Travel blog

I have been thinking about turning this blog in to a travel blog.

This blog could be soon becoming a travel blog.

That is all.

Nich.

Random things...

I took a 2008 Mitsubishi i-Car out for a test drive yesterday, it was a turbo, in black.  Impressive.

Only another three months and this blog will be three years old, wow.

I have been thinking about my children, about my distant family, but things are much the same for me here.  Oh and I have a girlfriend now, she is a lovely girl, she really can be.

She is my second girlfriend, my first was Jewish and she was okay and I kind of feel bad about breaking up with her, she was very loyal.

So glad I started this blog now.

=(O-O)=

Hanging "tough"

So April 29th is the date of my last ex-girlfriends birthday, wow.  She must be about twenty five or twenty six now, in a job like Subway or something out there just out of California, with a partner in the U.S. army I believe.  Good on them.

She was z Zionist and wss good to me and I was good to her, but I ended it with her because I thought she was lying to me and the thing is, I was actually right, throughout.

She was a rather a big girl, probably too big for me today.  She had family back in the city of Philadelphia or as she would say... "back east".

Happy birthday Megan.

Another entry

Well, maybe I was thinking too positively in my last post and gave you, the reader, the wrong impression.

When I started this blog, how I am feeling right now or just a couple of days ago was how I was feeling back then, in August of 2010.  The pain can get unbearable and as I have brought up before, I don't know whether what I experience day to day is doing me any long term damage or rather doing any damage to my real health.

I am tired too, I hate this life.  I wake up every morning and I don't feel down or think, I hate this life, I don't think particularly anything.  I just wake up and carry on.

I have something to be happy about, tomorrow I will still try to sell my car and also, I get paid sooner or later.  Money can buy happiness?  Crime does pay?

A few things...

I thought a couple of days ago it was time for me to check in again.  This still stands, and that is if I do not post within six months after my last entry then you can safely say that I am dead, the United States government finally got to me... haha, only took them twenty seven years.  So make of that what you will and I hope you will genuinely mourn my passing, I would like to be remembered as truly a martyr and my martyrdom should be made to be so, martyrdom.  Killings, torture, jailings... whatever.  But I will be dead, and I won't know any different.  It is so silly though, because if I am such a threat, why am I still here?  I won't go over 9/11 again if I haven't already but there are a few things I want to touch on until my next post, if there will be one.

I only have a high school education.  A high school education is about as higher education as it got for me, then all the conspiracy anti-Semitic new world order tripe that I have taken in for the past thirteen years from such personalities like Alex Jones and his bum buddy David Icke, who will have you believe that George W. Bush and the Queen of England are really reptilian overlords.  Information, of which you can still call, that has been made so much more convenient for the pickings thanks to this American tool called, the Internet.

I know that my life could have been so much more different if only I had of changed.  If I had of given my life to god, our heavenly father, and become a devout Christian, it would have opened so many doors of opportunity for me and thus living a good life because of it, I know it.  What I chose was different.  I chose to build walls around myself, isolate myself, become a loner, then slowly learn to hate the world and everyone in it but, because everyone in the world vilely hated me.  And guess what, I am glad I made that decision.  Because I know now that I was really given a rough deal from day one.  One reason for my decision is, I am psychotic.  People with a psychotic illness such as mine have a problem understanding people or situations compared to people who are sane.  Even so, I only need just a teeny wee bit of medication to keep myself in check.  It is strange, because I don't know why I am mentally ill.  My parents don't appear to be mentally ill?  So how am I?  For at least four months in 2009/2010 I did go without any treatment and I found I was reasonably in check.  But my libido was through the roof and I could have fucked anything that walked like a rabbit.  It is funny too, because even with the mis-understanding on my end, there was also a devastating mis-understanding on the other, and that is sad.  I think the main reason though is I don't believe is this privileged bullshit.  Okay, let me explain.  If I had of become a Christian everything that would have happened to me and everyone I would have met would have revolved around god, no.  I am more of a realist also and because of that, I have lost out.  Still, I have been taught to believe in fantasy, I have been taught things that without, I think I could have had a very different life, but still a good and successful one.  As I explained to some young girls who stayed with me about this time last year briefly, I also don't believe in great men or idols, of that especially back in the U.S.S.R. and today in North Korea are tenets of communism or more how I like to describe such government with the word, dictatorship.  I hate to know this, but I do know there is a god, a heavenly father, but because of how I have been conditioned over the past thirteen years I resent him.  I live as a Satanist on the face of it, although not completely, as I do not practice black magic, however I would like to but I am weary and I see being Christian as a weakness, or being pussy.  Even Buddhism, the same.  However I do like this cat of good luck a bit, very cute.  This cat of good luck of Asia is very dis-arming and charming, I want to make love to it.

Anyway, I have my reasons and I have stuck by them for all this time.  The latest revelation that I have found to do with the bigger picture is that I have actually never raped anyone, and if I did, it was all part of gods plan, was it not?  Something to think about.

I get tired of having to harp on about this and this blog on Blogger allows me to do so.

The United Nations in New York City could be the basis of our future one world government.  Again, how I have been conditioned over the past thirteen years has taught me to hate unification.  The white supremacists of movements such as Stormfront and the black supremacists of Al Shakur both hate unity.  They hate unity because they are clearly separatists.  I made it public that I thought I would join Stormfront if Barack Obama won a second term in office, I have yet to do so.  But then I get caught up because I race mix with Asians and add to that my homosexuality, of that I believe is gods plan.  That is something I could be killed over by people of my own race.  I think what really gets my goat though is this South Korean girl I used to know and how she broke my heart so bad.  She actually was of age when I first met her, but still treated me like a piece of shit then just slaps me in the face like a thousand times by having sexual intercourse with black men.  It just makes me so angry how she could do something like that to me.  If she had of told me herself, then okay.  But instead I get communique from two ignorant righteous stupid Christians.

Who I blame for all of this though are whites.

Well, I want to thank you, the reader, for reading my blog up until now and there might be more sooner or later.  So have a nice day and treat others how you want to be treated?

An update

Just the other day I thought, my blog?  I still have it, I still have the password, I can still update it!  Yay!

Well, after my exercise regime that I did continue for the full six weeks, the six pack of abdominal muscle I was trying to achieve was leaving much to be desired, around my stomach area.  I'm proud that I put in all the effort and every time I made sure I went that bit further to try and make up the result of which was supposed to be a washboard set of abs, I didn't slack off.  Well, it didn't exactly happen I think.  I wake up in the morning, on an empty stomach and my stomach is flat.  However I do have more fat or flab around that area than usual.  In other words, I have a little extra padding than other men.  I don't know why this is exactly, but it could be because of some birth defect I have inherited, something like that.  2012 is almost over, and I turn twenty seven tomorrow, but my point is is that 2012 will be known as the year I lost thirty kilograms of weight and have managed to keep it off since I stopped the diet (but have since a month ago moved to the Biggest Loser diet) and went back to somewhat normal food.  It was extremely painful and miserable, a lot of pirated porn (a lot of time spent in front of a desktop computer), many orgasms to go with it (about two hundred) and nice wintery sunny days that I spent on my patio trying to relax between eats.  I found without a structure and how naturally disciplined I am with one, I couldn't go back to normal food period.  If I did, the weight would just pile on.  I have learnt a lot from Tony Ferguson and I have yet to sincerely thank him for his guidance in my successful journey of weight loss.

Since five weeks ago, I have put myself back on a meal replacement diet, the Biggest Loser diet from also Australia.  The first week, I dropped right down to fifty two kilograms just like that.  But since then I have slowly increased and my weigh in today was exactly the same as last week, can you believe it?  This diet also puts the subject into what is called ketosis.  A state that with the deprivation of food, allows fat to burn because you are putting more out than putting in.  Water is vital and you must drink two liters a day.

My goal was to get right down to about forty nine or fifty kilograms.  But the Tony Ferguson representatives would not allow me as they were concerned, even gravely, for my health.

So other than that, since the exercise stopped, I have been shopping, I bought a new car, been having sex with more Asian prostitutes, drinking, smoking... all by myself.  I thought I would mainly check in to let you all know I'm still here.

By god it is hot now, we are in summer.  Thats the problem, two extremes.  Too cold in the winter and too hot in the summer.  But what are ya gonna do.