Jim planned to hang with me tonight but he flaked so now I’m at home, tired as fuck, and on top of that, I’m sexiled from my room and can’t sleep in my room because “I invented sex” by Trey Songz is being blasted while I’m in the living room writing this.

As of right now, I have 958 friends on Facebook. Even though it’s some bullshit number count on my profile, some people might look at me and think “wow, you have a lot friends if you know that many people!” Some people think it’s amazing I know this many people and yeah I actually have met all these people at least once but even knowing up to 1000 people in my life doesn’t change the fact I still feel lonely. Give or take I talk to about 10 people whom I consider “good friends” I’ll still feel like I’m missing something or someone. The only reason I feel like this is because I’m so greedy and selfish and keep wanting more. More food, money, more clothes, more games, more girls, and in this case, more friends. I don’t know why I can never be satisfied with what I have and I’m always striving to find more. It can be a good thing because I’m always out there eager to meet new people and enter their lives and maybe make a positive impact sometime in their life but at the same time, I don’t seem to feel content with what I have and what I’ve done for my friends. I’ve been trying to change my selfish habits and others have noticed slight improvement but I haven’t noticed anything that has really made me happy. Maybe I just need more time. Or maybe I will never completely change. So fuck you.

It’s 5 AM and I couldn’t sleep so I decided to stay up and study for my midterm. The class is called “Discrete Time Signal and Systems” which is basically a bunch of math applied to engineering applications. I used to love doing math back when I was a kid, which was why I chose to study engineering. But after taking a class like this, I’ve come to realize I hate doing math and I don’t want to take Fourier transforms of input signals as a career. Fuck this shit. Diablo 3 servers are down and I’d rather be pissed at farming gold than taking convolutions of a Z-transform.

Okay, so leveling from 1-60 was fun, entertaining, and so easy to kill. I just hit 60 today and I’m at the hardest difficulty, Inferno, and I can’t even get passed the first mobs who 2 shot me. I fucking hate this game now because it’s so fucking hard and I can’t do shit except cry and wish my life didn’t suck. Fuck this!!!!

I unlinked my tumblr from my Facebook status updates more than a year ago because I tried to keep my Facebook as “professional” as possible. It hasn’t really helped much since I still write stupid shit on my status updates, people’s walls, and take stupid pictures but it’s okay; I’m young, unemployed, and don’t give a fuck about anything except money.

I want to keep my tumblr connected to my Facebook so people can find me and follow me and I can follow them back and laugh at how much their life sucks when they reblog stupid and repetitive things about life like bro tips or did you kno. But I don’t want the risk of something happening like a future employer happens to come across my tumblr and sees how it is vulgar and inappropriate which could cost me my job and I would totally get screwed over on life.

The only way I find new people to follow me is if I find their tumblr link on their Facebook profile, I click “follow,” and hopefully if they can recognize who I am through my tumblr, they’ll follow me back. It never works but whatever I can still read the stupid reblogs about “shit that blows” and laugh at how their insecurity can be described simply through a reblogged photo. I love laughing at people.

Three more weeks or so until my third year is over.

Because Diablo 3 came out this week, I’ve devoted all my time to slaying bitches and leveling with friends. I lost motivation to meeting aphio pledges since I only have like 5 left to sign so I’m just going to shorten the interviews and then I can have more time to grind up to level 60 and be an ultimate badass.

My uncle hooked it up with Diablo 3 for free because he has a friend who works at Blizzard and receives keys all the time. So I always get free Blizzard games before they come out. Anyway, I never played any of the previous Diablo’s so this game is a whole new learning experience therefore making a noob. I didn’t know what class to roll so I picked the coolest looking one which was the Witch Doctor. I ran around, slayed some bitches, and had to figure out what I was casting and shit. I’m getting used to the gameplay a bit but holy shit it’s so fun just slaying bitches left and right nonstop and not giving a fuck. I’m glad I only have one more midterm which is in two weeks and summer’s coming up so I’m going to be up all the time slaying bitches with friends.

I started reading Harry Potter in like 4th grade. I read up to Goblet of Fire then stopped at the fifth one in junior high because I got super lazy. I still bought the books as the series continued and never opened them to read a single word except maybe “the.” Since I’m super bored and have a short attention span on many things, I guess I’ll take up a different hobby and finish the series like I was supposed to when I was a kid. Yeah!

I hate not being able to sleep at night and all I want to do is hang out with someone but everyone is either asleep or on Facebook doing nothing.

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I have such good friends.

With Derrick Rose out, the only hope I have is for Miami Heat to take the Eastern Conference Finals and win the NBA Championship. Lebron deserves that ring after however many years and this year will be the start of the Miami Heat dynasty winning multiple championships because Lebron, D. Wade, and Bosh tearing shit up. Hell yeah!!!!

One of my favorite things about aphio pledging season is meeting the pledges; more importantly, freshman pledges. The moment one of them says “I’m a first year blah blah blah. I dorm blah blah. I’m a noob blah blah blah” my jaws drop with excitement because I know from that point on, we will become good friends. It’s because I know they’ll hook it up with the meal swipes when I’m dying of starvation, which is basically every day. After devouring ourselves at Brandywine and getting food comas, we become closer and share our life stories, bond, make fun of other people, and gossip about how I hate certain bitches. I love freshman.