I GIVE UP.

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 I.
GIVE.
UP.

That's it.

"If you love something, then let it go."

I have never understood the phrase, "If you love something, then let it go." NO! It doesn't work like that. If you love something, you fight for it. You make the effort to keep it. You don't just it let go. Why? Because "it" had your attention for some time before. Psycho sounding? Maybe a little, but I can explain. When I say don't give up, I mean don't let it go until you realize that there is absolutely nothing left for you to do. You're at your wits end. You're done? You're tired? You're the only one working for it? THAT is when you let it go. For clarification, that's not letting something go because you love it. That's letting it go because you're sick of being the only one trying. Simply put, you let it go because you're tired. You let it go because it wasn't worth it anymore. I hate bullshit quotes. The quote I wrote above, is the real reason people let something they love, go. And let me stop calling it "something." It's usually "someone."

This does not refer to me in any way. Just thinking of conversations my friends and I have had, whether they are local or away. The quote just came to my head and it called for a post. Posted. Check!

Learn to work, to pay, then pass.

So, while things are randomly sitting here on my mind, I thought I'd jot them down.

Let me get this right... We spend the first few years of our lives learning basic shit. After this, we eventually enter Kindergarten where you learn the required skills for grade 1, where you learn the required skills for grade 2, where you learn the required skills for grade 3... You see where I'm going with this. By the time half of us graduate from high school, we have NO clue what we would like to do. Some of us think we have it figured out by grade 10, but then you lose that by the time you grad (usually). Anyways, what I'm getting at here, is you learn, to work, to pay, then pass on.

I kind of hate the fact that I was so excited to be done with high school, then went off to college (after my vacation, of course). I graduated and what do I do? Move home and start another college. I'm glad I'm making progress, don't get me wrong, but sometimes I just want to wake up and have NOTHING to worry about. No stress. How beautiful would that be? I totally regret taking this for granted in grade 9... my biggest God damn fricken problem at the time was my mom or dad asking me to do the dishes. At the time, felt like nothing was going my way and I had sooo much to worry about. When really, I didn't. How selfish of me. *shakes head* My ONLY thing to worry about in grade 9 was going to my classes and passing them. Which was not hard to do. I didn't even have to worry about waking up every morning from my alarm clock, because my mom would call to wake me! We take sooo much for granted EVERY year of our lives and don't realize it. In grade 9, I didn't have to worry about groceries, bills, nothing. I feel like I'm getting to the point in my life now where I will eventually own a home (and a vehicle), then work the rest of my life away. Not only will I be working, but I'll be paying off bills. For another 60+ years. How exciting. We are born to learn as we grow older, incorporate the knowledge gained, towards our career. With this career, we make money, to pay bills. Ughh. I just want to work forever and not pay for anything and be able to say I'm a millionaire by the time I'm 50. Wishful thinking and my point is going nowhere. Basically, I don't want to buy a home in 10+ years, then pay it off until I'm 60!

Okay. Breathe.

Theennnnn agggaaainn, what kind of life would you be living if you sat on the couch every day or didn't learn anything new? ...Life. *sigh*

Money. Wealth. Richasspeople.

Okay. Can you imagine making $73,000,000,000 a year? That's 73 billion, for those of you who are getting googley-eyed, thanks to all the zero's. Like, it's crazy to even think that you can physically have that much money... imagine all those fresh printed bills every year. Wow. If you do the math, that means you would be getting $6,083,333,333 every MONTH! And a little more math, if you don't mind, works out to say that you would be making TWO HUNDRED AND TWO MILLION DOLLARS A DAY!!

Seems very unrealistic for somebody like me, but not for Carlos Slim. Carlos is a Mexican business magnate, investor and philanthropist. I read up a bit on what he does, but to be honest, it's too much for me to get completely. He seems to do a LOT.

I don't know why I decided to find out who the "20 Richest People in the World" were, but in case you were wondering, Oprah did not even make the list. To show you how filled with money some people are, the 20th richest man, is Larry Page. (Don't know who he is? Do you use Google? Okay, you can thank him for that). He makes 23 BILLION, a year.

Do you understand what I'm getting at? You can literally buy a fancy ass house and a brand new vehicle (Toyota i-ROAD, anyone?) for all your relatives and still have a LOT left over for the next generation aaand even the generation after that! It is all about how you spend your money though, of course. But still. I just want a billion. ONE billion. Anybody?

Carlos should just send one million $1,000,000 cheques in the mail. That wouldn't even put a dent in his bank account. Carlos, or anybody from his business, if you're reading this and need my address, I will gladly send it to you as soon as possible. :) I can't even get this out of my head. Once again, he makes 202 MILLION DOLLARS a DAY... Damn.