Le Cringe Factor

   I'm usually at peace with my past relationships, whether they're serious ones, semi-serious, or flings. I do believe that people who come and go at our lives always teach us something about ourselves. But lately, there's this one person who just makes my skin crawl whenever I remember that we actually dated.
*cringe cringe cringe*
He never became my boyfriend, and for a couple good reasons:

1.  He smokes. (No offense to my smoker friends. I just prefer that my guy does not smoke if he is to hang out with mi familia- none of my parents ever smoked, my two brothers are asthmatics like you wouldn't believe, and cigarettes reminds me of my fat, good-for-nothing godfather who didn't know that his ciggie burned my hand when I was younger.)
2.  Ever since we agreed to start going out, he stayed at Mineski most of the time.
3.  He spent so much time playing computer games that every time we hang out at his place, he just wants to sleep. And sleep. And sleep. Instead of us catching up, debating about stuff, or exchanging stories like we used to.
4.  He doesn't live up to the things he says he'd do: he said he's studying hard to be a Dean's Lister but started cutting classes and just spending time at Mineski. I actually don't mind if he likes playing computer games, but to the point that he's sacrificing his time with other people (excluding moi) and his studies, it was such a TOTAL TURNOFF.
5. Mind games. FUCKIN' MIND GAMES.
6. He thinks it's cool to wear the "cool" and "indifferent" personality when he's around my family. (Too bad my mom saw right through him LOL) He didn't even bother to have a conversation with my mom when I invited him and Sammie Bear to watch my sister's play. He was so stiff and formal. I hated it.

 Anyway, it is my current misfortune to have him as my classmate this term in Spanish class. And he just had to take a seat near mine. I wouldn't mind his presence since everything was over last year, but... *shudder* I swear, everytime- and I mean EVERY TIME- we're having writing exercises or lectures, he gives out a really long burp or two. And he doesn't do it discreetly. *cringe cringe cringe*

 I don't know if he's unaware that we're not in Saudi Arabia, or maybe he thinks it's OK coz he's a guy.
 I don't mind people belching when they do it at home or in the company of equally belch-worthy friends- but during Spanish class??

 And when he says "oh my gahd" when he's frustrated- his voice for some reason gets high-pitched and annoying like a little girl's. I have no idea where he got that habit. Oh, and the fact he thinks that all of the statistics that Barney Stinson spouts off in How I Met Your Mother are valid???
 And my friends were SO right about him being pervy and sexist.
Ugh. ICK. So much regret. Bleargh.

WHY DID I EVER.

Awkward Turtle