This week last year I decided to become an "entrepreneur" and make the BIG BUCKS! F*ck my parents and their negativity towards my untameable entrepreneurial spirit, and F*ck my friends for only wanting to play video games and go out for food! Exotic cars, here I come!
...I even setup and automatic email that I received a few days ago saying "you better be driving a Blue Cepheus Lamborghini Aventador".
Little did I know...
Here's a quick overview of what I've actually done for 365 days:
- developed irrational phobias due to high stress
- got accepted into film school (which I have no desire to pursue as a career)
- realized just how much my parents are negatively affecting me
- played a lot of Grand Theft Auto to take my mind off reality
- made a lot of music
- learned a bit about copywriting
- started giving less of a F*ck
So really, I've done nothing related to solving others' needs. Haha! Good stuff.
Yet every single day I'm being taunted by my mother that "I only have x months before I have to live on my own". They don't mean it and I know it, they don't have the guts to kick me out. But saying that shit everyday, it might as well be the truth.
Ah... What the F*ck man. I remember it being December 31st, and me telling myself that 2015 will be the year I succeed and finally make something of myself. Yet here I am, just a little bit more educated and a lot more angry.
I guess, the point I'm trying to make here is... If you tell yourself you're going to be successful next time this year, you're kidding yourself unless you're already doing things that will make you successful. I was trying to run before I knew how to use my legs. I couldn't even see my legs! I still don't. But at least now I know how to pace myself better, and can try and implement some of the methods I learned in the book.
And best of all, the only thing on my mind is the post I made here about becoming a fastlane musician, and how I disregarded every piece of the golden advice given to me. I decided I was too good for making tutorial videos, and that I didn't have the patience to host my own music show on Twitch. I can't even bring myself to get in touch with a singer because I feel like my instrumentals are incompetent. F*ck!
yet every day i wake up and wonder what life would be like if all i had to do was make music day and night. it would be F*cking beautiful. i can just picture myself meeting the producers i talk to on twitter, or meeting the famous producers i stalk on snapchat everyday. how in the world do i focus myself on what's most important to me?
...I even setup and automatic email that I received a few days ago saying "you better be driving a Blue Cepheus Lamborghini Aventador".
Little did I know...
Here's a quick overview of what I've actually done for 365 days:
- developed irrational phobias due to high stress
- got accepted into film school (which I have no desire to pursue as a career)
- realized just how much my parents are negatively affecting me
- played a lot of Grand Theft Auto to take my mind off reality
- made a lot of music
- learned a bit about copywriting
- started giving less of a F*ck
So really, I've done nothing related to solving others' needs. Haha! Good stuff.
Yet every single day I'm being taunted by my mother that "I only have x months before I have to live on my own". They don't mean it and I know it, they don't have the guts to kick me out. But saying that shit everyday, it might as well be the truth.
Ah... What the F*ck man. I remember it being December 31st, and me telling myself that 2015 will be the year I succeed and finally make something of myself. Yet here I am, just a little bit more educated and a lot more angry.
I guess, the point I'm trying to make here is... If you tell yourself you're going to be successful next time this year, you're kidding yourself unless you're already doing things that will make you successful. I was trying to run before I knew how to use my legs. I couldn't even see my legs! I still don't. But at least now I know how to pace myself better, and can try and implement some of the methods I learned in the book.
And best of all, the only thing on my mind is the post I made here about becoming a fastlane musician, and how I disregarded every piece of the golden advice given to me. I decided I was too good for making tutorial videos, and that I didn't have the patience to host my own music show on Twitch. I can't even bring myself to get in touch with a singer because I feel like my instrumentals are incompetent. F*ck!
yet every day i wake up and wonder what life would be like if all i had to do was make music day and night. it would be F*cking beautiful. i can just picture myself meeting the producers i talk to on twitter, or meeting the famous producers i stalk on snapchat everyday. how in the world do i focus myself on what's most important to me?
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