5:00 AM

I woke up at about 5 and couldn't fall back to sleep' so I'm just lying on my bed listening to a playlist I made, and the idea to make a blog post popped into my head. I feel like I should be writing in this more than I have been. Anyways, lying here at 5AM, seeing whose online on Facebook, I had a few epiphanies. Not the kind you can really explain though, just those random feelings of truth you sometimes get, almost as if something just "clicked" in your brain.
Well, back to trying to sleep.

A.B PLAYLIST
Spotify is great

Home

After about a month of being away, I'm finally back home. As much as I hate on Edgemont and how its the most boring town on earth, its kinda nice to be back.

Karma

Alright so today was a pretty clear example of Karma in my opinion. I went swimming at the beach in the morning (was greeted by a group of drunken college kids running towards the ocean with a huge raft) and afterwards got on a boat that we had rented. Pretty chill day, water ski'd a little bit, but mostly just sat down on a chair and watched stuff fly by. I started getting hungry, however, and decided it would be a good idea to stop and get a hot dog.
Now, keep in mind that I recently developed somewhat of a hot dog obsession. It's what happens when you don't eat any hot dogs for the first 15 years of your life and then have your first one in NYC. So now you could say I really really like them. Anyways, we stopped, I got out, went and got myself two hot dogs, sat down in the boat, warm sun shining on the delicious food in front of me. I dug my teeth into the hot dog and... the wire of my braces came loose. I shouted fuck, tried to eat more of the hot dog, the wire poked into the sides of my mouth, so I couldn't eat it. I had to go back to the house, clip off the wire, and then eat two  cold (but still delicious) hot dogs.  I consider this Karma's way of showing me how much of a bitch it can be.

Picture I took a few weeks back at the top of Rockefeller Center

Ambitions

After reading several success stories on the internet, I was inspired. I decided that I would start writing a blog again, get a ton of views, set up an adsense account, and make some serious dough. Unfourtanetly, I was born a little too late so I'm not able to get an adsense account, and instead will have to rely on peoples innate kindness and charitable behavior.
In other words, I probably won't make much money off this, but it could be a fun pass-time.
Please, if you enjoy reading this, comment or message me or something. Feedback is great.

All hope was (almost) lost..

I just spent the past thirty minutes trying to figure out how to set up an Adsense account, but realized that I would need to give my social security number and tax information in order to do so.
Well, fuck that.
Instead, I've implemented that handy little donation button. Even though this blog doesn't even have more than 5 followers and only 179 page hits to date, maybe, just maybe, one day it will have a large amount of viewers, some of which will donate.
Or not. One can dream though. Right?
Seriously though, if you read/are going to read stuff on here, consider donating.
Thanks