Personal Journal Entry

Hi y’all! My dorky self is back at it again. I had a good week this time around. I played some video games, and honestly, I am hesitant to get a job because I know that after 90 days, they want to fire me—or even sooner than that—and there’s nothing I can do about it. If I could just digitize myself into a video game, I think I would be more successful. Instead, I'm the closet homosexual of Bakersfield. Oh, how the mighty have fallen! I started working out to try to meet a girl, but after getting blocked by the countless men in Bakersfield and having information withheld from me, I've concluded that I'm just a loser in life. Now that I’m a “loser,” and living better than them, those same stupid men from my teens and twenties want to be my “friend” to help me win the game of life. They even offered me free samples of Viagra—not just any Viagra, but the 20-times strength kind—and encouraged me to try it out on every girl in town. But are these people targeting me to set me up with someone attractive? Hell no! They once let a girl named Lisa be my girlfriend or at least try to be. She was 80 pounds overweight and caused a ruckus like there was no tomorrow. I quickly broke up with her after she thought she’d received a lot from me. She doesn’t realize that I donated to her because I felt sorry for a single mother with the mentality of a 10-year-old on drugs, trying to raise three kids. She must honestly think she looks like a model. HAHA!!! =D! I made sure to keep doing my thing because I didn't want to end up entangled with her—exactly what she was trying to do. People see my face and appearance and think I’m naïve and stupid, especially dumb, evil people like Lisa, who overestimate their own intelligence. But I could see right through her. I’m not as naïve as she thinks I am, and I ensured that when we were intimate, I couldn’t get hard because I kept jacking off. The only person I love is my ex-girlfriend Tip; that’s it, no one else! Anyway, back to gaming. I was playing Dawn of War and had a challenging time trying to beat this one mission. As I was engrossed in my game, a woman walked into Starbucks, and the only free comfortable seat was right next to me. She made sure to avoid sitting next to me because of my appearance. People often judge me based solely on that. They never want to get to know me; they just see how I look, make assumptions, and treat me accordingly. So, she ended up sitting somewhere else, and it was uncomfortable for her since the only truly comfortable seat was right next to me. Eventually, she did sit next to me, but across from me. While I was playing, I like to enjoy my game and talk to myself since nobody else talks to me. She thought it was a way to make her like me, which I wasn’t trying to do. When she covered her ears, I got up and got out I'm not taking this shit because the guy next to me is obnoxiously loud and he’s not even good-looking. Why don’t you say something to him? I packed up my things and told her she could take my seat. She just looked at me, and I left in an angry huff. The attendant said, "By Leo," but I never responded. As a handsome man, if you live long enough like I have, you get sick and tired of the B.S. You won’t put up with it anymore, and since you’re good-looking and take all kinds of crap constantly, you end up becoming an old, bitter man. I hate people… just as much as they hate me for my looks!