Spectacular places, pretty faces, fancy cars, exclusive bars. Life used to be so glamorous--things used to be so fabulous. Times change, locations re-arrange, influences are variable, some of them better--others terrible. Through all of these changes, life's small and large occasions mind-set variations. Tired of the struggle. Out of the rat race. Success is not just your talent but knowing how to use it to benefit your brothers.
I am not great. I am just part of the human race. I have my faults and problems. But, rather than give up I will solve them. At least accept that I can use my talent to set me apart from the rest. I can be the best. I can have a big chest and be featured on your wide screen set.
Today's insecurities are brought on by yesterday's shortcomings. The lack of using my ability to become who I want to be. I put myself in a box. Hit myself in the head with a rock. Refusing to acknowledge what I have and then locking that talent up.
Now I am personally liberated. My fears have jumped ship and vacated, have been evacuated. I am on a six-week conquest. To make the better, the best. To give up all potential of regret and live the life that I request.
From this day forward I pledge to be who I am. Whether that means I eat roast duck in France or french fries from a Mc Donald's garbage can. I don't give a fuck what others think because they serve only in personal interest. With new found interest in my interests the sky is the limit.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
VIVA NOVEMER!
After a long time of pondering...I realized what it was that I liked about getting into the personal training business--Starting a business.
I hate the fact that I am so obsesso with entrepreneurship. But, it is what it is and I am who I am, yes? I am not going to jump ship on my personal training empire. I still want that bitch to take off. This week I am back to hitting the pavement to pass out flyers in an effort to obtain new clients.
My new venture is Fugatu. I don't give a fuck what anyone thinks..good or bad. I am hell-bent on making this work. Julian and I started a viral media firm developing web apps that are used through social networking sites. We (I) sell advertising in the form of video player sponsorship, and 15 second ads both before and after the user-generated content is played. If we sell all three spots/video its about $1/play we will be bringing in. So, when we get 10,000 hits in a week that means we just made $10,000. Not a bad deal for a week's work. Mind you that is just one application.
I have tried starting similar businesses in the past but, found some problems with people actually following through. Tomorrow we will become a fully-functioning LLC. Its going to be a proud day...my first corporation. Shots of tequila for all! : )
God, I hope more than nothing else in the world that this idea actually pans out. It seems that the past year or so I have been plagued with ill-fated ventures. I will not make excesses for my actions (or lack there of). Though, I am willing to bet my retirement on this idea. If that isn't serious--not sure what is. Failure is part of success. I can tell you that I have lived many failures and learned volumes of what and what not to do.
I met up with Fabio last week and he is down for a trade agreement in order to promote Fugatu. This is huge. I cannot even begin to explain how exciting all of these developments are.
At this point in the game where I am a fucking slumlord...plotting and scheming in termite-infested, totally retro guest house. Success seems so far off. But, I have this feeling deep down inside of me--Its finally my time. I learned the value of value. I know what it takes. I know how hard you have to work, thanklessly. But, I know it will all be worth it. FUGATU, BITCHES. Hold me to it, please?
Also, little Jajoura has a mild obsession with my panties. She goes through all the laundry to find em and hides them under the bed in her little domain. Its kind funny, and strkingly odd at the same time. Whatever makes her happy I suppose.
Julian and I had a relaxing day at the park with baby dijajurno. It was nice. : )
This week is going to be chalked-full of training, promoting, networking, personal achievements, marketing and making cash money! Speaking of work...one of my clients finally paid me after 5 weeks! I never want to be this poor again. And I wont.
I hate the fact that I am so obsesso with entrepreneurship. But, it is what it is and I am who I am, yes? I am not going to jump ship on my personal training empire. I still want that bitch to take off. This week I am back to hitting the pavement to pass out flyers in an effort to obtain new clients.
My new venture is Fugatu. I don't give a fuck what anyone thinks..good or bad. I am hell-bent on making this work. Julian and I started a viral media firm developing web apps that are used through social networking sites. We (I) sell advertising in the form of video player sponsorship, and 15 second ads both before and after the user-generated content is played. If we sell all three spots/video its about $1/play we will be bringing in. So, when we get 10,000 hits in a week that means we just made $10,000. Not a bad deal for a week's work. Mind you that is just one application.
I have tried starting similar businesses in the past but, found some problems with people actually following through. Tomorrow we will become a fully-functioning LLC. Its going to be a proud day...my first corporation. Shots of tequila for all! : )
God, I hope more than nothing else in the world that this idea actually pans out. It seems that the past year or so I have been plagued with ill-fated ventures. I will not make excesses for my actions (or lack there of). Though, I am willing to bet my retirement on this idea. If that isn't serious--not sure what is. Failure is part of success. I can tell you that I have lived many failures and learned volumes of what and what not to do.
I met up with Fabio last week and he is down for a trade agreement in order to promote Fugatu. This is huge. I cannot even begin to explain how exciting all of these developments are.
At this point in the game where I am a fucking slumlord...plotting and scheming in termite-infested, totally retro guest house. Success seems so far off. But, I have this feeling deep down inside of me--Its finally my time. I learned the value of value. I know what it takes. I know how hard you have to work, thanklessly. But, I know it will all be worth it. FUGATU, BITCHES. Hold me to it, please?
Also, little Jajoura has a mild obsession with my panties. She goes through all the laundry to find em and hides them under the bed in her little domain. Its kind funny, and strkingly odd at the same time. Whatever makes her happy I suppose.
Julian and I had a relaxing day at the park with baby dijajurno. It was nice. : )
This week is going to be chalked-full of training, promoting, networking, personal achievements, marketing and making cash money! Speaking of work...one of my clients finally paid me after 5 weeks! I never want to be this poor again. And I wont.
From the past...
I burn. I thrive on intellectual stimulation and creativity. I choose productivity over sleep. Engaging conversation gives my life purpose. I like to work out, laugh, smile, read, write and think.
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