So I'm really tired.

Coffee is not waking me up. I feel tired. I could sleep all day and I have no money.

I need to make money and I'm am trying my hand at cold calling. I have to build a process to make money. Make sure I keep track of everybody I have called. I will have to do some of it on my laptop unless I really narrow it out in my phone.  It's wierd asking people for money and I need to make money and have money. I have friends all with money and I know they feel good about driving around with nice cars.

I should have been cold calling all the time and I'd be having money by now. 

I started over ten years ago and I should have had money by now. Shameful.

Weak.

I'm feel like such a loser. I should be long gone with money and be driving around with a wife and kids. I don't know what the hell I'm thinking. I make just a little money and I think I am OK. This is not true. I need to stack my chips to the ceiling. Crap. I feel terrible just talking about it. How am I going to get married and what do I need to do.

So I asked my mom for money and she is pissed off at me. Not ok on my part.

I want twenty dollars to go buy some snacks and it would be nice to have since I am so tired and don't want to do anything but sleep. It drives me crazy through and my mind is running wild that I'm gonna miss out on all the fun.

I don't want to miss out out on the fun.

Theres places to go and things to see. 

I mean there is all this stuff to see.

I need to bust ass on the phone to make it happen.

A hundred grand per year cannot be impossible to make. That will get me two nice homes and that will make me feel great.

I wanna travel out of the country and see the world. 

So many people out thier that got rich young and are long gone with money. Here I am watching mystery television. 

Sucks.

Nobody wants to make money with me. Nobody gives a damn about going places and seeing what's out there for us. 

I don't know...

Enough from me......