There's not any doubt that we control what we can control. Why is it that we can't control the necessities of life and give everyone in the world a little piece of calm. Each day I wake up with this irritated look and a huge chip on my shoulder. I'm not one to back down from being brutally honest with people and when I get annoyed it can definitely rub off on others. Someone else's happiness makes me want to bring them to reality with all the negative sides of things.
I know - it's horrible. Why do you think I express it on here,
Started to think recently on why I am so god damn angry. I have not had a bad life even with all the shit that has happened in the past decade. Pointing fingers and making excuses for why I'm not successful is just - old news. I've traveled, I've overcame, and there's more left to go.
When I hear and see the troubles that exist in the world, I'm fucking fortunate and others need to grasp this for themselves if they're living in pity city. You have food, shelter, work, and pleasures unknown to most(especially true in a college town). It's the work that you put in that gives you the results you should expect. I'm not going to be a movie star if I don't put in the time to mold the craft. I won't be a millionaire if I don't take financial risks and plan out the prospect of failure and success.
So, when life begins to be just another bad day, ask yourself "What are you going to do to change it?" because ultimately it's you're choice.
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Many of you know of my legal troubles I had several years ago. I try not to talk about this often, but for the sake of trying to help others that may be in a similar situation, I decided to write a letter to my lawmakers. As a felon, in the state of Michigan, some rights have been taken away, job opportunities dwindled, and any hope for a "normal" future may be gone. Most may say it's deserved and I should just deal with it. I'll respect your opinion, but shouldn't I have a chance to show I've changed or that I regret the actions and the people I've hurt. And for those who rarely know me can read the letter and judge for yourself
Monday, September 30, 2013
With most PC users now having to choose Windows 8 as their operating system due to having to upgrade their hardware or just moving to the now, I noticed a bit of a security issue when it comes to creating a Microsoft Account.
Most PC users are welcomed to Windows 8 with an option to sync a Microsoft Account to access the store, add e-Mail in Mail app, or to sync Microsoft Office 2013 SkyDrive and other features. A Microsoft account be created with an existing email address or a new one from Microsoft (Live, Outlook, or Hotmail).
When an existing email address is used, most people will use the same password for that e-mail address. He in lines the issue I have with Windows 8. Each time the computer boots you must enter the password of this Microsoft account. so if my email address I decided to create is XXXXXX@gmail.com and I used the same password for my Google account as I did for my Microsoft account, one quick access to your password wither by word of mouth to let other users onto your PC or from malware, leaves your personal account now vulnerable. Emails, Contacts, Calendars, and Web History can linger in your Google account, just by default.
At the end of the day, it is recommended to:
* Create a new Microsoft account, different from your existing email
* Create a local account with Windows 8 instead
* Never share passwords and enable Guest Account in Windows 8
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Feels like I've been losing sanity (and sleep) this past summer. Attempting to be social while on the most part being anti-social. Being drained by the 8-10 hour shifts at work. No one tells me to work long days, but who's going to pick up the pieces if I don't. Attempting to live a full life is surrounded by decisions on what's next and how it's going to happen. I've been comfortable for a long time and I simply hate it. Risks, adventure, and random doesn't fit the mold of college degree, mortgage, kids, and retirement. The world is my paradise and venturing off to every new land I see makes me go for another day. There's no way to be perfect. It's a false reality that's been engineered into our norm with the help of social media. Becoming rich isn't going to solve all life's problems. And as we see time and time again, it only bring out more bad than good (sometimes death). Finding myself in the midst of all the ruckus has started to quiet down the noise while I venture into territory that leaves me satisfied. I now laugh at others trying to find happiness in a get rich quick scheme. Some might find great success, but wishing upon a star without hard work and dedication will leave you with that dream over and over and over again. We are all wired differently and unique in our own way and simply looking for a cop out will catch up to you eventually. The entourage that also follows me, uses me, befriends me are now divided into these small pockets and it's easy to differentiate who shares your same ideals and the ones that just try to get by. I lay it to people straight with each new interaction that comes to fruition. We could live a lonely life, wholesome life, or a life set up with intentionals circumstances. Whichever path we choose, as long as we're safe from harm and happy - no one has the right to tell you how to live and what path to take.