I can honestly say I am happy for the moment. Anxious, yes, wondering what my fortune or path will soon be, but glad to know I am out of that crappy muck of a job. I got done what I needed to paid off my car, got a little money under my belt, but now I can find a job of my liking to get me to Portland.
I figure I love videogames and have tried to apply as a manager at Gamestop before, but heck I don't need a ton of cash and I do like actually learning how to do a job my employee's will do so starting at the bottom is A okay with me. I can learn the ropes hopefully get in with good nature with the right people and get my foot in the door to manage and have an opportunity to transfer to Portland, Oregon. And even if I can not transfer at least I will be working a job here in Las Vegas that I like and will be happy in even if the money is not great. Eventually save enough money to get out of Vegas and I'm okay staying one year here as long as I am happy and not miserable.
Once up in Portland I plan to have enough money to find either a room for rent probably since my credit is so damn bad or possibly a small apartment if I am credit worthy at the time. Once I'm nice and cozy if I do not have a job immediately in place I will find work but have enough money where I have some time to locate a job. I want to find a decent job where I can save some money and attend a community college, gain residency, and eventually attend the University of Oregon and graduate with a Sports Management degree. If I can do this I will totally feel I have made a great accomplishment a life accomplishment, one that was against the odds and actually personally felt like I made it. Will this be extremely difficult? Yes. Is it possible? Yes. Can I do it? Yes!
Monday, December 6, 2010
What a day!
Just for a day, it was one of those days, so beautiful outside with clear blue skies a nice crisp 65 degrees, walking through lovely paths, golden and red leaves laden on the path, enabling for the moment and even the day to forget about my worries and just look up at the blue sky and down on the earth, and realize how beautiful this world can really be.
I have spent the last couple of months working for another resort in Las Vegas, NV called The Cosmopolitan. It is actually a nice resort very distinct and boutique luxurious, but as with any resort my luck I get the douche of douche bags as a boss. Someone who didn't know what they were doing, pretending to know everything, and definitely acted like it. I just believe life is too short to have to handle so much crap. Maybe if it was my first time around the block I could have handled it but having dealt with so much previous bullshit, I knew this would be an ever going day after day dealing with someone I didn't respect and didn't like at all. And at the end of the day I was somewhere I did not want to be anyways, so this guy rubbing me the wrong way and I doing all the work for him so he can have a department, I said in my own way to him, "GO FUCK YOURSELF" and basically let this guy swim on his own. What a douche bag always leaning on me to do everything than trying to tell me what to do at times. Hierarchy got to love it. I am not going to waste my time to really explain all what truly makes this fool such a tool, but trust me when I tell you, he was a capital HOMO!
Life is so damn short, so short, and we have no freaking idea when or what will really happen. My sister Marguerite was married recently on Sunday, November 28 at 2pm, four days after her 30th birthday to her boyfriend of four years Nathan Knee. The reason for their sudden marriage was heavily due to the fact that he was diagnosed this month with melanoma cancer which is cancer of the skin. Well, that's at least how it started, supposedly he had a giant mole grow on his back 10 years ago or so that he never got treated for. He had been coughing since mid October, he went to the doctor and thought it was just a case of being sick with bronchitis, but after not getting better he went back to the doctor and they took X-Rays of his chest. The X-Ray found 2 masses in his lungs. This prompted the doctor to send him to get a CT scan which is a detailed procedure to see what is in his lungs. The results were not good unfortunately they found several nodules or masses in his lungs and a few days later after also doing a biopsy the doctors found out that is was Melanoma Cancer, after hoping for lymphoma which the doctors thought it might be, and not hoping for Lung Cancer which was also a possibility, but the true shocker came from the news that it started as skin cancer, but has now spread to his lungs. Any day now he will do a full body PET and CAT scan to see if the cancer is anywhere else in his body. This poor, poor guy, this is so scary and so not right to happen to anyone, but really hits home when someone so close to the family is so sick with such a real life threatening disease. We always try to tell ourselves it will be just fine and most of the time it really is but when it turns out not to be when so young it appears not real or some nightmare, it is hard to imagine this is actually happening, and what about Nate its actually happening to him, I can not even imagine what he must be going through. As of now he is still coughing, and is in pain a lot of pain in his shoulder and sometimes his leg/groin area. All positive energy must go towards him and getting him better.
My sisters wedding will be a day I will never forget. She and Nate looked so great and so happy! Margi had a white creme colored dress on and Nate was real sharp with a striped 3 piece suit and tie. My mother, sister Addie, Nate's brother Ken, Nate's parents, and our friends were there to celebrate the event. It was such a harmonious day. At the end of it all, me, Marg's, Nate, and Jon my best friend, all played Smart Ass at the house it was great!
We must follow our dreams and love our families and friends, and spend as much time with them and our passions as much as we can. For the time we have on this earth is not guaranteed tomorrow so we must live every minute every second to the fullest.
I have spent the last couple of months working for another resort in Las Vegas, NV called The Cosmopolitan. It is actually a nice resort very distinct and boutique luxurious, but as with any resort my luck I get the douche of douche bags as a boss. Someone who didn't know what they were doing, pretending to know everything, and definitely acted like it. I just believe life is too short to have to handle so much crap. Maybe if it was my first time around the block I could have handled it but having dealt with so much previous bullshit, I knew this would be an ever going day after day dealing with someone I didn't respect and didn't like at all. And at the end of the day I was somewhere I did not want to be anyways, so this guy rubbing me the wrong way and I doing all the work for him so he can have a department, I said in my own way to him, "GO FUCK YOURSELF" and basically let this guy swim on his own. What a douche bag always leaning on me to do everything than trying to tell me what to do at times. Hierarchy got to love it. I am not going to waste my time to really explain all what truly makes this fool such a tool, but trust me when I tell you, he was a capital HOMO!
Life is so damn short, so short, and we have no freaking idea when or what will really happen. My sister Marguerite was married recently on Sunday, November 28 at 2pm, four days after her 30th birthday to her boyfriend of four years Nathan Knee. The reason for their sudden marriage was heavily due to the fact that he was diagnosed this month with melanoma cancer which is cancer of the skin. Well, that's at least how it started, supposedly he had a giant mole grow on his back 10 years ago or so that he never got treated for. He had been coughing since mid October, he went to the doctor and thought it was just a case of being sick with bronchitis, but after not getting better he went back to the doctor and they took X-Rays of his chest. The X-Ray found 2 masses in his lungs. This prompted the doctor to send him to get a CT scan which is a detailed procedure to see what is in his lungs. The results were not good unfortunately they found several nodules or masses in his lungs and a few days later after also doing a biopsy the doctors found out that is was Melanoma Cancer, after hoping for lymphoma which the doctors thought it might be, and not hoping for Lung Cancer which was also a possibility, but the true shocker came from the news that it started as skin cancer, but has now spread to his lungs. Any day now he will do a full body PET and CAT scan to see if the cancer is anywhere else in his body. This poor, poor guy, this is so scary and so not right to happen to anyone, but really hits home when someone so close to the family is so sick with such a real life threatening disease. We always try to tell ourselves it will be just fine and most of the time it really is but when it turns out not to be when so young it appears not real or some nightmare, it is hard to imagine this is actually happening, and what about Nate its actually happening to him, I can not even imagine what he must be going through. As of now he is still coughing, and is in pain a lot of pain in his shoulder and sometimes his leg/groin area. All positive energy must go towards him and getting him better.
My sisters wedding will be a day I will never forget. She and Nate looked so great and so happy! Margi had a white creme colored dress on and Nate was real sharp with a striped 3 piece suit and tie. My mother, sister Addie, Nate's brother Ken, Nate's parents, and our friends were there to celebrate the event. It was such a harmonious day. At the end of it all, me, Marg's, Nate, and Jon my best friend, all played Smart Ass at the house it was great!
We must follow our dreams and love our families and friends, and spend as much time with them and our passions as much as we can. For the time we have on this earth is not guaranteed tomorrow so we must live every minute every second to the fullest.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
The Coming....
I am tired, I am exhausted, I am happy? But how? But why? Work has been draining and brutal, but as always what seems to always break the crust of all molds a woman. I was able to meet a woman who intrigues me, a woman who is confident, nice, sweet, beautiful, and just plain awesome. She is so humble and easy to talk to and her mental aptitude is one that I can definitely relate to. Now I hardly know anything personal about this woman, I know she is a mixologist for beverages and that she takes pride and works hard and is dedicated to her craft, and that I do admire.
I do know that although work may be horrible and that I dread going in at least I have the hope to see and speak to her. Today was one of those days. I read my horrible scope as I call it and it basically told me I would be meeting my soul mate in some fashion today. Now its a Saturday and the chance I see her at work is very slim, but I felt the wave of energy telling me there is a good chance I would see her, and what do you know I did. Myself, her, and the two other mixologists ended up doing a small taste testing. Now maybe its her personality, very upfront, but I have this slight feeling at times she was flirting with me. I really don't believe it, but I feel it, so I will do all that I can and go for it. I took a photo of her and the other two mixologists sitting on the ground around a cardboard box. As we all sat there like kids back in grade school being giddy and enjoying the moment as if we had no worries or fears it was awesome.
I emailed her asking for her number to send the pic, so lets see Monday if I get it!
I am currently so tired and full I can barely concentrate on this writing but what I can say is I am really excited at the prospect of getting to know this woman. Lets hope that this is the start to something great!
I do know that although work may be horrible and that I dread going in at least I have the hope to see and speak to her. Today was one of those days. I read my horrible scope as I call it and it basically told me I would be meeting my soul mate in some fashion today. Now its a Saturday and the chance I see her at work is very slim, but I felt the wave of energy telling me there is a good chance I would see her, and what do you know I did. Myself, her, and the two other mixologists ended up doing a small taste testing. Now maybe its her personality, very upfront, but I have this slight feeling at times she was flirting with me. I really don't believe it, but I feel it, so I will do all that I can and go for it. I took a photo of her and the other two mixologists sitting on the ground around a cardboard box. As we all sat there like kids back in grade school being giddy and enjoying the moment as if we had no worries or fears it was awesome.
I emailed her asking for her number to send the pic, so lets see Monday if I get it!
I am currently so tired and full I can barely concentrate on this writing but what I can say is I am really excited at the prospect of getting to know this woman. Lets hope that this is the start to something great!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Where am I going? What am I doing?
I feel my passion for the thrill to live is draining or has been drained. The more I see and realize the boundless beauties our world has to offer the further I see myself from them. The further I see my opportunities slip away as time leans on me and cuts into my hope.
I miss my family, I miss being able to believe and think I can do anything. I miss who I once thought I could be. I have grasped so hard into what I believe to be true and that even that, I have if not almost lost the care to even know weather it is or isn't. I want to believe I have this strategy, but why is it that I feel I am going into the depths of hell my own personal hell to just have an opportunity at my dream. I feel I am going through this tumultuous hell just to get out to climb up a slippery slide which may or may not be what I wish at the very end after-all. But we only live once and if it is only once the only option I have is to go for it.
I am trying oh so hard to conjure up the mental strength to go on, I have an incredible family who always believes in me and that really helps me just stay afloat. Through my life I really try to help others, be the better half, the one who always gives to others, thinks of others first, and even I would tend to believe that after all these gestures, this way of life that good fortune would have struck just a little bit more my way. Its this constant weight dragging on my good hopes and bringing them down that is really making it difficult for me to have any belief that hope will improve.
I keep striking out, I've never hit the ball over the fence, I've had dreams I could, I practiced everyday stayed positive, dreamed bigger and more than dreams thought they could expand, and after empty results time and time again the doubt, the question has slowly crept in my mind maybe it's just not possible. Maybe just maybe I will always strike out. Now I have aged looked down at my bat and it has also aged, brittle and weak, and I'm playing in the worst possible environments, but as always I have the best supporters in the world my family, sticking by me believing that I can achieve want what I want, that I can be great. The fear of looking at so many people that have came and gone looking at so many people who had the same dreams I had at one point that they could achieve their dreams and now there life is all but over, past brittle but broken, leading lives that were unfulfilled, and the sadness is permanent in their faces. The belief that I am coming closer to this as time leans heavier on me is breaking me. How could someone who always tried, always wanted the best for others, have their dreams just broken? How?
I will miserably carry on and drag my feet in sorrow, as pitiful as that sound its much sadder living it. I'll keep swinging without any hope of success, the proof is whether there is hope or not the results remain the same. I know this is no formula to success but believing and trying was no formula either. So much of my day is spent in utter misery, I hate it, the anger is grasping my bones, I am stuck in a freaking cage that I know I have to go in for so much of my day. It is so draining that the half a second I have out of it all I can think about is not wanting to go back in when I know I have to. That is misery.
What did Donald Trump all these people do in their past lives to have the luxury to live like gods. Not to say they are happy who knows if they are or aren't. But in a world driven by money, where it doesn't make you happy but sure damn does makes things a hell of a lot easier and a damn higher percentage of being happy. I've been jobless for months just recently started working in hell, but its awful when I want to go exersize in the park but I freaking cant because I cant afford the water it will take to hydrate me or afford the food it will cost to eat after I burn some calories. That's misery. Has there been worse misery lived out by others fuck yeah. Has millions of deuchebags enjoyed life and have had much easier times for happiness and success a fucking hell yes as well. So, I go from being dead broke to still being dead broke at the moment to having to work in hell, trapped in a cage, just to have a chance to not be dead broke. My life rocks. No girl, no money to eat, go out, take a girl out, or buy shoes without holes, clothes that fit, hence I am now way over weight.
How can things get better? I am like a rat in a maze looking, sniffing every crevice every second for a way out, but as I mentioned not all rats make it. Some end up trapped with the dreams of getting out physically and mentally wiped out by time eroding hope and the heart that lets one live. I will die with utter anger, utter hate for all things existing if time takes away my opportunity before I can fulfill my dreams.
I want to leave it with saying I am sorry for anyone who happens to read this, although my dreams are just about all but lost doesn't mean anyone else s' has to. Remember in America the top 2% of people make 98% of the money in this country that leaves 2% of the money for 98% of the people, so good luck trying to be a good person as part of the 98% of the people and try to get your fair share of the pie. More power to ya, for ya know it hasn't worked out for me thats for sure. It did get me into hell though. Yeaaaaahhhhh!
Well I better get some rest because its going to be a long day in hell tomorrow. Let the innocent be tortured thank you universe for treating us oh so kind. I am sure all these people who were murdered in wars or massacred by the Nazi's deserved it too. If the universe has taught me anything its don't rely on it and life for sure isn't fair. But at least being a good person I will feel good laying out on the streets starving for food watching others have great undeserved success.
I am not sure if I have ever been so angry, so saddened, so beat down from the outlook of life than I am right now. And what makes it so damn bad is I don't really see an end to these dark days.
Where is the sun?
I miss my family, I miss being able to believe and think I can do anything. I miss who I once thought I could be. I have grasped so hard into what I believe to be true and that even that, I have if not almost lost the care to even know weather it is or isn't. I want to believe I have this strategy, but why is it that I feel I am going into the depths of hell my own personal hell to just have an opportunity at my dream. I feel I am going through this tumultuous hell just to get out to climb up a slippery slide which may or may not be what I wish at the very end after-all. But we only live once and if it is only once the only option I have is to go for it.
I am trying oh so hard to conjure up the mental strength to go on, I have an incredible family who always believes in me and that really helps me just stay afloat. Through my life I really try to help others, be the better half, the one who always gives to others, thinks of others first, and even I would tend to believe that after all these gestures, this way of life that good fortune would have struck just a little bit more my way. Its this constant weight dragging on my good hopes and bringing them down that is really making it difficult for me to have any belief that hope will improve.
I keep striking out, I've never hit the ball over the fence, I've had dreams I could, I practiced everyday stayed positive, dreamed bigger and more than dreams thought they could expand, and after empty results time and time again the doubt, the question has slowly crept in my mind maybe it's just not possible. Maybe just maybe I will always strike out. Now I have aged looked down at my bat and it has also aged, brittle and weak, and I'm playing in the worst possible environments, but as always I have the best supporters in the world my family, sticking by me believing that I can achieve want what I want, that I can be great. The fear of looking at so many people that have came and gone looking at so many people who had the same dreams I had at one point that they could achieve their dreams and now there life is all but over, past brittle but broken, leading lives that were unfulfilled, and the sadness is permanent in their faces. The belief that I am coming closer to this as time leans heavier on me is breaking me. How could someone who always tried, always wanted the best for others, have their dreams just broken? How?
I will miserably carry on and drag my feet in sorrow, as pitiful as that sound its much sadder living it. I'll keep swinging without any hope of success, the proof is whether there is hope or not the results remain the same. I know this is no formula to success but believing and trying was no formula either. So much of my day is spent in utter misery, I hate it, the anger is grasping my bones, I am stuck in a freaking cage that I know I have to go in for so much of my day. It is so draining that the half a second I have out of it all I can think about is not wanting to go back in when I know I have to. That is misery.
What did Donald Trump all these people do in their past lives to have the luxury to live like gods. Not to say they are happy who knows if they are or aren't. But in a world driven by money, where it doesn't make you happy but sure damn does makes things a hell of a lot easier and a damn higher percentage of being happy. I've been jobless for months just recently started working in hell, but its awful when I want to go exersize in the park but I freaking cant because I cant afford the water it will take to hydrate me or afford the food it will cost to eat after I burn some calories. That's misery. Has there been worse misery lived out by others fuck yeah. Has millions of deuchebags enjoyed life and have had much easier times for happiness and success a fucking hell yes as well. So, I go from being dead broke to still being dead broke at the moment to having to work in hell, trapped in a cage, just to have a chance to not be dead broke. My life rocks. No girl, no money to eat, go out, take a girl out, or buy shoes without holes, clothes that fit, hence I am now way over weight.
How can things get better? I am like a rat in a maze looking, sniffing every crevice every second for a way out, but as I mentioned not all rats make it. Some end up trapped with the dreams of getting out physically and mentally wiped out by time eroding hope and the heart that lets one live. I will die with utter anger, utter hate for all things existing if time takes away my opportunity before I can fulfill my dreams.
I want to leave it with saying I am sorry for anyone who happens to read this, although my dreams are just about all but lost doesn't mean anyone else s' has to. Remember in America the top 2% of people make 98% of the money in this country that leaves 2% of the money for 98% of the people, so good luck trying to be a good person as part of the 98% of the people and try to get your fair share of the pie. More power to ya, for ya know it hasn't worked out for me thats for sure. It did get me into hell though. Yeaaaaahhhhh!
Well I better get some rest because its going to be a long day in hell tomorrow. Let the innocent be tortured thank you universe for treating us oh so kind. I am sure all these people who were murdered in wars or massacred by the Nazi's deserved it too. If the universe has taught me anything its don't rely on it and life for sure isn't fair. But at least being a good person I will feel good laying out on the streets starving for food watching others have great undeserved success.
I am not sure if I have ever been so angry, so saddened, so beat down from the outlook of life than I am right now. And what makes it so damn bad is I don't really see an end to these dark days.
Where is the sun?
Thursday, September 9, 2010
A Woman.
I couldn't really think of what to write about, only that I wanted to write, with the clutter of life's problems piling up and choices to be made billowing like a large ball of garbage tumbling over and over in my head with it only getting bigger and bigger and more extrusive I choose to write about what soothes the mind better than any medicine or words of advice, a woman. Most recently I thought about and think about how those I know and the decisions they have made and maybe at times I have made and how when we are in love we do things, irrational things, things we see people do and think that is absolutely nuts, but when we are in the whirlwind that we call love we make and do things that appear to others as one can only think to themselves with utter despair, "What the Fuck."
It's easy to be embarrassed when you think about the moments or actions you once lead that had you being that What the Fuck individual and you think to yourself I will never place myself in a position like that ever again, but it's love good or bad that is stronger than any will and regardless of belief of manner in the end love takes over.
I am not here to say that I am in love or anywhere there near it. What I am here to say and whether it makes sense or not to me it is what soothes the soul or mind for that matter is the thought of a woman. Be it a friend or lover.
There is someone I admire for her free will and driving stubbornness are traits combined with her smile, and love of life, that motivate me. Motivate me to just be, be happy, be me, be better. Why? I have no idea why, if I did I'd bottle it up and sell it. And that's what a Woman does, soothes the soul and yet sends you down a whirling path of madness that everyone can see but yourself. The few moments I'd captured with her were short yet so memorable. I've traveled the country, I've managed hundreds if not thousands, and yet it's her impenetrable persona that I can do this attitude when even though she may not be able to its her allure that makes me look at her and think to myself she is special and it's her allure that is forever embedded into my mind that when I'm down or think I can't, I think of her and think, shit I can.
As different as two people can be, we probably are, and to say I know her I don't. I know she changed me, I know the thought of her and how different she is soothes me.
I'm getting too tired to think clearly, but I will say I want to be raw, upfront, and honest. Maybe these actions will lead me to a dark lonely corner for I will have ostracized everyone else. I'll die happy falling down that path because in the end at least you'll have a story to tell or worth telling.
It's easy to be embarrassed when you think about the moments or actions you once lead that had you being that What the Fuck individual and you think to yourself I will never place myself in a position like that ever again, but it's love good or bad that is stronger than any will and regardless of belief of manner in the end love takes over.
I am not here to say that I am in love or anywhere there near it. What I am here to say and whether it makes sense or not to me it is what soothes the soul or mind for that matter is the thought of a woman. Be it a friend or lover.
There is someone I admire for her free will and driving stubbornness are traits combined with her smile, and love of life, that motivate me. Motivate me to just be, be happy, be me, be better. Why? I have no idea why, if I did I'd bottle it up and sell it. And that's what a Woman does, soothes the soul and yet sends you down a whirling path of madness that everyone can see but yourself. The few moments I'd captured with her were short yet so memorable. I've traveled the country, I've managed hundreds if not thousands, and yet it's her impenetrable persona that I can do this attitude when even though she may not be able to its her allure that makes me look at her and think to myself she is special and it's her allure that is forever embedded into my mind that when I'm down or think I can't, I think of her and think, shit I can.
As different as two people can be, we probably are, and to say I know her I don't. I know she changed me, I know the thought of her and how different she is soothes me.
I'm getting too tired to think clearly, but I will say I want to be raw, upfront, and honest. Maybe these actions will lead me to a dark lonely corner for I will have ostracized everyone else. I'll die happy falling down that path because in the end at least you'll have a story to tell or worth telling.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Soul Devouring!
Yes, that is the title and yes, that is how I feel. At least after my most recent escapade, of going through a grueling interview process to get a pool manager job that I am more than qualified for. I've definitely came to realize that do your good will, work hard, and the universe has its path filled with signs that you are meant to run down. I thought this job would be it and maybe some slight chance it still is, but when I say it I don't mean career "it", I mean job to make some dough that I know how to do to eventually get to where I want to be, Oregon.
Its tough going through those interviews because the more I heard from what the people had to say who were interviewing me the more I disliked the idea of being there. Its not necessarily that these individuals are the devils workers sent here to do evil things to people or me. It is just that these people live, breathe, and crave the makings and doings of Las Vegas and in doing so have lost their sense of what it is to be human, modest, and humble. One statement made by them was how Las Vegas was at 14% unemployment rate and how they wouldn't hire most of them because they aren't good enough or qualified enough to work in their vision of quality. That statement touched home, my mother spent much time unemployed as am I now, so that statement felt like a knife be jabbed right into me and I have to sit there and pretend to agree with this person to get a job I wish I didn't have to do for people like that, people who just subconsciously put themselves on a higher pedestal. I want to say I can't and for the meantime I will, but unfortunately in the world we live, it will be very hard for me to pay my bills, eat food, and achieve my ultimate goal without some form of money. Gosh I must try and find another way, but I am running out of time.
Its tough going through those interviews because the more I heard from what the people had to say who were interviewing me the more I disliked the idea of being there. Its not necessarily that these individuals are the devils workers sent here to do evil things to people or me. It is just that these people live, breathe, and crave the makings and doings of Las Vegas and in doing so have lost their sense of what it is to be human, modest, and humble. One statement made by them was how Las Vegas was at 14% unemployment rate and how they wouldn't hire most of them because they aren't good enough or qualified enough to work in their vision of quality. That statement touched home, my mother spent much time unemployed as am I now, so that statement felt like a knife be jabbed right into me and I have to sit there and pretend to agree with this person to get a job I wish I didn't have to do for people like that, people who just subconsciously put themselves on a higher pedestal. I want to say I can't and for the meantime I will, but unfortunately in the world we live, it will be very hard for me to pay my bills, eat food, and achieve my ultimate goal without some form of money. Gosh I must try and find another way, but I am running out of time.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
The Grind
Its about to begin, back in the city that devours souls, I will interview later this afternoon to be a pool manager at The Cosmopolitan Resort in Las Vegas. My goal is in mind and I realize that this is just another hurdle in my ultimate goal of attending University of Oregon for a sports marketing/management degree. It's hard to be happy but it is exciting to know that I am just inching closer to achieving my goal and at the same time supplementing my empty bank account so I can also pay some close friends and family back and catch up on all those "Beat the Little Man Down More Bills". Thank you United States Corporations who pull the puppet strings of our politicians for creating brittle ladders with holes deeper than the ladders themselves for us "The Reason Why We Have Food and Homes Workers" just enough crumbs of the pie we made to scrape by another day while you can sell it, profit it, and eat just about all of it too. Thank You!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Full Circle
I once wrote about a journey that I said was like, "Alice in Wonderland, a time warp for the amount of absolute joy and sacrifice crunched in such a short amount of time creating experiences which should have been played over many months if not years but in my instance it was just a few short weeks." I can't even begin to explain the people I met from the passengers, to odd people on the road, to my fellow tour leaders, so many, so many different stories that shaped me, that rattles my soul trying to comprehend it all and that it happened, but now it appears as just a dream, but one I definitely grew from.
Its hard to breathe, hard to believe I am no longer involved in such tiring work, work that was worth it, work that was adventure every second, every sweat, worry, laughter, of the way. Taking foreigners across the country to State and National Parks, visiting cities small and large and I shouldn't say taking I was their tour guide, leading, teaching, helping, every second of the way.
I came to grips with where I am at now, my sisters house back in Las Vegas, wrestling at times with a decision I made. To come back. Its hard to imagine how different everything was and here I am looking for a job that in my mind at one time I never thought I'd comeback to. A job working for careless people working in environments that murder the soul, working and working and working and nothing else. Man I never would have guessed that back in January when I got the Trek America job that I would be back in Las Vegas where I am. But if there is one thing I saw and realized this year a year, in which I told my sister (and wrote in previous blogs) 2010 is to be a year of Adventure and it truly, truly has been. Everyone is in shock as why I am back and believe me no one is in shock more than I. But as I was saying through all my travels from the beginning of all this, the craziest year of my life to date, everything that came to be I saw it prospering before it even would. Events would line up and fall into place just perfectly, the universe was always giving me clues letting me know what path to take and the outcome that would eventually take place (for example just as I was writing this article writing the word "Perfectly" in my last senctence the song I was listening to by the Red Hot Chili Peppers sang the word "Perfectly" just as I was writing it, and in a sequence of events to rare and odd for coincidence as I was just writing the word "Perfectly" in quotation to explain it, they sang the word a second time just exactly the time I was writing it. Almost as if the universe lays out little clues letting you know your on track.) I had so many of these events occur beginning in January letting me know I'm going the right way and I tell you if you were in my shoes trust me you would not call them coincidences, but I don't blame you if you do for if it hadn't happened to me I might be quick to call them so if I were just listening to my last example, but if I were to write and relate them all I believe any and everyone would be astonished and wonder at its reasoning and purpose and come to the conclusion this is not a pattern of coincidences but in some unique way the universe giving off whispering clues.
Which takes me to exactly where I am at now. How in the world did I end up back here? Where am I going? Well I am about to tell you. And like I said if you were in my shoes you know that the clues lead me here. It was the beginning of June I am in the North East United States traveling with foreigners with Trek. I had planned and Trek employers were aware of myself heading off to Las Vegas in mid June for one of my best friends weddings one I promised him I would not only go to but be one of his groomsman. I was and am still honored for he is a true friend. The down side was I was across the country from Vegas and I was going to have to pay hundreds of dollars for a plane ticket and that's just one way. I also had to get my tux at a Mens Warehouse at least be fitted for it for the Wedding and I could then pick it up in Las Vegas just hours before the wedding. Well I was on a trip that went from Washington D.C., to down south, to Chicago, then Niagara Falls, and back to New Jersey/ New York City. I had promised my friend I would be there but being I was making hardly any money and the money I did make I had to put in for a food kitty so that money was gone, I had to find a Mens Warehouse with no time and some real, well one real psychotic lesbian passenger and some other pains' in my ass passengers with me 24-7. Given the circumstances I was doubting my being in Las Vegas as a groomsman for my good friend. How would I come up with the money, time, and a Mens Warehouse (didn't mention the cost of the suit either) just days before the wedding. Well I was in Chicago leading a tour though this City a giant one at that, one I had never ever been to or even really studied at all, this just goes to show you with the hours end of driving, setting up camp, and handling foreigners some in which had never been to this nation before took up ALL MY TIME. Another miracle in itself, was what I was able to accomplish in a split seconds time amazes me even thinking some of the things I made possible were done. Luckily we had two days in Chicago and on the second day with just the couple hours to myself I thought okay I'll at least look to see if there is a Mens Warehouse in Chicago and near to where I am at, it was my last and real attempt to be in this wedding. I really didn't think it would happen at this time. I was hurt for I know he depended on me to be there and I told him I would and I wanted to be there for him and be a man of my word. For being a man of your word truly matters when you speak it to someone you care of. It turned out after looking on my Google app on my phone there was a Mens Warehouse literally a couple minute walk around the corner from where I was staying. A BIG sign of lets go for this. I had no idea prior if Mens Warehouse was a national store, just on the West Coast, etc., and if it were national would it be in Chicago and close by that I could get to in my short straddled time.
As I said when a sign falls in your lap last second as it did for me you'll will see everything else just falls perfectly into place. A puzzle that you find the final piece that lets you see that it's a puzzle just at its last moments before collapse and finding that last piece enables you to see every-other piece as if each piece were just slightly apart from one another letting you see how it will all fall in place all you have to do is put them together. I needed the money for a plane ticket or there was no suit and no wedding. I called my buddy one of many years also a groomsman in the wedding. My friends know I never ask for anything and as close as we all are just the mere mentioning of help to get to this wedding my friend basically hung up, called me back, and gave me the details of the ticket, one that at its cheapest was over $400 one way. So there it is my fate stamped, ticket back to family and friends, to my friend Derby's Wedding, the suit and everything else fell into place. The costs of getting a plane ticket back, then the extra few hundred dollars for food for my next trip it was too exurbanite to conjure the money to get back to New York.
My time on the magic carpet ride was cut short. One I wish I was still on, but I knew even before I decided to come back for the wedding, during my travels that I planned to ride the magic carpet for only one season. For the travelers I had met that stayed on the ride for too long stayed forever and lost the sense of reality. For they knew nothing of family, a permanent home, a pet, or permanent friends, just the thrill of the ride, taking your mind and chopping it up of anything concrete. My plans after my season were murky didn't know where I'd be or end up, but that was part of my travels, know that if I worked hard always kept positive that the Universe would and always has cleared the smoke and given me a path.
Although I ended up in Las Vegas, I knew it was for reason, all the clues didn't lead me here for nothing, the universe does not work that way. And I can truly tell you that a path and goal has shined on me and opened my eyes like no other. Just as all my other goals especially my last one it will be extremely hard, extremely rewarding and one that has already happened, I have all the puzzle pieces as clear as day I just have to slide them together. My goal and how I will achieve it will blow your mind as so the story continues....
P.S. - A thanks goes out to everyone who reads my blog, and to all who helped me, encouraged me, mentally and physically throughout my journey. Thank You!
Its hard to breathe, hard to believe I am no longer involved in such tiring work, work that was worth it, work that was adventure every second, every sweat, worry, laughter, of the way. Taking foreigners across the country to State and National Parks, visiting cities small and large and I shouldn't say taking I was their tour guide, leading, teaching, helping, every second of the way.
I came to grips with where I am at now, my sisters house back in Las Vegas, wrestling at times with a decision I made. To come back. Its hard to imagine how different everything was and here I am looking for a job that in my mind at one time I never thought I'd comeback to. A job working for careless people working in environments that murder the soul, working and working and working and nothing else. Man I never would have guessed that back in January when I got the Trek America job that I would be back in Las Vegas where I am. But if there is one thing I saw and realized this year a year, in which I told my sister (and wrote in previous blogs) 2010 is to be a year of Adventure and it truly, truly has been. Everyone is in shock as why I am back and believe me no one is in shock more than I. But as I was saying through all my travels from the beginning of all this, the craziest year of my life to date, everything that came to be I saw it prospering before it even would. Events would line up and fall into place just perfectly, the universe was always giving me clues letting me know what path to take and the outcome that would eventually take place (for example just as I was writing this article writing the word "Perfectly" in my last senctence the song I was listening to by the Red Hot Chili Peppers sang the word "Perfectly" just as I was writing it, and in a sequence of events to rare and odd for coincidence as I was just writing the word "Perfectly" in quotation to explain it, they sang the word a second time just exactly the time I was writing it. Almost as if the universe lays out little clues letting you know your on track.) I had so many of these events occur beginning in January letting me know I'm going the right way and I tell you if you were in my shoes trust me you would not call them coincidences, but I don't blame you if you do for if it hadn't happened to me I might be quick to call them so if I were just listening to my last example, but if I were to write and relate them all I believe any and everyone would be astonished and wonder at its reasoning and purpose and come to the conclusion this is not a pattern of coincidences but in some unique way the universe giving off whispering clues.
Which takes me to exactly where I am at now. How in the world did I end up back here? Where am I going? Well I am about to tell you. And like I said if you were in my shoes you know that the clues lead me here. It was the beginning of June I am in the North East United States traveling with foreigners with Trek. I had planned and Trek employers were aware of myself heading off to Las Vegas in mid June for one of my best friends weddings one I promised him I would not only go to but be one of his groomsman. I was and am still honored for he is a true friend. The down side was I was across the country from Vegas and I was going to have to pay hundreds of dollars for a plane ticket and that's just one way. I also had to get my tux at a Mens Warehouse at least be fitted for it for the Wedding and I could then pick it up in Las Vegas just hours before the wedding. Well I was on a trip that went from Washington D.C., to down south, to Chicago, then Niagara Falls, and back to New Jersey/ New York City. I had promised my friend I would be there but being I was making hardly any money and the money I did make I had to put in for a food kitty so that money was gone, I had to find a Mens Warehouse with no time and some real, well one real psychotic lesbian passenger and some other pains' in my ass passengers with me 24-7. Given the circumstances I was doubting my being in Las Vegas as a groomsman for my good friend. How would I come up with the money, time, and a Mens Warehouse (didn't mention the cost of the suit either) just days before the wedding. Well I was in Chicago leading a tour though this City a giant one at that, one I had never ever been to or even really studied at all, this just goes to show you with the hours end of driving, setting up camp, and handling foreigners some in which had never been to this nation before took up ALL MY TIME. Another miracle in itself, was what I was able to accomplish in a split seconds time amazes me even thinking some of the things I made possible were done. Luckily we had two days in Chicago and on the second day with just the couple hours to myself I thought okay I'll at least look to see if there is a Mens Warehouse in Chicago and near to where I am at, it was my last and real attempt to be in this wedding. I really didn't think it would happen at this time. I was hurt for I know he depended on me to be there and I told him I would and I wanted to be there for him and be a man of my word. For being a man of your word truly matters when you speak it to someone you care of. It turned out after looking on my Google app on my phone there was a Mens Warehouse literally a couple minute walk around the corner from where I was staying. A BIG sign of lets go for this. I had no idea prior if Mens Warehouse was a national store, just on the West Coast, etc., and if it were national would it be in Chicago and close by that I could get to in my short straddled time.
As I said when a sign falls in your lap last second as it did for me you'll will see everything else just falls perfectly into place. A puzzle that you find the final piece that lets you see that it's a puzzle just at its last moments before collapse and finding that last piece enables you to see every-other piece as if each piece were just slightly apart from one another letting you see how it will all fall in place all you have to do is put them together. I needed the money for a plane ticket or there was no suit and no wedding. I called my buddy one of many years also a groomsman in the wedding. My friends know I never ask for anything and as close as we all are just the mere mentioning of help to get to this wedding my friend basically hung up, called me back, and gave me the details of the ticket, one that at its cheapest was over $400 one way. So there it is my fate stamped, ticket back to family and friends, to my friend Derby's Wedding, the suit and everything else fell into place. The costs of getting a plane ticket back, then the extra few hundred dollars for food for my next trip it was too exurbanite to conjure the money to get back to New York.
My time on the magic carpet ride was cut short. One I wish I was still on, but I knew even before I decided to come back for the wedding, during my travels that I planned to ride the magic carpet for only one season. For the travelers I had met that stayed on the ride for too long stayed forever and lost the sense of reality. For they knew nothing of family, a permanent home, a pet, or permanent friends, just the thrill of the ride, taking your mind and chopping it up of anything concrete. My plans after my season were murky didn't know where I'd be or end up, but that was part of my travels, know that if I worked hard always kept positive that the Universe would and always has cleared the smoke and given me a path.
Although I ended up in Las Vegas, I knew it was for reason, all the clues didn't lead me here for nothing, the universe does not work that way. And I can truly tell you that a path and goal has shined on me and opened my eyes like no other. Just as all my other goals especially my last one it will be extremely hard, extremely rewarding and one that has already happened, I have all the puzzle pieces as clear as day I just have to slide them together. My goal and how I will achieve it will blow your mind as so the story continues....
P.S. - A thanks goes out to everyone who reads my blog, and to all who helped me, encouraged me, mentally and physically throughout my journey. Thank You!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Unknown Journey!
I don't know where to even begin. I am sitting in a New Orleans airport feeling like I am at the end of some long journey, but it is truly only the beginning. I have met so many different people and been to so many different places the last few weeks its difficult to grasp what is going on. Meeting individuals from all over the United States and the world some of which have defined my life forever people I will never forget and people who will never forget me. The feeling is like going to a new high school every few weeks meeting great friends having memorable conversations and then moving to a new high school to do it all over again. Its one journey that not many have the opportunity to experience, constantly having your energy drained from pure joy of life, its non stop heart wrenching excitement.
I have spent the last few weeks working for Trek America, meeting my fellow tour leaders 8 of us total were hired as training group one, 2010 and we call ourselves the bumblebees by the way and I'll get to this a little later, taking multitude's of tests, going on a training trip, taking a commercial driving test, and then being sent directly on a observation trip of an actual tour, which leads me to this moment of sitting in the airport of New Orleans prepared to go back to Los Angeles only to begin my first tour. Just when I've had an Alice in Wonderland type of journey and think I see the tunnel it only turns out I've just changed paths in this magical world I now live in and the door to reality is no where to be seen for I still have much much more to do! In the real world that exists it would takes many months or years to live the story I'm about to share, but in my time warp its only been a few weeks.
I have spent the last few weeks working for Trek America, meeting my fellow tour leaders 8 of us total were hired as training group one, 2010 and we call ourselves the bumblebees by the way and I'll get to this a little later, taking multitude's of tests, going on a training trip, taking a commercial driving test, and then being sent directly on a observation trip of an actual tour, which leads me to this moment of sitting in the airport of New Orleans prepared to go back to Los Angeles only to begin my first tour. Just when I've had an Alice in Wonderland type of journey and think I see the tunnel it only turns out I've just changed paths in this magical world I now live in and the door to reality is no where to be seen for I still have much much more to do! In the real world that exists it would takes many months or years to live the story I'm about to share, but in my time warp its only been a few weeks.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Symbolism
How can one discern what is meant to be and what just is possibly coincidence? I once text my sister on New Year’s 2010 to a “Year of Adventure”, I was just driving home after another day working and preparing for New Years Eve at Red Rock Resort watching the fireworks from my car right down the street from my house and I knew this was going to be a big year a life altering year. Who would have known 2009 was like many years that preceded working my butt off day and night, but the one difference was I knew on January 4th, 2010 I would be applying for a new job one entirely different than any other I have previously worked. I would be applying for a tour leading job that leads small group tours throughout the United States and Canada. Although it was only January 1st, I knew that in some form or fashion that I would be getting this job.
There are many events that would fall into place almost like a drawn out puzzle, I didn’t quite have all the pieces of the puzzle but I could see a thin outline of how it was to shape out. Beginning January 4th, 2010 I sent my resume in to Trek America and within a couple of days I had a response to fill out their application. Their application was one with many requirements from past employment information to DMV Records. I had obtained all information and sent in my application the next day via fax. Within a couple of days, it was Tuesday, January 12th I received a call from Trek America seeing if I was interested in an interview. Being it was my first day off of two days I jumped at the opportunity, but she told me she would send me an e-mail regarding all the information I needed to know about the interview and if I was interested to e-mail her back a confirmation of the interview request. The e-mail stated that I needed to be knowledgeable of U.S. History, National Parks, and to prepare a 5-min presentation on any major city or National Park that Trek America ventures to. Not a big deal right? Well, luckily for me I had one day for if I wanted the interview it was to be the next day in Los Angeles at 1pm, I gladly accepted.
Heart racing, mind, thoughts swirling around like a dust devil, where do I begin, how do I start to prepare? Juggling ecstatic excitement with the burdening awareness I have just hours to study, prepare, and be mentally acute for the largest interview of my life. I quickly awoke my sister and told her the good news, but that I needed help. For we pulled out the history and geography books, studying online for my presentation, my sister would shout out facts about past presidents, national park information, etc. My mind was quickly becoming stacked with information like books one on top of the other and I’m trying to pile all this information without the books crumbling and losing any of the info, it was quite the balancing act.
Ironically enough the place I knew best was the place I loathed the most, Las Vegas. For the opportunity to get out came full circle when I had to present the city I couldn’t stand in a way where I made the destination enthralling to someone else. To get to where I wanted to be I had to talk up the place I couldn’t stand the most. How ironic is that?
Through studying and mesmerizing information my sister and I left to Los Angeles early Wednesday morning. We arrived in LA drove past the Starbucks on Highway 1 where I would be having my interview at 1pm. We drove straight to the beach for it’s the place of serenity for the both of us. After getting some food at one of the coolest restaurants/quaint café’s in the world with its natural setting, abundance of plant and flower life and tables of tree stumps, we walked to the beach where we set our lounge chairs right at the ocean shore so the water could run right under our chairs, we sat and meditated until it was time to precede to the interview.
Anytime you do anything with people it’s about chemistry. The second I met my interviewer I knew the job was mine all I had to do was be me and execute, which is what I do best. I knew this is a position that comes with being sociable, easy going, knowledgeable, and responsible, all of which comes natural for me. After the interview I knew the job was mine, my sister and I were guessing that she would call Monday being it was a Wednesday and she told me it usually takes 7-10days to get a response back after the interview. Well, Friday, January 15th working at Red Rock I received the call from Trek that they would like to offer me the position of Tour Leader, I gladly accepted. It was odd for it was a moment of joy and relief, a moment I’ve been waiting to hear or have for what seemed like ages, but this would be only the beginning of a strenuous mountain I had to climb in becoming a tour leader that leads tours across the nation.
My last day of work for Red Rock Resort would be February 28th, 2010, for I wanted to give myself some time to relax before my new journey began my flight to Los Angeles Sunday, March 21st. It was an amazing last day my family surprised me at Red Rock and we enjoyed the moment and ate in the buffet. The next three weeks would be some of the most relaxing nerve quenching of my life. No more Casino Bull Shit Hip Hip Hooray! Oh Shit, I need to obtain my passport, CPR, 1st Aid and commercial driver’s license to become a tour leader. I also had to think about everything that I would need for being on the road for months to come; camping equipment, clothing, electronic necessities (cell phone, GPS, laptop).
Everything was difficult, obtaining my passport which came from much support from my mother obtaining my certificate of live birth which was originally denied, and her and my sister getting in contact with the nurse present at my birth, amazing by the way! This was due to my first attempt of getting a passport being rejected, so we had to obtain further records other than my Certificate of Live Birth. My father also helped immensely getting his transcript records practically overnight as proof of my citizenship being born in Arizona, crazy huh! My CPR-1st Aid class was also a ten hour pain in a room with no air conditioning and by the end of the day I had a headache so bad it should be illegal. In some magical form from barely being able to drive home with what felt like and elephant stomping on my brain to getting home lying in pitch darkness and meditating for 17 minutes thinking about my pineal gland and clearing it of any toxins my headache was gone. Practically as I woke up my father came over and my sister, dad, and I went and ate a great Mexican dinner. I would later learn that I would or could obtain my Commercial Drivers License in California with the help of Trek, which is the route I decided to take. I would with the help of all my family members this could not of even of been possible without their moral and physical help obtaining all the gear I would need to go off on my journey, which continues today. I would fly out to Los Angeles, Sunday, March 21st early in the AM from Las Vegas, with my sisters, mother, and Nate there to wish me good luck and say goodbye : ( From this moment on my life has been non-stop on the go physically and mentally every second with emotions crashing on me from every known spectrum. This is the life as I know it of Trek America, one in which I am very still learning, the story of my journey continues with the arrival to Los Angeles, meeting my fellow tour leaders, taking big time pressure tests, and my emotional wave I ride during my training and observation trips, to as I once said, “Year of Adventure”…….
Monday, March 22, 2010
Trek America 1st Day!
1st all I can say is blown away! You come to a moment in your life where your quite not sure what to expect the next day, but you know the day you just had has changed your life forever.
Its funny the people I talk to who have had the opportunity to travel extensively, I often ask them the question of what is the one thing that stands out in your trips? Or the most memorable moments? You know what the most often answer is? The People. And today for the first time I can begin to understand what that is.
There are 8 of us that that were hired to be new Tour Leaders within a company called Trek America where we will travel all over the U.S. taking mostly foreigners on adventure tours from large cities to national parks. And the 8 that were hired are all such diverse, friendly, intelligent, and humble people, who can hold conversations and have innovative ideas.
You have Tito a phillipino kid from New Jersey, who has spent numerous time in South America, but mostly Colombia, who also happens to be my first roommate with Trek America . Two Johns one from Minneapolis, Minnesota, and the other from Pennsylvania who is currently living in New Port Beach, California. There are two females that were hired one has her PhD working as a Civil Engineer in Antarctica and she is from Georgia her name is Alex, and then there is Anna a girl from Seattle who just came from working in Alaska for fun. There's Woody who is a rafter from Tennessee area near Chattanooga. Jake from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania who was living in Boulder, Colorado.
Its the people that truly create the experiences that incur. All tour leaders with all their own distinct personalities coming into harmony for we may all be different but our philosophies in which living our lives for now all rides on the same harmonic wave!
Its been a long day of studying, test taking, getting to know one another, and looking forward to the next adventure for an adventure are experiences sometimes presented as challenges you overcome or accomplish and seeing that though one another these challenges are better often tackled together, what an adventure. Its a beautiful thing.
Its funny the people I talk to who have had the opportunity to travel extensively, I often ask them the question of what is the one thing that stands out in your trips? Or the most memorable moments? You know what the most often answer is? The People. And today for the first time I can begin to understand what that is.
There are 8 of us that that were hired to be new Tour Leaders within a company called Trek America where we will travel all over the U.S. taking mostly foreigners on adventure tours from large cities to national parks. And the 8 that were hired are all such diverse, friendly, intelligent, and humble people, who can hold conversations and have innovative ideas.
You have Tito a phillipino kid from New Jersey, who has spent numerous time in South America, but mostly Colombia, who also happens to be my first roommate with Trek America . Two Johns one from Minneapolis, Minnesota, and the other from Pennsylvania who is currently living in New Port Beach, California. There are two females that were hired one has her PhD working as a Civil Engineer in Antarctica and she is from Georgia her name is Alex, and then there is Anna a girl from Seattle who just came from working in Alaska for fun. There's Woody who is a rafter from Tennessee area near Chattanooga. Jake from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania who was living in Boulder, Colorado.
Its the people that truly create the experiences that incur. All tour leaders with all their own distinct personalities coming into harmony for we may all be different but our philosophies in which living our lives for now all rides on the same harmonic wave!
Its been a long day of studying, test taking, getting to know one another, and looking forward to the next adventure for an adventure are experiences sometimes presented as challenges you overcome or accomplish and seeing that though one another these challenges are better often tackled together, what an adventure. Its a beautiful thing.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Adventure Is Out There!
"Adventure Is Out There"- Is only the beginning.
My name is Gregory James McLean, I am a 25 year old male, who also happens to be retired! Retired from living life as a delusion.
My adventure started off long ago, as a child, playing outside on my street 1337 Denver St., Boulder City, Nevada, growing up squeezing every ounce out of the day with as much fun and excitement as possible. Is there really any reason why that should EVER change? Its when we try to make life more serious than it has to be that we stop having fun and life doesn't become living but more like a punishable task. Wake up work all day-in a job that I hate-to have WAY more than I need to only impress others-who care more about your status than who you really are-to never satisfy the soul-to eat only when I have a second to breathe-to fall asleep exhausted-to only look forward to repeating a task that really makes me miserable-to pretend to be happy-to be around people who pretend to be happy but are closer than jumping off the cliff than the guy with a gun to his head! Is this really what we must accept as being societal successful? Hell NO!
One must find what drives it, what its passions are, desires, for adventure to one is a bore to another. For adventure to me is a thrill, the venture of not knowing and accomplishing. We can only begin to search for happiness, adventure, and love, when we are content with who we are, if we are not satisfied with our own being we will struggle to find positives in anything.
I'd like to truly thank my family and friends, for its living with them and the experiences we had that lead me to realize what true happiness is, what true adventure is, what true excitement is. That life is not lived in ages but in phases. For every once in a while there comes a time in one's life where a choice is made that drastically changes its being. For me although I haven't quite lived it, I believe that one of those life altering roads is a route in which I am about to take and want to take. I will be accepting a job as a tour leader for a company called Trek America!
For all my working life I have spent it in Las Vegas lovely Casino life, luckily for me a good portion of it was working in its resort pool areas, but still, I had to deal with greed eating casino deusche bags more often than I would have liked. But now I will be traveling the majority of North America, and portions of Central and South America as a Adventure Tour Guide, taking people mostly foreigners on trips across these beautiful nations. Unfortunately the only down side is I will be gone from my family and friends, I will miss them so : ( My dream of adventure, of seeing the world, and broadening my perspective of just about everything is amazingly about to come into fruition. Although this is a job to me its more of an experience, a treacherous mountain I want to climb, for a job is something that you don't want to do but have to, to live life as a delusion is to pretend to work for a job you like. Thankfully due to my friends and family I will no longer live my life as a delusion but an ADVENTURE!
My name is Gregory James McLean, I am a 25 year old male, who also happens to be retired! Retired from living life as a delusion.
My adventure started off long ago, as a child, playing outside on my street 1337 Denver St., Boulder City, Nevada, growing up squeezing every ounce out of the day with as much fun and excitement as possible. Is there really any reason why that should EVER change? Its when we try to make life more serious than it has to be that we stop having fun and life doesn't become living but more like a punishable task. Wake up work all day-in a job that I hate-to have WAY more than I need to only impress others-who care more about your status than who you really are-to never satisfy the soul-to eat only when I have a second to breathe-to fall asleep exhausted-to only look forward to repeating a task that really makes me miserable-to pretend to be happy-to be around people who pretend to be happy but are closer than jumping off the cliff than the guy with a gun to his head! Is this really what we must accept as being societal successful? Hell NO!
One must find what drives it, what its passions are, desires, for adventure to one is a bore to another. For adventure to me is a thrill, the venture of not knowing and accomplishing. We can only begin to search for happiness, adventure, and love, when we are content with who we are, if we are not satisfied with our own being we will struggle to find positives in anything.
I'd like to truly thank my family and friends, for its living with them and the experiences we had that lead me to realize what true happiness is, what true adventure is, what true excitement is. That life is not lived in ages but in phases. For every once in a while there comes a time in one's life where a choice is made that drastically changes its being. For me although I haven't quite lived it, I believe that one of those life altering roads is a route in which I am about to take and want to take. I will be accepting a job as a tour leader for a company called Trek America!
For all my working life I have spent it in Las Vegas lovely Casino life, luckily for me a good portion of it was working in its resort pool areas, but still, I had to deal with greed eating casino deusche bags more often than I would have liked. But now I will be traveling the majority of North America, and portions of Central and South America as a Adventure Tour Guide, taking people mostly foreigners on trips across these beautiful nations. Unfortunately the only down side is I will be gone from my family and friends, I will miss them so : ( My dream of adventure, of seeing the world, and broadening my perspective of just about everything is amazingly about to come into fruition. Although this is a job to me its more of an experience, a treacherous mountain I want to climb, for a job is something that you don't want to do but have to, to live life as a delusion is to pretend to work for a job you like. Thankfully due to my friends and family I will no longer live my life as a delusion but an ADVENTURE!
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