by GodlikeRoy » Sat Feb 24, 2007 2:54 am
List of things to do when I get back to Brisbane:
- Find an apartment to rent and move out asap.
- Play a buttload of poker and save up a tonne of money in the next few months.
- Buy a house and live in it.
- Do enough uni work to get top marks in all of my subjects. No point in going back to uni unless i'm going to get the best marks I can get.
- Join a gym and get a personal trainer.
- Do charity work of some sort or other.
- Get the FUCK over Steph and stop fucking thinking about that fucking bitch for once and for fucking all as if I fucking want to still be with her. Fuck her.
Those are general. These are more specific:
+ Move out of home by the end of March.
+ Play 60,000 hands of poker a month.
+ Buy a house by September '07.
+ Get straight 7s in all of my uni subjects in first semester.
+ Join a gym within 2 weeks of getting back, and inquire about/get a personal trainer.
+ Research and participate in some sort of charity work by the end of April.
+ FUCK THAT FUCKING BITCH, SERIOUSLY. I hate myself so much for still caring so much about her. I have to stop this line of thinking, and think more in a fashion of "who cares what she thinks, who she's with and what she does with her life. She's over me, so I damn well better get over her.". I want to find happiness and the only way I can concievably see this happenning is if I find a girl who makes me happy, and it's not her. Well she does, more than anything i've known so far in life, but then she goes and breaks me into 10 million pieces once a month, so, FUCK THAT FUCKING BITCH, SERIOUSLY.
Poker: I'm playing fucking awesome poker. I running at 6+ PTBB/100 in 2007 over about 35,000 hands. 25k of 1/2, 9k of 2/4 and 1k of 3/6. My game is getting better and better. I don't really know what else to update on.
Poker is silly.
It is not enough to be good at chess, you must also play well.
Somewhere in the world someone is training when you are not. When you race him, he will win.