Rich People @ MindSay

The past couple days have been pretty good lately actually. Was at the computer as usual listening to some music, of course I listen to a lot rap and hip hop aand whatnot. There was a verse though from an Outkast song. Andre 3000 was rapping like usual able to show you the art of story telling. He mentions God work in mysterious ways. Sure I've heard that quite a bit, or you probaly heard it quite a lot yourself.

I get a call from dad saturday morning, he's finally came back from Jamaica. I asked him how the Olympics were down there with Bolt tearing up the track and Jamaica doing so well. He says he CRIED a lot, one of the most happiest events in Jamaica history. So I tell him, So no gun shooting everything PEACEFUL in Jamaica right now with Bolt doing his thing haha. Wow with Jamaica's track team doing so well. I haven't been there in a while but Jamaica is still considered a third world country. Phelps did his thing too, but you only see one city and  people here and there around the country cheering. But when Jamaica was winning the WHOLE country just stop watches and parties. 

Moving along, back to swhat I was saying dad called. Said call this guy, he was friends with my brother Brian. So I called him he a regional supervisor of Balley Total Fitness, and they were looking for some trainers and what not. So eventually I ended up setting up a meeting at one of them for tomorrow morning. So I have a job interview. You knoe hopefully things will work out. The reason why I feel abit more excited about this one was that. There was a lot of people that pulled this together, and I have a higher chance of getting this job then anything else. Let me try not to get ahead of myself here. I just feel things are working out better though.

I ended up going to church to see dad and some other people. So the sermon given by Dr. Stanley, just surprised me. It's like he KNOWS what I'm going through. The sermon was about money. If I remember correctly money is mention more then heaven or hell in the bible. It's kind of awkward, but it tells you that God was trying to get something across. You always hear the old saying, "Money is the root of all evil." Well in the sermon the way he was talking about it. it isn't. I'll see if I can explain a bit better but don't expect too much. What exactly is money? A dollar bill, it's paper. We use it to trade/buy things. There's a right way to use money and a wrong way to use money. And that it really depends on us on how we use it. Sure you have rich people who are greedy, but then you have poor people who envy or even hate people who are rich. There are rich people who are humble and give freely, we just don't ever hear about them (Unless it's Oprah @_@). And the poor people, when they envy or us, we go out and play the lottery wasting more money whic could be used to better lives or even giving it to the church. I know my church wouldn't be standing if it was for all the people who give money to it. We've moved. Upgraded twice, and the the way it looks now is just unbelievable at times.  i can see my pastor from any angle, and if I can't there's tvs postivion everywhere to where I can look over someone who's taller then me.

Well let me move on just a little bit to tell why I told that. Of course a lot of you know with me not having a job for quite some time almost three months ina few days. You sometimes realize it's hard to live without money or you suddenly realize the stress you start to recieve. I have to remember even though money makes the world go round, doesn't mean I can't live a good life by have a little bit less then somebody else. I tell you I learned a lot these past couple months. I kknew how to cook, but now I know how to cook real food meals and stuff. I mean I always knew how to do it, but I actually had the time to do it now. Also I realized mom really just cooks for herself @_@. Like I may pick off here and there but that's usually food for her work for the whole week practically. It's cool that's I''m learning how to cook better, the only thing that bugs me is, why would I want my food over my parents who have been round 50+ years. So whose food is going to be better, mom keeps telling me I need to lose weight and what not. But I was working quite a bit and she never cooked for me. And still see it now, since I don't work and watch money better. I've lost nearly 20 pounds. don't mind it but talk about being starved to death at times lol.

Anyways though, things are looking a lot better, or I have a better view on life for now at least. I just hope the interview goes really well tomorrow. That reminds me I do get my unemplyment check this week that finally worked out. The only thing is I don't want to jump through all those hoops filling this and that out. So if I get this job the sooner the better! Hope this entry makes some sense to you guys reading it!

I'm in another of my moods, so this entry is just going to be me bitching. Don't say I didn't warn you.

As I have said a few times on this blog my plan is to go into a career as a plumber. My plan is this: Take a job with my Uncle Ray's plumbing company, become an apprentice, get my plumber's license, work as a plumber while working toward becoming a master plumber, take over my my uncle's company when he retires (or start my own, and (finally) get rich.

However, until all of this happens I am stuck in a shitty day job.

What really pisses me off is when some of my co-workers (no all of them but few of them, ussually the stuck up rich girls) give me shit about my career choice. Because I work with college students (I also am a college but will not get a normal degree) some seem to think that because I have chosen to pursue a career outside of college I must be poor or stupid or something.

This, kind of stuff ussually doesn't bug me but you reach a point where it just pisses you off.

People don't seem to realize how much goes into plumbing. It is more than just manual labor. It takes math skills, the ability to read graphs and blue prints, the ability to plan out a job and much more. A plumbers apprenticship is a five year program that when completed will give you a certificate that equates to a  bachelors degree. Once completed I am pretty much garanteed a job making 40-50 thousand a year. A good plumber can easily make more than 100 grand a year. 

So, as you can see, I  not only will have an education, but will have learned a skill and will be making a good living.

I hate it when people judge others. It's bull shit really.

To the people I work with who treat me less than I should be ( I doubt you will read this but if you do you know who you are) I have one question to ask: When you pipes break and you are swiming in you own filth will you be able to fix it on your own? Didn't think so. So, fuck you and don't treat people any less than you would treat yourself because we all need each other at times.

I sometimes think they are just jealous or something that I will actually have a skill and be doing something I enjoy and find fun while they are stuck in some fuckin' office or something. A lot of college graduate have degrees that they will never use and almost all of them end up hating their career.

Thanks for reading,

Mark M. 

This seems to be the ultimate dream of many, many people.

Who wouldn’t want to be rich and famous after all?

Sure, some people say they’d like to be rich, but not famous, famous people get stalked and stuff.

But really, what’s the fun of being rich if you don’t have some powerful fucking sway to match?

I want to be able to walk into a packed restaurant and know that I can get a table, simply because of who I am.

That’s fucking sway.

I want to be rich enough to buy whatever the fuck I want at any given moment, no saving for things later.

That’s fucking rich.

“Did somebody say “A REVOLUTION!”? Or is it all in my head?”

But you know what?

That’s a total lie.

If I were that fucking rich, I wouldn’t know what to spend my damn money on.

If I had that much fucking sway, I would have to shit on a lot of people to get there, I don’t want to be a bad person.

What I really want…

Where I really want to be…

I want to wake up in my dodgy but “characterised” house lying on my mattress next to my beautiful naked girlfriend and put my dodgy khaki pants on.

I want to walk outside into my street, and sit on the chair on my front porch for a while, absorbing the sunlight.

Then I want to look out on the sweltering day and know that in a couple of hours, I will be cruising somewhere in a dodgy but awesome car to photograph something totally out there.

For some reason, I picture this as Peru, but it could be anywhere really.

That would make me happy.

That, and having a sick sound system, and some fucking sick CD’s, and maybe an Xbox360 or Revolution plugged into my dodgy but awesome TV.

And it wouldn’t hurt if my beautiful naked girlfriend got a couple of piercings and a tattoo or two. Maybe dyed her hair something crazy… But that’s a totally separate fantasy.

“That place, in my mind… That space that you call mine…”

I feel so totally enclosed here…

I want to get out.

Not long now I suppose.

Then… Fuck it… I’ll go…

And if they’re right? If it isn’t like I think it is?

Fuck it… I’ll come go somewhere else…

“What doesn’t kill us only makes us stronger…”