| This is it guys, LISTEN carefully to what I'm about to say.
I don't care if you were 15 years old or 50 years old and I definitely don't care if you are on your deathbed (Sorry I do, was just trying to show how curious I am to tell you what I've learned).
This life you are living right now, this moment, this exact second, is full of bullshit. No one can be trusted, no one will ever look at what you did and say "wow, look at this guy, I'm thankful I have him". I mean it, fucking disappear for one year and come back and you'll see that everyone will MOVE ON and won't even mind what you did for them years ago. Do not and I repeat, DO NOT, think that one day you will be fully repaid by what you did.
Gentlemen, you are living as if you were an ash in a stack of hay. The world is a fucking bigass place. You are what you make out of your life. You make your happy moments. You are the one who should derive the fun out of yourself. You are the one who should strive for what makes you happy. You are the one doing all the work and getting repaid for it.
You might be surprised by what I'm about to say. If you think your life is hard, you have not seen ANYTHING YET. I am 20 years old only. Yes 20. Yes I understand what you're thinking right now. You think of me as a kid. Well don't (I can't do anything about it, but listen).
I was bullied in school until the 5th grade. I moved to another sad-ass school where I did not even speak with people, I was like a silent bitch who got trolled by everyone. My father was not in the country, my mother knew nothing about it. He cheated on her, she cried, I didn't notice because I was a fucking idiot. I kept failing my classes. I luckily graduated at the age of 15, this was a MIRACLE, a fucking MIRACLE. The only class I talked in was grade 12, and fuck it was it not pleasant at all. Yes, I did some crazy shit in my life, but getting high? drinking? Or saying bad words? Never until I was 16 and in university as a freshman student. I got humiliated badly, I got ditched on by friends. MY FATHER PASSED AWAY WHEN I WAS 18. I was left to take a fucking bigass responsibility which was a mother and several kids younger than me. I did not even CONSIDER that my life was hard. I NEVER said my life was hard because I knew some people had worse lives. I was not even up to the responsibility, things got out of hand I and failed miserably. But you know what? You know what? This was the moment when I shined like a FUCKING DIAMOND. This was the time when I was hit by a motherfucking meteor sent by angels from hell. I woke up one morning realizing a change. A change in my inner-self. I was 18 by the time. I Put my clothes on and went to my courses. I decided to double-major that day, achieved a major GPA of 3.82 upon graduation, made my parents proud, fixed my family issues, gamed over 30 girls, made over 700 friends in one year. That's when life came back to it's roots (about time, thank you). And today, as of Tuesday, October the 8th, I've been offered several jobs with decent salaries. This is the start, this is what I've worked for.
Now if you are still reading, I thank your majesty because you'll thank me for what I'm about to say next.
You are mad because you got rejected? Who cares, no one, MOVE ON
The only thing you'll be carrying when you die are the memories that you lived. If you can't make a move now, you will live a life of regrets. The moment that you are put in that coffin, no one will remember YOU! They will cry and weep for a week, maybe 2, a month, then what? Byebye yourself, no one will mention you ANYMORE.
THIS IS YOUR LIFE. MAKE SOMETHING OUT OF IT.
One day you'll have great stories to tell. One day you'll be remembered as the guy who went up and did something crazy. One day you'll be called that CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER.
LIVE THE MOMENT. That's all what I'm trying to convey. LIVE THE MOMENT.
You can start dancing in the street because you'll be remembered when you do so. You can just scream CHEERS and slam beers in a place full of silent people because this is what makes you memorable. BE THE LIFE OF EVERY PLACE YOU GO TO.
DO ALL THE CRAZY STUFF YOU CAN. Run in the fucking rain and drink from it with your girls. Take them to random places and start using EVERY SINGLE THING YOU SEE. Going into a furniture store? JUMP on the beds. Going shopping? TRY ON ALL THE CLOTHES. Going to a party? Order the largest keg of beer and light candles in the fucking place.
Like those girls in the corner of a bar? Fucking approach them and TALK TO THEM AS IF YOU DO NOT CARE WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT. Do not think about an open. Do not think about an approach. Do not think of routines. Just do your thing and act as that CRAZYASS MOTHERFUCKER.
STRIVE through your goals. Don't say I'll do this tomorrow or a week later. MOVE YOUR ASS you lazy bitch. GET UP. You don't need an excuse. ALL you need is to TRY. TRY. TRY.
Peace.
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