oranges."......................"ok" I respond. and he says to me, "you never bring back fruit do you." I don't, I happen to hate hording food in my room, it attracts mice/insects/pests and whatnot. So anyway I respond, "no, no I dont." but he persists! "well why dont you?" in this scathing, condescending voice. And at this point im done, I snap back "why the fuck do you care? its my fucking decision what and when I eat things. how do my eating habits affect you in any way imaginable?" and he pauses, then has the balls to respond with "you should bring back fruit," in the same asshole tone. So then I really flip out, no I dont get violent, but i tell him to take his fucking oranges to the corner and go fuck himself. probably a little too far. he seemed kind of hurt. tried to make some feeble comeback a few minutes later, he really sucks at using profanity, i repsonded quickly and he finally shutup after that. just now though he walks in the room. stands there in the doorway. "i went to the beach, among other places." *silence* he just stands there. finally i roll my eyes an reply, "...good." seriously iono wtf this is. im not friendly to these people, im in no way friends with them, if anything i fuckin hate them, yet tehy feel the fucking need to tell me every fucking detail about their lives. i really really really really really really really really really fucking hate this place. god i hope LA has better people than this.