Hello, fellow nerds! We are definitely weirdos! Haha! Anyway, here’s another week, another blog post. I just started my new job at Kern Valley State Prison, and I have this strange feeling that the people who work there know things about me without me knowing them. It’s an odd sensation, like being watched in the town I live in. I get the same feeling at the San Miniato Group Home as well. At the Group Home, I sense that people know of me, even though I don’t know them. Maybe I’m being paranoid, but I’ve learned from past experiences not to ignore my instincts. Your Insticnts are there to warn you about the energy surrounding you. I mentioned to my only friend and coworker that you never know which god someone prays to, so it’s important to be careful. Whenever the young kids are scheduled around me, I pick up on some bad vibes from them. Maybe they are feeling negative about life, and it shows. Most people in this town seem to play the “Game of Life,” and these kids appear to be depressed because they are not succeeding in it. What these so-called “Winners of the Game of Life” often don’t disclose is how they achieved their status in the “Game of Life.” It's typically because they sacrificed their character or did something they aren’t proud of to get ahead. As for me, I’m happy where I am! I had an eight-year relationship with a woman that, unfortunately, didn’t end in marriage, but I still consider it a success because I did nothing wrong. She broke up with me because I showed her that it’s very possible to generate income in the United States from nothing, simply through budgeting. In her words, I am “too strong.” I also feel like I’m being gang-stalked by people in this town. Certain individuals know things about me that they shouldn’t, like how much I enjoy playing XCOM 2—unless they’re watching me at the Starbucks I frequent. Gang-stalking isn’t new; it happens to many people, and I don’t think I’m special. It’s just that I stand out, and when you do that, especially unintentionally, you attract the attention of those who want to bring you down, even to the point of trying to make you harm yourself. The gang-stalkers project their feelings about life onto you, expecting you to bear their burdens. They’re often too afraid to face reality themselves, and since you are a “Chosen One,” they want you to take it all in and suffer the consequences. Unfortunately, this gang-stalking will likely never end, and it’s one of the downsides of being “Chosen.” The hate and jealousy you inspire because you are a better person can lead to gang-stalking, as to many, life is merely a game. If you, as a “Chosen One,” aren’t playing "The Game of Life", those who are will see you as “winning” and will turn against you. I hate people! Hate them so much! Anyways...till next time! MAHALO!