Work On Your Own Terms

Control. I aim to have full control over my life. 

In my mind, I have so many thoughts constantly popping up every now and then. I think about girls, cars, big houses, vacations to tropical islands & a successful career.

Ever since I was eighteen years old, I had this dream of living the upper class lifestyle. Being rich, in my opinion, isn’t about having bragging rights. I like being rich because of the security benefits. Let me explain:

In movies and television shows aimed for a teenage audience, there’s usually that one geeky or nerdy wallflower guy or girl that comes off as shy and insecure. That was me three years ago. I was seventeen, a senior in a public high school. I wasn’t the best dressed or the most “popular” kid at school. I didn’t play any sports, and I certainly never went to any school dances, including prom…

Now, to clarify any preconceived opinions or notions, I don’t exactly know what it feels like to have a smooth transition between middle school and college. Many teens had a great time in high school. They could easily provide strong, concrete, reasonable evidence that proves that high school is not that bad.

We live in a big world. Everyone has a right to their own opinion. God Bless America

I’m the oldest of three. I’m supposed to be the one to set an example. But, what happens when the oldest rebels against the K-12 education system? Failure. That’s what happens.

Like a fallen angel, I fell down, down into an abysmal pit of nothingness. I was overweight and lonely. I hated life, and I wanted to kill myself.

Why do kids go through things like this? Can’t the world just be perfect?

I was expecting to feel relieved from the traumatic stress induced by the social pressure of being a high school student. Nothing changed. I remember feeling that I was stupid,  and for that reason, I didn’t finish high school.

I got over it because, well, I’m a bad ass…

Eventually, I realized that I’m not stupid for leaving high school on such a short notice. I graduated on my own terms. I earned my high school diploma on my own terms. My high school story will be forever ingrained in the hearts of the teachers, students, peers who I came across throughout the years that I attended high school.

I am writing this to inform and maybe inspire anyone who has ever felt like the life decisions they made were morally wrong because everyone else told them so. I defied the public high school system, and I feel happier. So walk your own path. If you have to rebel, do it. If your parents aren’t happy with what you’re doing, prove them wrong. In the end, none of these conflicts will matter. Make the most of what you have. Stay strong young king or queen. Money is my solution. Find yours.

 

 

New Beginnings

We are living in a time of 24/7 connectivity, a time where many people own smartphones, tablets, gaming systems, and virtual reality headsets. Online Dating is at an upward trend; (there is literally a myriad of online dating apps available on Google Play and The App Store). Photos have become digital. And, thanks to our technological advances, all of our memories can easily be saved on a flash drive.

Memories of our lives, of our deeds, and of our works will continue in others. You don’t need a flash drive to save them.

I live my life the way I choose to live it just as you do the same. If I were to die today, I don’t think I would be too happy with the legacy I leave behind.

In other words, I believe that most of us live our lives by what the media, our teachers, our parents, and/or our friends and neighbors have taught us. There are many people who may influence what we do in our lives. I guess what I am trying to say is this: we are going to change, just like our world is changing.

People will usually reach a point in their lives where they become comfortable with what they have and who they are. There’s nothing wrong with being comfortable, but I truly believe that our creator wants us to make a small change every day of our lives. Remember, we won’t be living on this earth forever…

 

 

 

 

 

I Used To Feel Lost And Confused

I’m at a point in my life where I literally force myself to study the tactics and rules used by the business professionals to become rich. Even if I have lots and lots of cash, I do not plan on scamming people. My Hood River community must have a business like no other, and they’re going to get the benefits of feeling well without being ripped off.

 Throughout my teenage years, I was lost, and I had no clue of who I was as a person. Insecurity, sweaty palms, negative thoughts, cravings for sex and love, and much much more were flooding my dopamine-lacking brain and lethargic body. I didn’t even have the balls to talk to women I was attracted to. 

But today is a new day. I’ve had a few relapses. I used to ejaculate tons and tons, but now I’m building my self-control. (Masturbating and watching porn is a thing of the past.) I know what you’re thinking: I was a nasty man. The truth of the matter is that I had issues that no one seemed to help me with. 

During the day, I seem like a timid, soft-spoken individual. Women may think that I’m shy, or that I have low self-esteem. And yet, I am not shy or timid nor do I have low self-esteem. I was just scared to approach beautiful women. I was afraid of rejection. I felt as if rejection was similar to dying. Eventually, as I progressed into my twenties, I got over my fear. Do you know how I did it? I realized that it was just an illusion. Women are actually more afraid of talking to men than men are afraid of talking to women. By not expressing myself, I was holding back on so much. 

One of my goals for now is to enjoy my years of youth. I have a little less than ten years left before I turn 30, twenty years until I turn 40, thirty years until I turn 50, and fourty years until I turn 60. Sure, I will definitely be able to live past sixty, but I can’t procrastinate and put off all of my goals until I’m a senior citizen. 

I was just scared to approach beautiful women. I was afraid of rejection. I felt as if rejection was similar to dying.

It’s almost 3:00 am in the morning, and I’m almost finished writing this blog. One thing I know is that I’ve been putting off so much in my life because of fear of rejection. Why should I watch a pornographic movie or video when I can easily go outside, talk to a woman, and make love to her because she has an emotional connection with me? Choosing love over sex is a no-brainer. 

I must have a real, honest connection with a woman. Virtual connections aren’t the same. Humans need affection. They need the warmth of another person’s touch. Excuse me if I sound corny or overly-romantic, but I must get this message across: Love is part of being human. There is nothing like being loved by a woman and loving her because you care, because you proved to her that you’re better than all of the dim-witted, cold-hearted men, and because you have a strong, emotional bond with her. 

The Only Impossible Journey Is The One You Never Begin

You’re in the midst of a war, a battle between the limits of a crowd seeking surrender of your dreams, and the power of your true vision to create and contribute. It is a fight between those that will tell you what you cannot do, and that part of you that knows, and has always known, that we are more than our environment, and that a dream, backed by an unrelenting will to attain it, is truly a reality with an imminent arrival.

— Anthony Robbins