I hate my roommate

So anyway, I really hate my roommate. He doesn't smell that great, showers like once a week, never studies, and doesn't talk to me at all. Which is fine, whatever, since I don't want to talk to him anyway. Seriously, the only time he ever leaves his room is when he has class, which amazes me that he even goes because I never see him do any homework! Now the school I go to isn't exactly the easiest place in the world either, since it is at least 75% engineering students. So how could he possibly be passing all of his classes if he's not doing the work??? And it's not like he does the work outside of class either, since I know his schedule every day and I know when he's going to walk in that door. I mean, I have at least 2 hours of homework every night, and here I look behind me and see him reading on fanfiction.net for 8 hours straight EVERY SINGLE DAY. And on top of that, he has horrible communication skills. Before I left for home one weekend, I said to him, "Have a good weekend," and the response I got was, "eh." That's it. Those were the only words exchanged between us for 2 weeks! I think that's the last time that I actually said anything to him, and that was 3 weeks ago! It doesn't matter anyway, I'm getting out of this room in one month and moving in with a much better friend of mine. I couldn't bear to take another semester of this.