Tag: persevere

  • Deep notes

    7:15 am January 19 2018
    Good morning and welcome back to my mind. Went to a UFC gym yesterday for the first time ever. Learned kickboxing really quick and I think my instructor really liked me. I never fought before but a few people of given me pointers on how to box plus I’m a natural. I went undefeated in Wii boxing back in the day, cousin couldn’t even beat me and he was pro at every video game. Unfortunately, the cost is nuts for me right now. Really pissed at myself because I just spent a bunch of money on other stuff and it completely fell thru and now I’m in the hole. I could elaborate but needless to say it was because of the lazy shittiness that is my “friend”. I’m fucked over yet he makes it out ok after all the time and work put into it? What a bummer. But we strive forward. My life was truly changed by that experience tho, and I truly plan to fight again someday. My biggest concern is that of taking relentless hits to the head. This is very bad for your brain. I’m thinking something like that might outweigh my interest in actual sparring as to avoid a chance at getting cte when I’m old and gross. Anyway.

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    Thoughts of the Water Bearer ♒︎ – December

    December 2, 2015

    December 4, 2015

    long time no see as always. Shit has gotten pretty ugly w/ ******** which is a shame cuz ***** been having **** *** (***** good) But that’s what I get for being a giant faggot. *** made it too easy though and truth be told, it was probably the best thing that could’ve happened to ** considering *** circumstances. What has past has past though, and there is nothing I can do now but wait, react, and be the best Robby B I can be.

    Things haven’t been so bad otherwise. Coach ***** is an awesome mentor and seeing Coach ******* die this past week really put into perspective how mortal you and the ones you know really are. There’s been a lot of deaths lately which is sad but refreshing in an odd way. At least we continue to prove that life goes on after death, no matter how heart wrenching that death may be.

    I know several people who have told me they want to live ’till they’re nice and ripe and on the other hand I’ve had people tell me they’d rather die young, like 30. So far, other than *****, I’m the only person I know that pretty much just wants to die. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t WANT to die. I don’t think anyone truly WANTS to die, they just get tired of what little life offers them.

    I think writing my thoughts down can be healthy as it has helped me take my mind off ********, oh ********. I really fucked that up. To be honest though, I have plenty of reason to just give up. But I won’t. Why? The most accurate answer I can give you is that you simply can’t explain some things. My farts smell like turkey : )