I studied for 10 hours. 10 FUCKING HOURS! It sucked a million cocks. It was needed. It happened. I did it and I’m proud. I used to complain about doing minor writing assignments that took only 15 minutes. I used to complain about it by saying, “Oh, I don’t have time for that shit.” I did. I do. Nothing gets you closer to where you want to go than not complaining and doing the trivial things.
It seems to be a life changing experience for me. I would suggest to anyone that you should take a day study for anything for 10 hours. Do it and everything that is less than 10 hours will seem trivial. That 15 minutes that it takes to entertain my daughter when I’m tired I will now do. It just seems like I focus all of my energy on the complaining side of life. I definitely understand the saying There’s doers and there are complainers.
It’s nice to be a doer now. I love to accomplish things. I don’t care about fame like I used to anymore. I was shooting for fame. I wanted to be famous without the work. I don’t even want the fame anymore. I just want to put in the work. It’s more satisfying to put in work and be happy than it is to sit around and want to be famous. Famous people only get there by luck or by hard work. When I see a famous person I don’t see a person who kissed a bunch of ass. I see someone who stayed in when everyone was out playing or going to shows. I see someone who decided to be their own show.
Famous people’s activities aren’t popular. It’s the hard stuff they put in that makes us like them that makes them famous. I don’t want the fame. I just want to do things that I can show people and be proud of. There’s nothing more satisfying to me as a comedian than putting the labor in on a 5 minute set and nailing it. It’s awesome when people laugh. It’s even more awesome when they don’t. Sure its a failure. It’s also a teaching session. They taught you that if you want to be accepted and to have them enjoy it you better do your work.