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Daily reminder that the steak and eggs diet is the most redpilled diet.

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If anyone could give advice on becoming a hard worker and overcoming the vice of sloth I will take it gladly. Currently falling behind in schoolwork

Where the fuck is bacon and beer you commie muslim fuck?

get out of school and get a job or trade. save and buy a house or land

You will believe soon enough. If it's not good at least it will be the community and the people around you.
I'm still not what you would call a blind believer but my church and my religion is what is part of my identity and my country. That is something I will alway hold high.

still at the store, where is belongs

I plan on getting a bachelors in mechanical engineering but I have some days where I seriously consider a trade. Is the trade better than the degree?

A trade is pretty much getting your hands dirty and you can always go back to school and get a higher degree.
It's a degree what ever it's worth or a practical skill with work experience that can be used everywhere around the world and if you want you can get that theoretical degree on top.

no, trades are what we push on recovering neets whose only other option is wage slaving at mcdonalds as they will have the opportunity to make a decent living and raise a family, but a college degree is much better to have. Trades max out at around 80K/year with 20+ years of experience. Good, but you can make that your first year out of college with a steam degree.

You know what I think?

I think we should draft up a letter to hiroshimoot to let hime give each and every board an allowable /sig/ thread, like he said was allowed for /boardmeta/ threads. Would anybody be down to try making one together?

Trained jiu jitsu for first time in just over a month. I also finally am committing myself to quitting my job. It's been something I've wanted to do. But keep making excuses. Realized part of improving myself has to start with this.

I work in the woods, I donno.

Today? Getting better at actually finishing things I start. I sit down, fuck around a little, and then take a little break. After that's done, I sort through the mess I just made and pick out some things that don't completely suck. With that as my starting point, I work on a little more, take another short break once I start to lose interest. After that, pick it up again and keep rolling with whatever I got done last time. Rinse and repeat until I like what I'm left up with.

Beats the hell out of halfway finishing it by forcing myself to sit down and work.

Does anyone here like writing? I've begun writing lately. My plan is to slowly finish a novel over the new few months. Nothing too special I'm going to start out small and go from there. Would anyone be interested in reading an excerpt?

Get degree in physics, then go masters in MechE, believe me, you can cover much more and become more knowledgeable in that path.
>t. physics undergrad, MechE grad student
The only classes I had to take to be "qualified" (they'll usually override your shit anyways) was a thermodynamics II and some mechanical engineering course, can't remember the name but I took it senior year as an elective.

>Apply for every single job I qualify for that comes up within 30km of where I live
>No responses ever

Oh well. Guess I'll starve, since I refuse to go on welfare.

What's the novel about? A chick I used to know wanted to write a novel, and it was about some kinda fox's adventures in a forest or some shit. Your picture reminded me.

Yo. Are you going to post a few sentences?

It's about a guy on a ship that gets attacked by a giant octopus and he ends up blowing up the ship to kill the sea monster.

this level of positivisty on pol is unnerving

Don't be that fag. If nothing works, just offer your labour to other people. Gardening, cleaning, babysit, what ever. Just tell them
>I would rather work then be a fucking leech
and you will have a full order book within 3 days.

youtube.com/watch?v=tkViLRYWHRI

do apply in person? cause no one ever reads the online applications unless they are desperate

I can kind of get behind that. If you're going out anyway, might as well fuck up whatever's pissed in your existential cornflakes.

Unemployment where I live is monstrously high, even for Australia. Applying in person (which I have done quite a few times now) gets me dirty looks and explicit "never do this" recommendations from store/restaurant managers. I went to a volunteer agency and they told me there were no open volunteer positions within 40km of my home that I qualified for.

Who am I supposed to offer my labour to, exactly? I can't babysit because I'm male, nobody trusts strangers to clean their homes without 50 police background checks, and people just hire bored boomers with franchises to do their gardens. You can't even work for free here anymore, nowhere takes volunteers unless those volunteers have a lot of experience or the business owner is getting reimbursed by the state.

so move

you can tell me its shit if you don't like it. i want to know so i can get better thanks for taking the time to read it

We had been battling the sea for a week. We had docked in a port on the edge of Massachusetts. Our ship, the Customhouse, was an oil tanker bound for Canada. I'd been on the boat for a few months now. Lots of crew would come and go but I became a regular. They took a liking to me and took me on full time. I had never worked in one place very long. I always liked moving around and trying new things. One month I’d work as a line cook, the next I’d paint houses. Things like that really got me going. I loved working with my hands, which may seem strange for an educated man. It’s really not though. There’s a sense of accomplishment in it that you can’t find anywhere else.

It was late in the afternoon when we disembarked from the ship. The pier was old, but well kept. It possessed a patina gained from the battering of sea water and cold winds. It was an odd sight, we the only vessel in the harbor minus some local crafts. Some of the boys and I took off and went into town for necessities. Although Alan was a wonderful cook, we were getting tired of pot roast and mashed potatoes. One good thing about our line is that they fed us well. Coffee in the morning with pastries made fresh most days. Warm coffee always helped the cold mornings on the bow. For lunch we’d have hot sandwiches; Ruebens, ham & cheese, or a pastrami. Dinner would come and we’d have a nice meal. Usually together in the small built-in down from the kitchen. I never liked using nautical terms for non-sea traveling folk, too pretentious if you ask me. Gully this, starboard that. No one can make sense of it, and neither could I for a while. I can sometimes be slow to learn, but that’s not really important. Where were we? Yes, dinner. For dinner we would have hardy meals cooked with fat and butter. Roasted beef with vegetables, potatoes, heavy bread. Stick to your ribs food they’d call it. Spaghetti and meatballs or sausages. Things to keep us men filled and working.

Move where? One of the other cities that's hundreds of miles away and has incredibly high unemployment, or one of the country towns that has incredibly high unemployment and failing industries? With what money do I move? Australia is a big, VERY expensive place.

We disembarked from the ship at a quarter past three. It was overcast. I thought, that’s not going to bode well for our trip tonight. It was a cool fall day, I was wearing thick cotton pants, boots, a wool knitted cap, and a heavy jacket. I hadn’t shaved in weeks, and at the time my hair had just began to recede. I felt like Jack Nicholson in the Shining, and I had a demeanor to match. We first went to a general store, the man behind the counter was wearing a thick flannel and a scowl. The room smelled of cheap tobacco. I walked towards the counter.

Two cartons of cigarettes and a box of matches please.
The scruffy old man behind the counter nodded and disappeared in the back. He soon reemerged with two beautiful boxes of stiff cardboard. He plunked them down on the counter with a lazy underhand throw.

That’ll be 18 dollars.

I handed him a crisp twenty dollar bill and walked out with a smile on my face.

The other boys had sat this one out. They didn’t like going into the store with the old man. He creeped them out with his horror stories of ships sinking or being swallowed hole by monsters of the deep.

My goal isn't to become very knowledgeable though I decided on this degree so I have enough income to support have 5 or maybe more kids. I should probably combine the 2 goals but I don't know where I could find the motivation to do my math to become knowledgeable. It'd be actually useful to have that motivation to get me to get my work done

its a rough draft sorry for the typos and whatever

this is another part I wrote. I like to write in segments of whatever I'm feeling or else it becomes a chore and sucks.

The fog came across the bow of the boat as we crept slowly through the water. I was smoking a cigarette and fiddling with the equipment. Pierce's eyes lowered. This was the area of the distress call, but there were no signs of the boat. I put the binoculars down and walked out of the wheelhouse and down to the deck. Some of the boys were perched on the sides holding life vests and ropes. Their faces were a mixture of apprehension and confusion. The fog was becoming more intense. I heard a boy scream from the front. I darted in their direction. By the time I got there they were pulling someone from the water. A young man with short hair and a fisherman's uniform. He was ice cold, shivering fiercely as he clung onto the coat of one of the boys. He was making little sense. Sputtering and stuttering, he couldn't get it out.

What are you saying boy! What's happened to your boat? Are there other men out there?

We had floated right through a scattering of men floating in the water. Low moans from the dying. The smell of smoke began to fill my nostrils. I began to make out light in the fog.

The Wolves of Vinland have a series out right now about Financial Stability which seems odd considering they are a heathen fellowship with some motorcycle club tendencies. But I highly suggest looking into it.

WE NEED MONEY TO PURSUE OUR DREAMS, INFLUENCE OTHERS, AND HAVE POWER OVER OUR ENEMIES.

We need to be Gary Lees. WATCH PRAYER FOR THE ROLLERBOYS.

That is all friends.

Do we have a discord at all?

Buy a bit of land, start subsistence farming, breed ~10 children and live the based Varg life. Stop being a wagecuck, just make enough money to pay for the yearly property taxes.

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hitch hike to the capital, work at walmart and sleep on a bench for a few weeks till you can get an apartment. All im hearing is excuses.

I'm probably not the best person to give advice on this since I'm particularly susceptible to slothfulness but whatever. set a schedule where you do the work that needs to be done for a reasonable amount of time and then are immediately rewarded with something you enjoy whether it be wasting time on Sup Forums or playing guitar or video games or whatever. the other option is to turn your computer off right now (hopefully it's not necessary for your work) and only turn it on for limited amounts of time once you've done a set amount of the things that need doing
the times are vague because it depends on how much work you have to do. you may be able to do 30 minutes of work then 30 minutes of wasting time on Sup Forums, or you might have to do 1 hour of work and 15 minutes of leisure
I occasionally help out with running the sound board at my parent's church. none of the services have changed me yet
it's just really annoying because there's really nothing else that compares to the church as far as communities go. we've abandoned villages with their natural communities and we've abandoned churches with their planned communities but we've not replaced them properly

I do writing myself.
Although it's basically completely for fun, never-if ever- proofread.

pastebin.com/vyT1PAMf

This was a series I tried to keep up on a /wfg/ thread on /k/. Finally lost interest in writing and just sort of left it unfinished.

I live near the capital, there's no work. Unemployment for young people is around 30%, with an additional 30% underemployment on top of that. Keep in mind that living expenses in Australia are post-apocalyptic and renting even a shitty, run down apartment in a bad part of town will take a huge chunk of a regular wage, let alone a 3 hour a week wage. It's only getting worse, too.

I'm not sure you understand how expensive land is in Australia, and how little fertile/livable space there is. Chinese conglomerates own most of everything.

Actually not bad in the beginning the sentences didnt flow together as smooth as it could be. Other than that I had fun reading it

Kind of reads like an adapted greentext. The way you start each sentence sticks out as unusual since they're all so short, but I don't know how to put that into obnoxiously academic literary terminology.

Do you read much? My advice for any writer is to read a fuck-ton of whatever they hope to surpass or emulate. Eventually the patterns will imprint on your subconscious and you'll start to correct your own writing to resemble whatever you've begun to think of as "good." Then you'll get better and better at that, and then you'll feel pulled in another direction--so to speak--and find your "literary voice."

Other thing I'd point out is a lack of detail.
>the fuck's it like to battle the sea for a week?
>what port? any whores?
>fuck kind of name is that?
>there have to be other regulars. who are they?
>who took a liking to you?
>neat, backstory.
>educated, huh? but couldn't or wouldn't hold down a job? sounds like exposition is needed down the line.

I think you could cut your teeth on a story like this. Ever read "Killers of Eden" by Tom Mead? Might give you some ideas.

hey thanks i appreciate the kind words. i still have to work on the flow and all that junk but its better to start something and refine it later you know

you sound like a parasitic, whiny little bitch, youre not going to make it

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Ah. Only responded to the first post. You definitely add more detail in subsequent posts--you're not a bad writer.

What cut of beef is that, sirloin?

That's not helpful, but thanks for being a horrendous cunt and not understanding the world outside of your America-centric bubble at all, my man. I want you to imagine if every single city in your country, every single town, was like San Francisco in terms of foreigners, unemployment, filth, and cost of living. That's Australia.

thanks for the advice, i agree it does read like a green text. the only reading I do is research papers and shitpost green text stories on four chan. also the occasional self help book. I don't have huge plans for this piece, but I'm using it as an exercise to find my style and get some practice.

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I'm trying to get /fit/ again. I lost 70lbs and was in the best shape of my life, fell off the wagon for about 8 months and gained 20lbs back. So I'm trying to get back into it.

I also need more material to read, any suggestions?

Progress pic related.

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Meditations of Marcus Aurelius, by Marcus Aurelius is really good entry level philosophy.

I'm ahead on my coursework
I caved and got popeyes today
Day 1 of nofap
I went out without showering or shaving and learned my shirt was dirty the whole time

Fuck, I can't stop watching porn and fapping.

hey man its a start. junk food is ok, but try not to jerk off especially to porn. i would advise showering and shaving often and wearing clean pressed clothes. it gave me a sense of confidence when i went out especially when i was feeling crummy. good luck man you can improve yourself just keep at it small steps everyday

Find something else to fill your time. I found back when I watched porn, I only did it because I was bored. Instead of jerking it, go for a walk or work out or just do something BESIDES jerking it. It helps a lot. It's like how having something in your mouth helps you not think about smoking, it's just a habit/addiction you get used to.

there are jobs in you country, 35 million people are not unemployed. You just dont want to put in the work to get one. You are too comfortable leeching off your parents to do what it takes to get a job. So you make a few online applications and bitch on the internet about not getting hired. And when someone tells you thats never going to work you spout the same bullshit you do to your parents and expect us to eat up it. Well toughen up faggot, were not going to fall for it. You can get a job youre just a loser who is too lazy to get your ass out of bed, put on a suit and go from business to business 12 hours a day, everyday to get one. Youre parents are embarrassed to call you son, they expected better.

my dick has zero sensitivity left because of porn. i am tempted to blame the kikes but it's my fault. i didn't need to jerk off 5-6 times a day to porn. it was either that or probably rape. only losers get ED from porn addiction and only losers rape so there you go.

play incredibly violent vidya

>35 million people

A third of all young people between 16 and 26 are unemployed, by state statistics. Wanna know something even better? Those statistics don't even include "I am no longer searching for work" or students as unemployed, they are just totally not included. This place is fucking dying, and the little yellow cocks of the PRC are fucking the last breaths out of it.

If you're getting ED you can take L-Arginine and it will firm it up

I finished that one a few months ago, and I'm currently going through John Stuart Mills works.

Got any mid-level suggestions? I thought I'd try the greeks next.

thats a lie, youre a liar who has lied so much you are begining to believe your bullshit. If you really cant find a job after hitting the pavement 12 hours a day for a month, after going to every business and saying you like their bathrooms clean with your tongue if you have too, then join the fucking army.

i don't have a problem getting hard and staying hard when jerking off. only when i have sex (when i pay for it). i can't feel a blowjob anymore because of the loss of sensitivity.

it's not 1970 anymore friend. a firm handshake doesn't get you the job these days

yes it does, you just think your unskilled ass with 0 experience deserves to be a manager on day one.

I applied for the army, there was a big scandal here where an internal memo was leaked saying they aren't even hiring white men anymore and I was on the receiving end of that. They told me I had to wait a year to even get into basic training for the open role I applied for, then rejected me outright because when I was a teenager my parents force-fed me anti-depressants despite my protests.

Your worldview is entirely America based, you don't understand how things work in foreign countries at all. The world isn't like America, we have an absurdly high minimum wage here

keep showing up at the recruiters office every single day until they let you in. You dont want it bad enough. Youre not going to make it. Youre going to kill yourself eventually, why not just save everyone the years of hassle?

Trades and college careers are not mutually exclusive. In fact, you can do them side-by-side if you're conscientious enough, which is then awesome because you can have you degree, get awesome work experience, a good resume and the ability to pay off your own tuition in 2-5 years

If you have any kind of history of mental illness, it's an immediate rejection from the military, that's how it works in the USA too.

Both of these are by the same author, are quick reads and were oddly inspiring to me.


rgi.edu.in/rgi_pdf/Paulo_Coelho_-_The_Alchemist(1).pdf

wisdomwithinconsultancy.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/paulo-coehlo-the-manual-of-the-warrior-of-light.pdf

Good progress by the way mate, looking great. I’ve hopped on the program in this book, it’s old as hell and cheesy but all the info is gold and easy as hell to follow.

anasci.org/ebooks/Bill Phillips - Body For Life.pdf

>Show up every day

You have to book an appointment months in advance here, you can't just "show up" to the recruitment office. We have ONE within pretty much the whole state, and it's in the middle of the city on the third floor of a high rise. You call them up and make an application online, then they reject you because they LITERALLY ARE NOT HIRING WHITE MEN ANYMORE.

no, its really not

yes you can. Tommorrow show up outside the office at 5 am (or 4 am or 3 am), wait for the recruiter to show up, tell him you want in. He will laugh at you. The next day, do the same thing. And the next day, and on and on until you find a job. Youre excuses dont work here. You are a loser. You dont want it bad enough. Youre not going to make it.

That's not how recruitment, or recruitment offices work here. This isn't America, our Army is tiny and has year-long waiting processes to even become a rifleman. You're talking out of your ass to seem like some badass, cool, grizzled hero of manliness on the internet when your entire world experience seems to boil down to stuffing food into your fat American gullet and not understanding anything that goes beyond your 3 inch cock.

Not only that, I was rejected on mental health grounds, so even though I am applying again at the start of next year (they told me to wait at least a year before applying again last time they rejected me) I'll probably still get rejected. I HAVE had jobs before, but I was soft-fired from my last one because the Chinese owner got angry when I didn't want to come in unpaid over the weekend to carry furniture.

>You should have just carried the furniture, user, so you could keep your minimum wage job!

Yeah, probably.

Tfw just relapsed after no fap for almost 2 weeks

>I was rejected on mental health grounds

So why did you lie and say it was because you're a white man?

You're using too way too much punctuation.

The fog came across the bow of the boat as it slowly crept through the water. I was smoking a cigarette and quietly tapping my walkie on the railing. It felt like forever, by now he must surely be dead. Every foamy wave tricking the eyes for a second into believing it was the missing crew member. Next to me stod my shipmates; hands freezing and bodies shivering from harsh winds and the occasional splash of the icy waters. Their faces looked hollow and their eyes looked beady like that of an anglo. I decided to cover my head even further to avoid having them see my golden Germanic hair. Dead silence reigned over the boat, no one dared to speak as we all knew any break of quiet now must surely mean something have been spotted in the waters. Suddenly Johnny called out, within seconds a buoy had been thrown down and me and the men had started pulling poor uncle Herb out of the water. Dead.

THE END! SEE YOU NEXT WEEK FOR MORE!

What do you guys think about my remix of his story?

Get right back on the wagon baby. Your brain is still healing.

Still, you made it two weeks, that's better than no time at all. If you start again, you can probably make it three weeks.

Because BEFORE they rejected me on mental health grounds, they told me there was a one year waiting list to even get in... which turned out to be a horrific lie when it came to light that the Army was telling all white male applicants the same thing due to enforced 50/50 gender quotas.

>they told me
>i cant
>probably
>i didnt want to
>not my fault

more excuses, zero results, the story of you life until you work up the courage to finally off yourself. Useless.

many weird plotholes and things that doesn't make any sense, like how they could pull him out of the water but I wanted him dead and I had grown tired of this story so fuck it

>Amerilard suggests harassing government officials after already being rejected on mental health ground

I'm seeing some really terrifying issues with you train of thought, American. Your worldview is horrifically simplistic and entirely based around your American bubble of influence, with zero understanding of foreign countries or cultures. Roleplaying as John Wayne (but edgier) on the internet isn't a healthy thing to do.

Holy shit dude I didn't even think about doing both at the same time I might consider that

so do it with walmart instead of the army you gutless cuck

Yeah, you can do your job during the day and then take evening classes. You'll lose most of your free time in the process but hey, sacrificing for the future and all that.

What the absolute niggering cocksucking shit do you think I have been doing? I HAVE been applying, I HAVE gone around in person, but nobody is fucking hiring. The streets are lined with empty houses owned by Chinese millionaires, all the businesses are shutting down and no new ones are opening up, and everyone is fucking poor and unemployed for miles and miles.

more excuses

Geez dude, you're making a mountain out of a molehill there. Literally just go for something like general labour, construction industry is always looking for people. Half the things you listed are way off in the distance and have nothing to do with your personal failure to find work.

Alright Sup Forums help me out here

Daily routine of extra activities
+45 mins working out
+30 mins learning a new language [french]
+30 mins learnign to draw [actual western art not degenerate modern art/weaboo shit]

+eating better
+drinking only water / soda-water

what to add/fix?

>The Manual of the Warrior of Light

Just read through the PDF. Thank you so much for recommending this work to me, user. It had a lot of things to say that I really needed to hear.

Believe it or not, that post has greatly helped me. Thank you

>Take supplements. Fish oils and a once a day multivitamin
>Read more non fiction

Apply in any shipping yard youll find work

Have you got a car license and wanna work transport, it'll be sporadic compared to maccas but long hours.

>Read non fiction
I sorta don't have time, I work 8 hours a day I hardly have enough time to do the shit I currently do.

>leave house at 4am get home at 6pm

Living the dream right?

I have 1 hour before going to sleep. What to do?

>cant read for a half hour before bed

Props on leading a full life, maybe try mixing up reading and drawing?