League of Legends. What a truly horrible game. I was addicted to it last semester, until I decided to take a drastic step and uninstall it from my computer. My addiction was BAD, like 2.5-4 hours a day bad. And i think i peaked in terms of skill at the time i quit. Decided to play it for funsies on my roommates computer. Won the first game, like DESTROYED these kids. And it was like crack cocaine (not that i’d actually know what thats like). Now, i have to fight off the urges to reinstall that game to my computer, my life is so much better without it, but now i understand a little bit better why people find it so difficult to quit their habits, if quitting some stupid game is this difficult, how much more so is it to quit drinking or smoking? Empathetic Johnny.

I had one last night. I was on the toilet. Completely naked, which is weird cuz i never do that. And there were like 3 other people in the bathroom with me. I wanted to clothe myself or something but….that would mean standing up to get clothes, which would mean exposing myself…. No recollection of how either I or the other people got there. No explanation as to why they were there. They were knitting btw. Someone should Joseph my dream.

For a goodbye sort of deal we went bowling. There was 2 lanes of 6 people each. We decided after the first game we would bet something like slurpees. 1st game of betting, i’m doing horribly, by the 8th frame i have a total of 54 points. My team is not happy with me. Well guess what frame 9, strike. Frame ten, Strike. Second part of frame ten, strike. last one i gutter balled, but it doesnt matter because i doubled my points in the last two frames, can anyone say Tebow Time? This happened again in the 2nd game of betting, except exchange some strikes with spares, but still. In the clutch, I pulled through. Today was a good day. oh, and WE ADVANCED IN THE PLAYOFFS CHYEAH BOYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GO BRONCOS.

Anthony, my youth pastor, whom most of boston should be sick of hearing about by now will be closing his restaurant doors soon. =(. I’m glad I got to grab at least one more meal this break before I have to go back to school. My stomach is damn near about to explode. Nobody makes Italian food quite like you do Anthony Sarlo. And thank you for always hooking it up whenever we go there, I swear, garlic knots and zeppole, sometimes even cannoli’s, on the house. Everytime. Best italian food you can find at the most affordable prices, made with love and care. How do you beat that? Love this guy.

I have uninstalled League of Legends. What a terribly addictive game.

And I shall restrain myself from ever visiting Reddit again.

My hope is that getting rid of these two things will free up my time, so that I may spend it with those whom I love. This should also give me back time to read.

I handled several firearms today. My first time firing one. Possibly one of the most cathartic moments I’ve had in a long time. I can truly understand why rednecks love being rednecks. Turns out i’m pretty good with a shotgun, I hit the clay pigeons 80% of the time.

When my struggling/sinning starts to magnify God. It doesn’t really feel that good, but I’m going to try and keep doing it anyways.

Me: Hey abe, we have this same black and white plaid shirt, where did you get your’s from?

Abe: I think its the gap or something, what about you?

Me: My mom got it for me, so i’m not too sure, but i think its like kmart, or kohl’s or something.

Abe: **Laughs**

me(thoughts): wait, that wasn’t a joke. is he laughing because he thinks i’m poor?!?

I should’ve made a rage comic, but this is much easier.

Season is over. Well that’s alright I suppose. I am incredibly proud of everyone that played, through all the mistakes that we made and through the AWESOME triumphs we had too. Looks like its time for to start working out again so we can be champs senior year……amirite or amirite?

I have had more than my fair share of odd dreams, however, last night is odd in its own way in that it was simple yet completely different than anything I’ve ever dreamt.

I fell from the 3rd story of some house and simultaneously broke every single bone in my body. Then I dreamt I was in a coma for 6 days. Maybe it doesnt sound that weird, but think about it. I dreamt that I was in a coma and then woke from that coma in a dream.

Maybe it only sounds weird to me?