Been meaning to publish this one for some time, just didn't realize it's been so damn long. I feel like at times, I spew nonsense and bullshit, and yet people still read it aimlessly. My writing could be better, it could be structured better, it could even taste better. But I guess this is what I get for not taking it so seriously. I think I do good, at least for someone with no actual schooling in the arts except for culinary, although that was hogwash anyways. I think I need to go back to school. Not for the degree/diploma/certificate whatever. But for the sole fact that I miss the atmosphere. Going somewhere, doing nothing and making friends. Because honestly, I tried the whole homework thing, wasn't for me. I just pulled my pants up and did the tests or exams and an occasional project, and got some good marks. I don't care for the score at the end of the road. As long as people know what I'm about, they could care less if a 95% was beside my name. Why I say this? Because I can do things you can't, I'm a jack of all trades. Master of none. And I like that. Somewhat.
All my life I was aspiring to be something, someone. To make a name for myself. The ambition was a drug. I wanted people to know who the fuck I was, by looking up in the sky and seeing me fly with a jetpack and a 2-4 of beer. I wanted to be the bees knees. Yet I want a humble, subtle life. Maybe own a farm and work on it for the rest of my life. For my future family. Then again, I want to have that busy lifestyle, downtown with all the lights, drugs and whores. I mean, if it was possible, I would love to wake up in a corn field with a ball of coke smeared on my face, lying down next to a drunk blonde while my kids tend to my back massage and begin harvest. Yeah. That would be awesome. But alas, I need to look at the more realistic picture here. I have nothing started yet, nothing to my name and no one to count on except myself. So I guess its time to wake up and smell the basterma,
I need to focus on my health first however. As of recent, my body has been deteriorating. My heart is weak, my headaches reoccur frequently, my stomach is growing again and my boners are non stop. This needs to be fixed. I am slowly incorporating a better lifestyle for myself. One that involves massive amounts of video games, yoga, lots of pornography breaks and drugs through the roof. Okay maybe not all of that. But hell, I need to get better before I start this empire I want to create for myself. Don't really know what yet though. I mean, I have some talents people have noted to me and I for one have spotted myself. I'm good with comedy, I'm especially good at voices and facial expressions. Maybe voice acting/cartoon work could be in play? I mean I could write the story as well, only drawback is that I cannot draw. I have the drawing skills of a dolphin.
Then there is acting, something I would love to do solely for the fact that I want to have explosions everywhere I go. And I enjoy making people laugh. I could sit there, and tell you my life story in the way I best describe it as "One Big Joke", and you will be hugging your sides eventually. Within the first five minutes. Depressing, I know. Then, there is cooking. Something I love to do, love to eat and love to serve. Even teach at times. I tried teaching many people how to cook, yet it always gets thrown back in my face because either they're too lazy/stupid/retarded or they don't trust me. Well fuck you guys, when Wolfgang Puck and Bobby Flay are sucking my dick on Iron Chef as I sous-vide their mothers faces and dance on a fryer without getting burned, you'll come crying back.
Anyways, I have a future to settle. I don't know when, or how. But I will accomplish most of these, if not all. I don't have anything to slow me down, except my stupid emotions, but I'll give the credit to that special someone who made me stash them away so well. Thanks bitch, I can't even cry during Lion King anymore.
That's a lie, if you don't cry when Mufasa dies, you're a soulless fuckface who deserves my dick down your throat. Until next time, my beautiful filet mignons!
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