Rhino, celebrity, and so not-special life.

Hey, what's up?

Well, my, I've got a headache like if a rhinoceros roll on my head with a tractor. I know only the rhinoceros OR the tractor would have be enough to figure how it feels like, but I wanted the aggressiveness of the rhino, with the slow motion of a tractor. FEEL MY PAIN!

As some of you may already know, I'm working on a Larp. For those who don't know what is it, I'm talking about that geeky thing, when people got disguised to hit each other, lost in the woods, with their head full of epicness. It's call role playing. And not, it is NOT sexual. Not always.

Anyways, so far my team and I are planning the second one. Its a winter one, on march.  So, it's pretty close, and eat all my lost time of motivation. Have I ever explain how motivation works for me? I should. So, that's that. But also, There is a chance for me to return to school, for the end of the month, so, wish me luck. I give college the last papers they ask for today, And I've got an appointment for friday. Gosh. Hope I won't blow up anything. Its a REALLY good opportunity for my to make my way in social working. Well, at least, I'm gonna do something else than waiting for my days to pass for the rest of the winter. I MUST return to the civilization; My mind's asking, But My body NEEDS it. I'll be fat by June if I just continue like this. For Next winter, however, I should take other English classes, so you won't have to worry about my bad spelling euanymoahr!

I'd like to ask, what your Christmas look like?
Mine was Kind of joke. In, like, 6 years, it was the first time someone actually ask something that INTERESTED me, and wasn't linked to school or job. And I was NOT with MY family. Its kind of sad when you come to think about it. But I take this opportunity to try a lot of new alcohols, And I even named I drink myself. I, at least, had this done with my life.

Talk about my so not special life: CHECK.

Talk about something that is of some interest for others: Maybe tomorrow.

Put a picture about someone famous:

CHECK.

Make me famous, and go eat some bacon!

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X-MAS EDITION!

Hi there. Its X-mas, and since every blogger doing it, I'm gonna post something for it.

Well, at first, it was supposed to be a co-writing blog, with my marvelous, but full of flu friend Julie. But we did something else. We eat, I guess. And cause of her mother's boyfriend, ... we kind of ESCAPE, the house. So the project kind of, I guess, failed a little. But whatev'! I'm gonna do it alone, cause I'm that awesome. Because it is still x-mas until the 6 of January. In case you didn't know. Everything for holidays ends on this very day. Everyone that still got Christmas decorations, light and stuff, outside, should be slap in the face with a dead fish.

But, cause I'm so good with you, I'm gonna give you this photo of the Culkins:

Isn't that awesome enough to compensate my lack of presence?

I have three or four article I'm on, so, don't give up. I'll be back soon. I'm still in that Unwilling mood, so, I hope it'll get better soon.

Oh gosh, I'm so sorry ><

Like a giant Failjitas

Its fucking not morphing time. Or its that the morphing thingy is over.

I need to explain myself a little.

You see, since my childhood, I got those moment where I'm all " I'm gonna rule the world". In these peculiar times, I either convince myself to be more helpful, or to forget about gratitude for me, or be more in shape, or simply be better man. Whatever.

Its like the whole thing is, not only possible, but also close to me. Like I can FEEL it. I'm gonna be like this or that, maybe not in no time, but I'll be!
But let me tell you, its not like that. In fact, it seems that the harder I try, the less result I got. And so the spiral goes down. Its not only that I don't get the result I wanted. its not about the hard work behind my original intentions. It completely randomize the universe. The simple life equation, like we are told, is : The harder is the effort, the better is the result. Something like "1% talent, 49% will, 50% effort" should be something on what we could rely on. Something we can construct on. Human potential should be the way of life, do what you can, and you cannot do it wrong. But guess what.



I failed it.

My very history, is one of contradiction and irony. The level of random is so high the NASA could not measure it from mars. Like a fajitas you stuff too much: You see its impressive, but you can't really understand the immensity of it, until your put it in your mouth, and realize that you wont be able to finish that bite. And so, even if I'm award of what I can do and what's not even an option, I still try. Cause it may work out. Cause if I put 99% effort more than usual, it'll come out right. But instead, its chaos. Its goes everywhere, and I' much obligated to follow and/or eventually bear the consequences. There's a graphic about the randomness in my life. Look at it, there's some colors!



Like those days at job. Shits happens.


And so then, I get not only no positivity, but I even look like a retarded junk that can't do his job. Maybe I'll should stay behind a desk, and just never leave my chair again. I wish I could survive with this blog. But I'm not that Awesome. Not yet. And that tiny voice in my head (God I hate it) keep telling me that I'll never be. I would be the incarnated being of a thunder god, giant mustached frog, it would not matter. I'm doomed to b the red mage, never a specialist. Like the fajitas is stuck in my mouth, and my throat is playing hide and seek.

EDIT: Ok. so I got some problems with a set of images. I'll need to drawn them again, but separately, it seems. Well, the job-related sketches will be back soon.

EDIT: Well, I don't remember what the picture were supposed to be, so ... forget it. sorry.

Ok, I need you! Be readeay, it fucking Mophing time! *insert epic song here*

I decided (wow), finally (you mean, again), to take myself back. Yes I know, it does not make so mush sens right now. But I started to work out. I mean, by tacking myself back, its against all those bad habits I have. So, it took me over a MONTH to mentally prepare, now I'm really into it. But for how long?

So there you come: I need you to help with my exercise plans. Should I focus on Muscles, or on cardio? Should I level up my alimentation, or completely reject all king of grossy food? Should I work Abs more, instead of my butt? Will I walk for an hour, or jog for 20 minutes a day? You decide. Yes, YOU!

For sure, there is some things I will not be able to do, and some others, that I'll just clear out of my mind. I still got that two job schedule, and my larp stuff and , well, video games too ( and books, and tv show to watch, and comic books to read etc... God, I should stop working, and live from my blog, like Her. Make me FAMOUS!) And for that reasons, I will not be keeping a regular report on my progress, or a "how was my training" vlog. I'll do my very best, as long you encourage me. ... I'll do it anyway, but knowing that you guys ask me to do this stuff that I'll be doing, it'll make it very harder for me to skip it. I would feel way too much culpability to handle it.

So, respond me. Help me a little. And it will really make a change in my life.

Let your suggestions/encouragements in the comment section please :B

UPDATE: Bfriend respond to this. And he just can't make a answer that won't put our personal life up. And that would not make me REALLY uncomfortable to publish. It started well, but, as usual, he failed it.