Successful? I guess not.

Anytime I have ever been asked what I want to do with my life I am told that, "It's not going to happen." or, "It's never going to amount to what so-and-so is doing." Then the next day the same people will tell me, "I want you to do what makes you happy." I enjoy blogging. It's fun to just talk about whatever I want and have other people listen in a way.

I have told some family members about my blog, and I get the same reaction from all of them.

Then I get the, "Are you seriously going to have a blog? Do something more productive. So you're just making a blog because you are a failure at success?"

Some people ask me what I'm good at so I can get ideas of what I could do in life instead of what I am doing.

"I'm good at interior design."

"I can work pretty well with technology."

"I'm not bad at retail..."

I always get this same question, "Are you good at writing?" So I answer with,
"Yeah, sorta."
"THAT'S IT! Be an author."
"I only really want to write on my blog..."

What about mattress testers? Can I do that? I think when someone asks me what I want to do with my life I will answer with, "I want to be a homeless person." Then when I am successful, they will be super surprised.

My brother on the other hand doesn't want to do anything with his life. And everyone says he will be so good at everything and he will be super successful. He tries to be controlling and argue with everyone, and people say that he would be a good lawyer or a President. If I was to argue with people on the same level as him, I would be shunned from the family and everyone else.

Maybe people doubt me because of my failure life dreams as a child. They involved working in a fast food restaurant for the rest of my life and owning a mansion in Hollywood because I would have a popular talk show...

But, I do have plans that people will doubt and laugh at me for believing in.

I'll tell you right now I can make some really good Mac & Cheese and if you keep doubting me and then come to me begging for food, you ain't getting any.

None of this matters, because when the zombie apocalypse comes, I'm outliving you all... Bye!