So I’m still a big and enthusiastic member of the “ I am unemployed and my life sucks” club, but at least I don’t miss smoking.

I don’t support or enrich the tobacco factories and I became a regular customer of the local shop, a superstar who goes there three or four times a day to buy some shit. 

My health might be grateful but my wallet is “sicker” than ever. I guess you also know the “moth effect” when only a moth flies out of your wallet. I’ve became penniless as hell so in my case only a moth corpse would come out.

And how is my smoke free life?

Awesome! It is just awesome. I’d say if it I was telling the truth.

Unfortunately I can’t sleep well (which is not a problem now because I have no job, I can do whatever and whenever I want to do all day long) and as I mentioned earlier, sooner or later I’m going to gobble my flat mates and the whole kitchen equipment. 

The situation is kind of similar with my energy. One day I went to drink a couple of beers with my friends and I started telling them a quite long story. 

I was full of energy, jokes in every sentence and I was just enjoying my moment. 5 minutes later I was hallucinating about my bed. 

My mood is also in sync with my energy and my friends don’t know how to tolerate this thing right now.

Another “it’s kind of sad but true” thing is that I’m becoming an antisocial person and I’m really longing for alcohol especially a big and cold glassware of beer or a nice semi-sweet red wine.

But there are also some good effects of stoping smoking –

I feel strong and I am getting stronger. I live on the second floor and although the house has an elevator, I don’t use it. I still remember when I tried to climb the stairs for the first time. I thought I was on the Mount Everest, now it’s really easy. My teeth are whiter and I think that’s all I can say. Not too much, right? 

I have neither a girlfriend nor a job, and at this very moment I only have 2 euros (about 600 Hungarian forints) two slices of bread and one apple. Despite I am very optimistic and this blog helps me a lot, and I really need to continue my program but I had to admit that my “no sugar for 8 months” plan was stupid. I need sugar, my awesome Greek god looking body needs sugar, but not too much. So I’ve decided to eat it twice a week, let’s say on Monday and on Friday I’m allowed to eat sweet stuff. And my last sentences for today:

Because I’m in Hungary my blog is also available in Hungarian. (translation still in progress) 

Check it out!

Let's draw something

How’s my world without smoking and sugar?

I had no idea how hard this challenge was going to be and I still don’t know if it was the best choice or I’ve made the biggest mistake of my life.

Without smoking I eat a lot, now I’m not as hairy as a mammoth, but I also eat as much as a mammoth. So this post is about transformation.

I decided to leave my university and live my life, deal with my bucket list. Here it is again:

        Learn how to skateboard

-          Live in Brighton

-          Make new friends with 5 bloggers from different countries

-          Change someone’s life

-          Have a Husky

-          Go to Faroe Islands

-          Go to Canada

-          Find 20 new very good friends

-          Have a wife and two children

-          Work for Unicef and WWF

-          Be a professional blogger

-          Travel around the world

-          Meet Shinedown

-          Learn how to draw

-          Speak 3 languages fluently

-          Support my family

-          Help people

-          Be a journalist 

I want to talk about some of them. 

My first item on this list is: Learn how to skateboard. 

Fortunately, I’m already working on it because I got to know about 5-6 skateboarders and one of them promised me to teach. Meanwhile I have to write an article about them so I’m also working on “Be a journalist” item.

Next one: “Live in Brighton” now I left my university I can do whatever I want to do, I am free. I don’t want to go home I think I still have to stay here in Budapest but I’m planning on moving to Brighton within two years.

I still want to mention two items –

Speak 3 languages fluently – I’ve decided to restart learning German. It’s gonna be really difficult for me because let’s face it..  learning three foreign languages at the same time …not the easiest thing, but I had already learnt it, so I think I’ll be able to handle this.

And the last item I want to talk about is: “How to draw”. I’m just getting better and better thanks to many books and videos on the internet. 

The pictures speak for me -

Before I started my project I wasn't pationt. And I'm not saying that now I am the most pationt person on this planet, but now I don't freak out if I have to wait 10 minutes for someone. 

So my drawing "skills" before I started to live my life:

I'm gonna help you. It was going to be a Husky.

My drawing skills now (after two weeks)

Much better but still a big piece of shit. 

It can also happen to you!

Sometimes it’s really hard to decide how I should start a post. Today it’s harder than ever. 

I gave my first package to a person who really needed it.

My first “awesome package” (I think I was drunk when I came up with this name…) includes these things:

- Water, some candy, apples, meat and bread. I know.. it could be much more.. 

Next question: And I should give it to?...

And then I just found an article about a guy (he’s a programmer and a car mechanic) who lives in a CALL BOX on the street. 

He rented a house from his friend, who had debit. Unfortunately, this friend couldn’t pay for the instalment (I hope this is the correct word for it) so our hero had to leave the apartment immediately. Of course first he went to a homeless shelter, but come on. 

Let’s face it. Those places are like a piece of shit, warm enough but I wouldn’t stay in there for long.

 However I visited this man because I wanted to know if I could help him somehow. I gave this “awesome package” to him and took some pictures. He doesn’t wanna see his face on the internet, this is the reason because I can’t show any pictures of him. 

He has no family because he’s an orphan child.  We had a quite long conversation and I have to admit: he’s clever, he’s cool, and he’s trying to keep clean his “area”. Normally in Hungary a flat costs 300-400 euros. (if you want to rent it) 

I think it’s not a lot of money. After the article some people offered him a job, but there’s still a problem: He needs a place where he can sleep. He can have take a shower and so on. 

So this is the reason because I’ve started this gofundshit thing. Maybe it’ll work. I hope…

You can read the whole article here. (Unfortunately it's in Hungarian)

I got fired

Top 5 songs if the following things happen to me:

-          Got fired

-          Hate the entire world

-          I’m motivated

-          I’m drawing

-          I’m bored but I want to be motivated again.

-          when I broke up with someone.

-          When someone broke up with me.

And what happened now?

I just got fired. But I knew something was going to happen.

I’m sure you also know the feeling when everything is just fine and perfect like in a girly Disney movie. 

You smile all day like an idiot, you’re confident and courageous, birds are singing, your enemies are jealous of your coolness, you find 50 $ on the pavement and everyone wants to be like you.

And then when you don’t expect it… Your life gives you a finger. 

And this is my story how I had a job for almost two days. 

I met my future (now ex) boss, everything went very well. We drunk some beers, smoked, and talked a lot. 

And finally he started what I exactly wanted to hear:

“I am going to help you. You seem a nice guy, don’t worry! I want to hire you, I want to work with you! Come into my office sometime and we’ll sign the papers”

Well two days later I got this message from him: Sorry, this is real life. We’ve found a lot better person than you.”

So welcome to the “I’m unemployed and living on my parents” club again. But technically I didn’t get fired because I still hadn’t work for that guy. 

But I trusted him as shit. However

I was just sitting for a while (or maybe for 30 minutes) I started thinking:

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?! A lot better person? What the shit do you mean by that?”

2 minutes later it got worse, of course:

“You bastard… then go and fuck your real life in doggy style! I am just an idiot, I fucked up again etc.”

 But it has helped me realize something. Just imagine you walk on the street and see a mother and her daughter. This mother is yelling at her the following way:

“You didn’t do your homework, you little motherfucker?! You’re just a useless piece of shit, I don’t understand how you could come into this world.”

What would you do? I think You’d want to kick that mother or at least yell at her to stop. 

And now let’s see another situation:

What are your thoughts like when you fuck up something?
“I’m an idiot, of course I fucked it up. I’m the biggest loser in history. I wish a car hit me.”

I realized it does matter how I speak about myself and I have to know where I am as a person. I think you can change your diet, you can change your friends, house, car, the country where you live in, but the most important thing is the way how you think.

And I needed 22 years to realize this. What a loser, bastard, idiot, nice person I am.

So here’s my list –

-          One republic – I lived

-          A day to remember – All I want

-          Shinedown – Goodbye is a second chance

-          Shinedown – The sound of madness

-          Nightwish – The islander

And how my project is going?

I haven’t smoked for 62 hours, and since this project I walk a lot and I drink 1.5 litres of water every day. Of course it’s gonna get harder, 2 litres then 3 and more kilometres, more challenges. But it’s still the first month and I want to get used to my new life which doesn’t include cigarettes, sugar, boring stuff, and depression.

And what do I do when I just got fired?
First I’m licking my wound like a dog. Afterwards I give a finger to the whole world and just smile!

The first 8 months and an awesome package every month.

Sometimes everyone has to push the restart button. You promise something and 2 days later break it.

My story how I’ve broken my promise, my plan, is this:

I needed a job, I got an opportunity and my future boss made me smoke a cigarette with him.

And of course if you want to seem a “cool, nice” employee then normally you don’t say a big no to your new boss’ wish.  This is how you start being a robot that always says: “Yes boss!”

So that’s why I’ve decided to restart my whole “8 months’ plan”. I’m kind of embarrassed, and ashamed.

Some rules:

-          I have to read a book every month (in English)

-          I have to give an “awesome package” to a homeless person every month.

-          I stop eating sugar. Unfortunately it’s almost impossible in this century because EVERYTHING contains sugar. But from now on I’m not gonna buy candy, juice, chocolate, so eventually I’m trying to avoid sugar in my 8 months.

-          I have to do something for my society. Now I moved to Budapest (Hungary) so I have to do something for the Hungarian society. I still don’t know what exactly but I’ll figure out something.

-          I have to stop smoking.

What is “awesome package”?
One day I was walking in the park and I got an idea. What if I don’t smoke? I save money and what if when I do the shopping I buy something also for someone else? I make a small package (it’ll contain food, something sweet and maybe a can of beer) and I give this “fucking stupid name” package to someone who really needs it.

These were the basic rules. Now let’s see what I’m going to have to do every day in the first month.

 Here’s how my first month would look like:

I have to…

-          drink 1.5 litres of water every day

-          walk two kilometres every day (doesn’t count when I meet someone or just go buy something. I’ll have to go to a park.)

-          No smoking, no sugar

-          One awesome package for a homeless person (seriously if you know a better name, please let me know!)

It’s just the first month. It’s just gonna get harder.