One time in the distant past where trying new things ended up hurting, has made me learn a valuable lesson in life. I am here at work, and it has been around 2 hours since I ate my delicious lunch. My work is close to Subway, and I had the urge to get an “eat healthy” fresh sandwich that was hot. However, my instincts and lack of decision making has made me such a great person that people love to death! Ok, scrap that last part. I usually buy the typical chicken sandwich, but today I decided to be adventurous. I decided to try (again) the meat ball Marinara sandwich. Wise choice they say. Well they are damn fools and they put enough sauce to make everyone’s stomach turn like a washing machine.

The first time I ate this sandwich was about 2 years ago. Oh it was such an unforgettable day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and my stomach became a factory of pain. My stomach cannot handle the sauce! I don’t eat sauces that much at all. Even with spaghetti I try to have minimal amounts of tomato sauce. But no. Not on a Subway sandwich. The sauce is what makes up the whole thing!

Look at this picture. Proof of how saucy and delicious looking a sandwich can ever look.

Good things are evil for you! They make you spend your afternoon at work in the bathroom. Damn sandwich. I still recommend that everyone try it. I will order it again for sure! The moments of pleasure eating it is worth the afternoon pain.

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I have been taking sleeping pills lately because if I didn’t, I would be laying in bed for dark hours of the night wondering when the neurons in my brain will stop moving in high speeds. I always had this problem when I am in bed or half asleep. I see white electric shocks in my eye. It’s like I saw lightning and blinking from the intensity of the light. Is it me or I am loosing my brain cells one at a time and this is the result?

Anyways, last night I checked my blog’s email where I got this unusual email from Paypal. I thought it was spam because every email now a days is spam and not worth reading. Then I read the full title and it said, “Donation from XXX.” I thought that I did remove the donation button because I got tired of people criticizing me for having it and making fun of it. Then I saw that XXX donated one dollar. I then remembered a few months ago when I asked people to donate a dollar for a psychotic impossible island dream and I guess the donate button was still there and people actually browse my past archives.

That gave me an awkward realization that others actually care about what I say and how I feel. That someone out there understands that an unrealistic dream can come together and some day become real with the help of people who share this same dream and want to be a part of it. I didn’t ask for much. I didn’t ask for anything impossible from anyone. To be honest, dedicated bloggers wonder why they are writing and are they satisfying them selves or an audience?

At times I sway from my point of view and write for an audience, and that’s not the intention of my blog at all. I created it as a place to escape reality. I need a place to escape it and I think that’s why I made this blog. Even the title is a dream of what I want to be and really not what I am. I didn’t make this blog to attack anyone, or to represent anything, but to write ideas and thoughts that I seldom discuss with people. Stuff that are not really worth discussing in real life, but are worth writing here.

I then decided to put back the donate button. Let it stay there. Let it have a general purpose. A purpose that any blogger might have, “to help the blogger make dreams a reality.” Don’t we wish we can all can help one another do that?

So I decided from now on to help out other bloggers as well. They want donations or to purchase their products to help them get out of the corporate world and live their life to fulfill a dream then I will do so. We all got money. We all have blogs and we work and we whine and we complain because reality is what made us blog. Now, we need to unite and help one another to reach that dream that we keep writing about.

Let’s help one another, and keep on writing till the end of time!

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I just threw up now. (Gross thing to say at the beginning of any blog post.) I think that delicious lasagna I made and ate before going to the gym to vent out all my energy had really took a turn to the wrong side eh? So I put everything into perspective and I think that’s almost every person’s dilema in life. We all have problems right? Some are bigger than others. Some are too big that it over rides our thinking and way of life, and others are too insignificant. Right?

Why can’t we just stop revolving our life around ONE problem and just balance our selves? Why can’t we just not make it a priority in our life. Nothing is a big problem or any problem as long as we make it as one. What do we think is more important to us and why? Is it? Do we just think it is a priority because it “seems” that way? We should just change our priorities in life. We should no longer base our lives around one thing. It will ruin us. It will make us seem old before our time.

I am sick of thinking, feeling and looking old. I want a change.

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What do you do when you know that your life is really not that great? I have no drive to do anything and people still read my blog trying to find an ending or a reason for my writings. I don’t really have a reason or an objective or anything to really focus on. I just write. People read. I never really cared who or why. I never thought that anyone would take any interest in reading an open diary of random thoughts of a person like me. In real life people don’t take any interest in me. Don’t even talk to me much or care to ask how I am. Yet, they would rather spend time reading my blog and not talk to me. I never knew why.

Is my writing that different to who I really am that people would rather read than talk to me?

I never understood people, and at times I really wished I never made this blog, but I had my reasons. Now, I have no reason to keep writing. I don’t benefit from writing on here or present anything interesting to the world that someone else out there hasn’t done. It’s better to just have a private diary and just write on it from now on.

I don’t know what to do anymore, but I know that maintaining a daily blog has become pointless.

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Why is this funny? I find it a bit silly, repulsive, and it actually made me laugh and I needed to laugh.

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