Originally Posted by diesel_test (Post 8054019)

would you ever rent a house to a vietnamese guy?:fullofwin: lol

given if do they have 100k, i know for sure they would spend it right away and blow the money on a car rather than put a down payment on a home

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054033)

I would become a pimp, simple

Originally Posted by sekin67835 (Post 8054041)

LOL. If you wanna be illegal, i'm not going to stop you. But I see where you are coming from. I assumed you are baller and you have 500k+ in investments.

You're also speaking that you know when hyper inflation will start or when it will end. What I meant was buying a property straight up as opposing mortgaging it.
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Originally Posted by sekin67835 (Post 8054041)

I assumed you are baller and you have 500k+ in investments.
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Originally Posted by azndude69 (Post 8053808)

With # of sales transactions down over 40%, many realtors are now hurting. Less sales = less commissions. The good ones will still survive, but many of the bad ones will soon be out of a job or looking for new careers.

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054058)

I don't have a dime in savings or investments, what I do have is stories to tell in print and film, an eye for aesthetics, a large penis, and massive amounts of ambition along with the personality and connections to make it happen.

Many of the wealthiest people I've met were in my same boat, some even in their 40s. They tried over and over again to make projects work, dumping all of their money into various things along with padding their own lifestyles. Eventually one idea hit and they ran with it.

Real estate is a slow and steady approach to security and lifestyle, but artists typically have no interest in this as they focus on lifestyle and art.

Could Kanye West be Kanye West if he spent his time working a 9-5 and investing in real estate, saving money to buy property instead of pursuing a lifestyle that would further his art? Just an example but highly applicable to someone such as myself

I actually think Vancouver's extreme prices and relatively low rental to ownership prices helps foster creative people and art, as it makes people less focused on the long term and more focused on the short term. Many people I know have outright given up on the idea of ever owning in Vancouver, and are happier for it

Originally Posted by LancerBoy (Post 8054604)

Now, Jim's cash flow just increased by $1500 (avg.). Hard cash going straight into his bank account. He can do whatever he wants with this cash, hell he can get a 80K car if he wants to.

Originally Posted by sekin67835 (Post 8054186)

but would you buy a place if you have a family?

Originally Posted by westopher (Post 8054646)

You could save 40-50k in 5 years without living a boring existence in surrey,

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054620)

Where does Jim live to save up the 50k needed for the down payment?


Jim gets to live in Surrey while the other dude lives downtown and has much more life experience, it's a trade off for sure

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054650)

Someone should do the math on this

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054650)

Someone should do the math on this

Originally Posted by diesel_test (Post 8054677)

if you're paying 2k per month living downtown right now, i would rent somewhere cheaper like a basement at 600 per month.

After 5 years, its about 90k savings right there.

Originally Posted by westopher (Post 8054681)

You can easily live in a nice place with a roommate close to downtown for like 800 a month, or alone for like 900-1200 in a decent place.

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054699)

LOL @ Basement


You don't even get it man. Your lifestyle in that basement will severely harm any possibility of creative thought, and be extremely limiting of your social circle

Originally Posted by diesel_test (Post 8054703)

its your choice. 90k or social life you decide either to become a rich or poor person

Originally Posted by diesel_test (Post 8054703)

its your choice. 90k or social life you decide either to become a rich or poor person

if you lose your job don't tell me you're not a paycheque or 2 away from being homeless

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054705)

You don't understand dude. You can become rich by becoming that social person. I couldn't have written the book I wrote, or made the sex tapes I made that I'm going to use to promote the books, or met any of the film people, or girls, or had any of the experiences I had to base stories upon without my social nature.

Get it now? Chicken before egg thing.

That's why boring chinese kids don't create much, but own a lot of property.

Originally Posted by josayeee (Post 8054683)

Sounds reasonable if you ask me. Assuming your making 45k-55k a year.

Originally Posted by diesel_test (Post 8054709)

hey if you become rich i dont need that job anymore YOU NEED IT!! to pay your bills

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8054712)

You can't even write a coherent sentence. What are you trying to say here? I don't get it.

Can anyone translate?

Originally Posted by Jason00S2000 (Post 8053025)

Parents divorced when I was 11

Mother was bipolar and she started drinking and smoking, going out and having fun

Father was a complete beta male who ignored me and spent more time with my brother

Never had any clothes to wear to school, ended up wearing the same shit day after day, had to steal fries and lunch from one of my best friends who is/was on this board. Hard to learn when you're always hungry and felt like you didn't belong at school or at home. I was bullied and I bullied other kids that were unfortunate to be even lower ranked than I was. I had no sense of who or what I was, I was so timid and shy because nobody ever talked to me at home or listened to me, or ever asked me anything about what I liked, or who I thought I could be some day. Kids pick up on that shit fast, and when you're the awkward kid it just invites cruelty. Especially when you're poor at a rich school like Eric Hamber.

Ended up switching to 11 different schools, moved between both parents several times as neither of them wanted a 6 foot tall, 180 pound kid devouring all food in sight, also I interfered with any social life/dating they wanted to do, where as my 6 year younger brother was still a quiet 9 year old

Tried correspondence, but then my father would drop me off at Waterfront Station and I had to work on a bench on the inside of the noisy atrium. I would then wander back up to North Van by sneaking onto the seabus, then I would sneak into the Lonsdale rec center and work out until I could be let back into the house at 4 PM. He left me with no money for food the entire time, or maybe a couple bucks if I was lucky. I admit that I begged for cash sometimes.

This went on for quite awhile, I had absolutely no friends and no self-esteem, I wanted to kill myself for the longest time

I then managed to use a piece of shit computer hobbled together with my dad's spare parts and I got into modeming, and I went onto local chat boards and met up with people 6 or so years older than me, and my old friend with the Supra lifted me up and cared for me more than my worthless shithead father ever did.

I slept on floors, had a futon in a rat infested basement I called home for a few months, it gets a bit blurry here, but at like... 16... I started working shitty, SHITTY jobs. Over time I became a bit more self-sufficient before I moved back home for a few months. Then I was completely neglected, again, and blamed for everything bad that happened in my family, I was a complete black sheep. I was sent to live with a chinese family at 49th and Victoria for a summer, the asian mom was so sweet and caring. I love chinese hospitality and their sense of family for this reason. I had to leave there because it was so far from work in North Van and I felt shame leeching them for food and bus fare during my unpaid couple weeks of work

I lost that job after like a month because the bus broke down one morning and the iranian boss accepted 0 excuses. I then met this girl in Maple Ridge, and her family was wonderful and let me stay there. I got my first taste of what a FAMILY was supposed to be, and I was happy! I couldn't believe it.

A few years went by and I started getting less shitty jobs, they were SUPER shitty, like digging ditches in Mundy park in February at 3c in the pissing rain for $7 an hour. My life was a nightmare, I had to commute there on a bicycle with a broken chain from where the Shell station is on the Mary Hill Bypass. I lived in a basement suite eating the cheapest, greasiest ground beef and pork, along with kraft dinner. I bought an '82 Rx-7 with 1 dead rotor for $300, drove that to a farming job I got that summer and I made $10 an hour!!! I managed to afford a replacement engine for the Rx and I was loving life. Banged a bunch of hot chicks and I started to understand that I could be happy and live well. Kept my chin up and began getting better jobs.

Moved to White Rock to my mom's as she allowed me to stay there while taking a computer course to get some more skilled jobs. Around the end of my schooling my mom flipped her lid because she was sick of my $400-500 a month food bills and how no man wanted to date her because her son lived with her, so she made her choice and I was booted out, again.

Then I got a better job, surfed clubvibes.com for a year, fucked tons of cute girls, TONS, lost the job after 9/11, she killed herself, I moved to Costa Rica, learned to sell porn, and life has been an incredible series of ups and downs(more ups than downs) ever since.


You could say that high school was difficult for me