Saturday, January 11, 2020

Jail money

I am stuck.
I saw Brenda and Lanicia. I gave Lanicia $5. I don't think I'll be seeing them again. Brenda got in a car. I was discouraged. It was night time. Lani was wearing a blue striped white shirt. And a jacket. They got in a car. I said "thanks" I think. Whatever I said, I sure wasn't happy.


They came into the church. I tried to get them a Bible. Lanicia already had one. I'll continue to earn.

I got banned from Survey Junkie. What am I going to do now? All that's left is these stewy sites. Niggaz that don't pay but 2 and 5 cents. But I'll add them up. As long as they cash out to paypal in good. I won't give up. But its a drag. How long can I keep this up. I have to get smarter. And join Pradeep in getting this online money.

I rushed through them, I tell you the truth now. I just pressed buttons. I need the money now. Can I really earn online? Yes. You are wrestling with your doubts now. Overcome, keep blogging. Your mother hasn't defeated you.

She may have had a plan for your life. She may have decided for you. Which is wrong. You can make it. Get some more sites, some more apps.  Rush through them. This is the ground floor of online. This is the last resort once you get going on this skyscraper. Think of it this way: you're selling crack. You're selling .02 cent pieces until you can do better. When you get mire knowledge, you progress to bigger things. Selling crack is not good. So you want to get out of the game as quickly as possible. But this is the only game you have for now. There's no more work outside but what you find online.

Other niggaz sure have jobs. But you need to make a job. You got banned from Survey Junkie. What kind of shit is that?

Still earn. Are you resisting outdoors? Don't give in Monet is telling you. Dont give up. You will make it. You will make a living online. When? Now.

Dust your pride off. It's hard. Reverend Brown, Jack and I were in some service. Reverend Brown left my Nanas house. He said something like "thank you". There was something Jack Carillo wrote on the wall in red. It was like a facility during the day time. But it wasn't his house. 

I remember Minister Brown there too. I'm not sure what that was all about.

I was hearing "Martinez's" out in the street. I dont need another pimp, man. It's one thing to look out. Its another thing to try and take control. Is that why you're here? To gank and pimp?

Or is it to preach and expound. You cannot serve two masters.

At any rate, this is pathetic, not having access to $10. I have to make it up somewhere. Lord where will I find the knowledge? Am I doomed to fail? No.

Lord.