The Revival

I am now 18 and my goals have changed, along with my personality and demeanor (though, not too much). Here’s my little backstory to get you up to speed.

I was born somewhere on the East Coast of the United States. My father was a businessman and well connected, an international lawyer by trade. He exposed me to the world of international business and travel at a young age, when his friends and partners would stay with us and interact with me. I’d always marvel at adventure stores — that time when he was almost arrested in South America, but just escaped after crossing a border, or how he made a few phone calls and recouped $200,000 lost in China. In elementary school I was the kid with dark hair covering his eyes and glasses. I always hated school and saw it as a waste of time. I had friends, but didn’t hang out much.

In 2008 the stock market crashed; I was ten years old. Overnight I saw my family’s demeanor changed — and with it my life. I could feel the tension, and my dad’s business dried up. Money was tight and I knew it. With this, I set out to make money online to alleviate the situation. I started filling out surveys, and then moved onto making flash games when at the age of 12 I made 52 cents and felt ecstatic. Eventually I stumbled upon Black Hat World and spent several months trying methods there, but to no avail. Things finally changed for me when I met a 19 year old Polish black hatter on the forum. I was 13, and we became friends.

He told me about how his parents were kicking him out, about how he doesn’t have a job, and about how he has to steal bread to stave off hunger. “Why don’t you just get a job?” I naïvely asked. “Fuck that, it’s not money I’m after,” he replied, “it’s freedom.”

I didn’t understand it at the time, today those words ring as true in my heart as they did in his at the time.

We became business partners and tried out hands at a number of ventures — everything from ebooks to web design. For 2 years we worked together, off and on, trying to find freedom together.

When I was 14 we finally found that freedom when we started an online business selling fake likes and followers. The genius was not in the product, but in my partner’s methods of advertising and traffic acquisition. The method is still a closely held secret among us, used to this day, so I won’t say anymore on the topic.

For about six months we did business together. I handled sales, customer support, managed employees, and fulfilled orders; he brought us traffic. I was a sophomore in high school at the time, and I’d sneak into the bathroom to make business calls and make sure things were running smoothly during the school day. I’d make a hundred during lunch, two hundred during wrestling practice, and a few more hundred still in my sleep. I was making $1000 a day in revenues, $500 in profits, and it all felt like a wild game of monopoly.

Life was good but I didn’t know what I had. I paid employees $40 an hour to do mundane, simple tasks like answer emails, I was beyond careless with my accounting and bookkeeping duties, and I let orders go unfulfilled when I had too much homework or was too tired to deal with it.

The business was built on a fad, which like all fads faded away. I finally shut the thing down after several months of operation, because I felt like I was burning out. Between business, school, wrestling practice, homework, and a tiny remnant of a social life, I felt I was pushing myself too far.

I got a social life, became popular, and got myself a hot girlfriend (read: money pit). I spent my money on trips to Europe, underage drinking and women. About a year went by when I was itching yet again to start a business. I tried my hand at a number of different ventures but none met the same level of success as did my previous venture.

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go to college at all. Although I hated school, I did very well when I wanted to. I didn’t want to go into debt over student loans, so I packed my bags and headed to Europe, where I now attend university and study finance.

Working for a big bank or hedge fund is my plan B. My plan A is to find the freedom my Polish business partner has since found for himself in the years following our last venture together. Not only do I want this freedom, I want it at a very young age (before 20).

I’m still starting businesses – throwing things at the wall and seeing what sticks. I’m in the process of launching a venture right now once I finish polishing up the site and business model. I’m also starting something with my old Polish business partner as we speak.

I want to revive this blog in order to keep my on track and show others the reality of the road to freedom and independence. If just one person learns something from the experiences I write about, this endeavor would be considered a success.