Monday, December 30, 2019

THE FINAL RESULTS

Well, I'm back since what seemed to be "forever". Actual events occurred and happened, and I'm here to report back.  Crazy shit happens, feelings are hurt, words are said, yelling explodes, shots were fired, salt is poured, etc. but what do I ever get out of this mess?  No, I don't want to go home empty handed and feel like a chump.  At the end of the day, we all want to go home with a paycheck.  No, I don't want to hear any more drama.  No, I don't want to take home the fat, fugly sister-in-law no one likes.  No, I don't want to be lectured by someone's overbearing parent about something stupid.  I can care less about all the garbage humanity has to go through to survive.  What matters to me the most is my golden parachute when I decide to get the hell out of here.

As you can see, I don't get much out of it.  I only purchased 10 shares of Facebook back in the day when the IPO came out and have about +440.50% gains 10 years down the road somewhere.  My stock portfolio is only worth about $6,000, which is just enough monies to cover 1 month stay at a nursing home.  All my other investments aren't even worth mentioning, because of how pitiful it has been.  Anything even remotely related to cryptocurrency has been reduced to a pile of bullshit.  With that out of the way, I'm going to sell off my current portfolio and redistribute everything inside of Vanguard.  No, I don't want to retire with nothing but a $6,000 portfolio and be an egotistical maniac about it. 

I guess I want 2020 to be different.  I don't want to be held back by old, negative karma.  I want things to be going up, not down.  I want to be positive.  I don't like the negative whatever.  After everything thing has been said and done, I want my money going to an investment company I can trust like Vanguard.  It's important that I have the funds to be raising up real estate so that I can be a contributing part of society.  Being poor is not cool.  Being a bum is not cool.  You don't want to be that drunk uncle stepping in the room with the family with nothing to show for it except your fat self.  

In the end, no one else cares about how hard you worked except you.  People always love seeing the results, but they never want to give a damn about the effort and hard work you put into it.  Good things don't come easy and often take a lot of time.  Again, I can't stress how much I don't care about drama.  How many of us just want to skip ahead in life and just win the lottery?  With enough money in the bank, each and every individual on this planet can come just a little bit closer to their dream. 

I don't understand why I'm so cheap and just love looking at the numbers, but that is how I really am behind closed doors.  In other words, if I ever won a game show prize I would rather select the money over the vacation being offered.  I'm not the person who loves family.  I'm not the person who loves meeting new people.  I'm not the person to comfort someone in need.  I'm not the person to be the most compassionate.  I'm not the person to be donating money.  I'm not the person to be calling in need to language translation.  I'm not the person to startup a company to help people.  I'm just not.  Ironically, society and work simply demands this out of all of us.  But who am I really?  Has my life been just a lie?  Do I just keep a front up just so other people can be happy with me, so I can make the monies behind their back(s)?

There are many things I like that people would like to see in me.  For example, leadership and communication skills.  Being salty and yelling is not an optimal way of communicating for people to get along with each other.  This is a very popular and common trait found among poor people.  A lot of constant strife, fighting, arguing, and straight up wasting away everyone's time.  Will 2020 be any different?  . . . Yeah, we need a miracle . . . 

Well, thank you for stopping by and reading my material.  No, I didn't win the lottery.  In fact, the old school way hasn't changed since forever.  We all know the vast majority of us will just go back to work in a few hours or so and keep churning that butter hoping to win the lottery, just to get away from the twisted hell hole they call a home.                   

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