Day 3

Ok, so the last few days have been crazy, interesting to say the least. The first thing I would like to get out of the way upfront was I did something I had never done before. Yes, I bought a fifteen dollar orange juice, and take it from some one who knows, it wasn’t worth it.


I’ve had a wide array of experiences these last couple of days but what seems to be a reoccurring factor is that the things I've said I am going to do. Have happened. I remember telling my dad once or five hundred times, I'm going to wear a suit and work in the city earning heaps of money like you. Yesterday I was wearing a suit whilst getting a job in the city that will potentially earn a large amount of money.

Another that sticks out is my telling a close friend that we would soon be hanging back at our local club after hours with the management. Due to some hard spadework before hand it happened that night.

Another few that stand out is when I said I would back flip a push bike. Which I at least got upside down with.

I was going to jump a huge jump today that no one thought I could do. Which I did.

That one day, I was going to be with that girl. Which I was, a long time after I said it, but never the less it still happened.

So when we break this down there are a few reasons to say things are going to happen before they do.

It starts a chain of events. Some times referred to a yes ladder. E.G Can I have five dollars? Answer: No. But go about it this way. Do you have five dollars? Yes. It’s only a small amount of money really isn’t it? Yes. So if you lost it, you would barely think about it? Yes. You’ve got more money after that don’t you? Yes. Can I have five dollars? Yes.

Not a great example, buuuut you get the idea.

It’s the same in your head. Saying your going to do something sets the ball rolling and your body works out how to do it.

So I am going to own the dream cars of my choice, at least one of them this year.

I am going to move out this year.

I am only going to have awesome, great people who I can trust around me in my life.

By the end of the year I’m going to have the most money I’ve ever had in my savings.


Check back in one year ;)
Leave comments guys!

Mr XL

Day 2

This one goes out to our ex's. Most of us have one if not more. They're there even if we wish they weren't. Some of you still speak to them, personally I don't understand how you can do that, not on a day to day basis.

So I lie in bed as I write this, in a slightly compromising situation I get a message "OMG is this your blog? How have you been?" Now it's not every 11:41pm that you get a message from someone you never expected to really hear from again. It's sends a funny array of emotions through your system, I guess you could relate it to jumpstarting your car, you know the feeling you get when you know you’re breaking down... That sinking feeling, then the feeling of elation when your mate picks up the phone... The adrenaline of your car actually starting... When you see who the message is from, then reply and all of a sudden you’re talking about the sex you used to have?

Then the memories hit you like a freight train, the time on the train, the tree, school, boathouse, the first night over, the second, the third, first orgasms, the movie tickets, the way past it's used by date chupa-chup you've got? The words you used to say... "otay" "res" silly things like that.

Then you sit back and think wow... Those were the days. Maybe you should talk to your ex once in a while, I still listen to the band of the guy she cheated on me with, weird huh? But hey... No bad feelings towards any parties. You have to let that shit go. Move on. I could go on all night but I won't. I'll post again about letting shit go and moving on in my next blog.

But for this one, just remember your ex wasn't always your ex...

Mr XL

Day 1

One day your life will flash before your eyes, Make sure it's worth watching. So when I look back and think, what would my life look like when it does flash before my eyes I like to think that it would have the unique parts in it, the things that make me, me I guess. Now I’m guessing most people would say first day of primary school, first day of high school, first time they had sex blah blah blah. Boring stock standard crap. I don’t think I can even remember that stuff... maybe the first time I had sex, but that’s it.


Mine will be the first time I got hit by a car, the first time I got in trouble with the police, when I got my license, then when it got suspended, the first three cars I ever owned, the day I caught looking at porn in primary school in grade 5. The first threesome I had. But also, the first time I flipped my pushbike, the day I rode home from my girlfriends which took me two hours in the middle of the night. The day my mate said he loved me. The first James Bond story I wrote. the day where I had to decide what kind of person I was, the day I realised that I did something nice that no one would ever know about, the day where I could stand back and look at what I created and feel proud. The day I realised I wasn’t a kid anymore.

And then I think, how the fuck is all of that and more going fit into the space of time who ever upstairs has allotted me to sit back and watch my life, right before it ends.

Mr XL