Wow….this is truly amazing. I just need to know something:
Facebook is a Social Networking site, right? So, can someone explain why would someone get twisted when one of their friends asks to be a part of my page? Then make matters worse, they run cry to another (who is also on my page) that I picked up one of his friends, and have that one try to make me look stupid on MY page? I just want to know.
Let’s get something very clear; I am just entering the Facebook world. So what if I don’t have as many as these people do. It’s called SOCIALIZING!! Look it up.
Yeah, I don't visit home much... I am pretty much the lone wolf, and everyone I know, is aware of this. But that is old news; in my business, that is the nature of the beast. And thanks to Facebook, that is changing. I have been on my families pages, became friends of their friends. I have friends that were telling me to jump on this bandwagon well before I decided to join. These friends are from all over the world; from Los Angeles, California… to Brisbane, Australia… to Peru… to Seattle, Washington… to the United Arab Emirates… and throughout Europe….
Different backgrounds, different religions’, different walks of life… all are my friends before Facebook. And will continue to be after Facebook as well… hell, the world wasn’t created by this… I even have one person that I am interested in… and that person isn’t even in YOUR clique. But you are hating, manhood being threatened over a simple click of a button… What’s funny is that if it was me, I wouldn’t have given a damn.
Hell, if we’re friends, “mi casa, su casa”… just don’t crash out on my bed.
But what is shocking is that you went to cry to someone else… and they can’t keep their mouth shut to me to even save their own life! Couldn’t even man up and address me face to face…
Simply weak… and under-handed. If you’re scared, go to church, playa. But while you all are hatin’, remember this:
Don’t hate the player, hate the game.
Then when I face you, you give me a look like I’m crazy, right?
If it’s all like that…
MySpace is still up, because I don’t play grade school games.
- Rant over.
‘chuss.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
True Grit
They say that man is only as strong as the company he keeps, and that no man is an island. I can agree with that on so many levels. A persons character is made up of many events of the past… whether good or bad. It’s called adjusting… or how we in the military call it, “overcome and adapt”.
In my opinion, a person who is shunned as a child by those around them would overtly become defensive, perhaps even hostile, towards people he comes in contact with. And a person who is mistreated will become reclusive altogether.
Thank God I am neither of them.
However, when it comes to relationships, things can change.
It can take a strong man to be toppled by the actions of a woman, and vice versa. A good example is Samson and Delilah. I mean this guy was strong and smart, but apparently not strong willed. Couple snips of his locks and he was just a weak as everyone else. But we all know what happens later in that story.
My observation as of late is that what one person can tear down, another person can build up… and vice versa. It is also said that behind every strong man is a strong woman… but there is a flaw in today’s society:
It’s all about how fast can you break one’s wall down.
I am witnessing a couple relationship implode before my eyes… when I met them, the wife was a strong minded woman. She was determined that no man was better than her man, right until she made a confession to him recently. Then the wall came down like Jericho… but I knew the reason behind the breakdown:
No boundaries were established.
They had a relationship that consisted of them having no issues having friends, no matter if they were married or single, male or female. I find serious problems with that:
If your partner had that friend before you met, cool. If your partner introduces their new friend to you, that’s cool too…
However-
You don’t get friends (male or female) and keep them “on the side”, and you certainly don’t go out on dates… with just your “friend”.
That is straight disrespectful.
Let me break it down this way; respect is the primary foundation of any relationship. It turns thugs into gentlemen, hoochies into women. No way will anybody disrespect another person that they are interested in… period. Once the respect is established, love quickly follows. I haven’t met a couple yet that loves each other, but didn’t respect each other, for you can’t love anybody you simply don’t respect. If you lose respect with the person you love, disaster awaits. And the victim of the relationship will lose their “wall”. Since that other person had already lost their respect for you, so it’s pretty much fair game for them… they will continue to tear you down, by any means necessary.
A house is only as strong as its foundation… anyone can be successful, but not become successful alone. It takes a strong foundation of a partner to help one succeed… even if they failed in the attempt. But to be their “foundation”…
Your relationship will last much longer.
Well… that is just my opinion.
'chuss.
In my opinion, a person who is shunned as a child by those around them would overtly become defensive, perhaps even hostile, towards people he comes in contact with. And a person who is mistreated will become reclusive altogether.
Thank God I am neither of them.
However, when it comes to relationships, things can change.
It can take a strong man to be toppled by the actions of a woman, and vice versa. A good example is Samson and Delilah. I mean this guy was strong and smart, but apparently not strong willed. Couple snips of his locks and he was just a weak as everyone else. But we all know what happens later in that story.
My observation as of late is that what one person can tear down, another person can build up… and vice versa. It is also said that behind every strong man is a strong woman… but there is a flaw in today’s society:
It’s all about how fast can you break one’s wall down.
I am witnessing a couple relationship implode before my eyes… when I met them, the wife was a strong minded woman. She was determined that no man was better than her man, right until she made a confession to him recently. Then the wall came down like Jericho… but I knew the reason behind the breakdown:
No boundaries were established.
They had a relationship that consisted of them having no issues having friends, no matter if they were married or single, male or female. I find serious problems with that:
If your partner had that friend before you met, cool. If your partner introduces their new friend to you, that’s cool too…
However-
You don’t get friends (male or female) and keep them “on the side”, and you certainly don’t go out on dates… with just your “friend”.
That is straight disrespectful.
Let me break it down this way; respect is the primary foundation of any relationship. It turns thugs into gentlemen, hoochies into women. No way will anybody disrespect another person that they are interested in… period. Once the respect is established, love quickly follows. I haven’t met a couple yet that loves each other, but didn’t respect each other, for you can’t love anybody you simply don’t respect. If you lose respect with the person you love, disaster awaits. And the victim of the relationship will lose their “wall”. Since that other person had already lost their respect for you, so it’s pretty much fair game for them… they will continue to tear you down, by any means necessary.
A house is only as strong as its foundation… anyone can be successful, but not become successful alone. It takes a strong foundation of a partner to help one succeed… even if they failed in the attempt. But to be their “foundation”…
Your relationship will last much longer.
Well… that is just my opinion.
'chuss.
Monday, February 15, 2010
The Grinchman Cometh...
Just like a hyperactive kid coming off a sugar rush, or a junkie first entering rehab, I had my wind snatched from under my sails today... funny thing is, I didn't even know her.
She was one of my many muse...women that I admired from a distance and enjoyed witnessing their success. She was smart, attractive and in touch with what was going on around her. One of many ideal women, gotten lost in a Valentine's Day whirlwind.... And have gotten engaged.
Wow... and I was on such an Anti-Valentines Day high too... sightseeing briefly in Juarez, Mexico (shouldn't been there anyway)early Friday, and racing like a bat out of hell from Roswell by Saturday evening, trying to focus my attention away from the bullshit that has enveloped and stained my soul. So, I thought that I have really licked this ugly mood that I was in for awhile.
Then.... BAM!!
The wind is gone...
....and I am once again, left adrift...
So, one picture... one little comment... turned a Valentine's Day Grinch into a sniviling little wimp sitting in a lonely sea, with nowhere to go.
Oh well... at least she is happy. That is what's really important. Besides, she is still my muse, but on someone else's boat.
I guess I'll cast my lines out again...
Not many fishes left in the sea.
She was one of my many muse...women that I admired from a distance and enjoyed witnessing their success. She was smart, attractive and in touch with what was going on around her. One of many ideal women, gotten lost in a Valentine's Day whirlwind.... And have gotten engaged.
Wow... and I was on such an Anti-Valentines Day high too... sightseeing briefly in Juarez, Mexico (shouldn't been there anyway)early Friday, and racing like a bat out of hell from Roswell by Saturday evening, trying to focus my attention away from the bullshit that has enveloped and stained my soul. So, I thought that I have really licked this ugly mood that I was in for awhile.
Then.... BAM!!
The wind is gone...
....and I am once again, left adrift...
So, one picture... one little comment... turned a Valentine's Day Grinch into a sniviling little wimp sitting in a lonely sea, with nowhere to go.
Oh well... at least she is happy. That is what's really important. Besides, she is still my muse, but on someone else's boat.
I guess I'll cast my lines out again...
Not many fishes left in the sea.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Valentines Day...
Valentine’s Day….
Right.
I went to the local Wal-Mart today to pick up some Pepsi…you know, settle in for some PS3, kick some ass and do some trash talking in MAG or Call of Duty 2….until I overheard someone say, “And you have a Happy Valentine’s Day”…. On the way home, I begin to see a new type of lights on homes: Valentine decorations.
WTF???
As a romantic by heart, I was a bit confused by that statement; if you are in love with someone, everyday should be a Valentine’s Day: flowers in the afternoon just because, romantic dinners just because he/she is special, little texts to your partner just to say that they are in your thoughts….
You know... the little things.
If people was really into “Valentine’s Day” as much they scurry about to make up for lost time, there wouldn’t be as much problems in relationships there is today. People make plans for Mothers/Fathers day, Christmas, Birthdays, and even Easter. But instead, I am here, sitting in a line for nearly an hour, so that I can go home and continue my Pepsi addiction throughout the evening, because someone forgot Valentines Day....
Nah… scratch that….
Time to put a bottle of Eiswine on chill and celebrate another night doing what I do best;
Playing a videogame….again.
Right.
I went to the local Wal-Mart today to pick up some Pepsi…you know, settle in for some PS3, kick some ass and do some trash talking in MAG or Call of Duty 2….until I overheard someone say, “And you have a Happy Valentine’s Day”…. On the way home, I begin to see a new type of lights on homes: Valentine decorations.
WTF???
As a romantic by heart, I was a bit confused by that statement; if you are in love with someone, everyday should be a Valentine’s Day: flowers in the afternoon just because, romantic dinners just because he/she is special, little texts to your partner just to say that they are in your thoughts….
You know... the little things.
If people was really into “Valentine’s Day” as much they scurry about to make up for lost time, there wouldn’t be as much problems in relationships there is today. People make plans for Mothers/Fathers day, Christmas, Birthdays, and even Easter. But instead, I am here, sitting in a line for nearly an hour, so that I can go home and continue my Pepsi addiction throughout the evening, because someone forgot Valentines Day....
Nah… scratch that….
Time to put a bottle of Eiswine on chill and celebrate another night doing what I do best;
Playing a videogame….again.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Evaluation...
There are two things happening:
Either no one understands who I really am or what I represent…or I have lost touch on how things roll these days… Doesn’t matter anymore; I guess…I’ll wind up on the short end of the stick either way. And I hate it as days go by.
Shit isn’t simple anymore; choose Door A or B… and reap the rewards or just deal with the consequences.
But now, it’s just a revolving door giving people the option to opt out of what choices they make. I remember when I was like that once…. I also remember being branded an asshole because of those convictions.
Years goes by… true friends came and gone. Some left good memories, while the closest ones left scars. I have transformed from a guy who didn’t really give a damn to someone who will lose everything for the sake of another. I found myself in the presence of extraordinary individuals and incredible places, and I also found myself in dire straits, battling for my dignity. Those were the times that created the person I am today.
However, as in nature, things erode.
I sacrificed a lot this past decade to find that when I look around….no one is with me...I find out that I was blazing through my life…by myself. Although I had people around me, no one is really with me.
And that is the one thing I hated and feared the most after all this time.
If the Army didn’t teach me anything, it taught me this: Face your fears…
...and I will do just that, again.
I’m tired of waiting on the sidelines for people to either come to their senses, open their eyes or simply acknowledge that I’m not just a spring board to bounce their ideas off of based on my reactions. As I look back… I find myself looking like a fool… most of the time, and ostracized all other times. In order for me to regain my confidence…and my self-control… is to become the asshole.
However, I may have one… maybe two more chances that can help me to pull a few more tricks out of my hat… there has to be a happy medium between the two personalities that are fighting within me. Maybe I can obtain what I have lost once again, but time is literally running out….
….not only that I am tired of pulling rabbits out of my hat…
I am running out of rabbits.
Maybe another deployment is what’s best for me.
Either no one understands who I really am or what I represent…or I have lost touch on how things roll these days… Doesn’t matter anymore; I guess…I’ll wind up on the short end of the stick either way. And I hate it as days go by.
Shit isn’t simple anymore; choose Door A or B… and reap the rewards or just deal with the consequences.
But now, it’s just a revolving door giving people the option to opt out of what choices they make. I remember when I was like that once…. I also remember being branded an asshole because of those convictions.
Years goes by… true friends came and gone. Some left good memories, while the closest ones left scars. I have transformed from a guy who didn’t really give a damn to someone who will lose everything for the sake of another. I found myself in the presence of extraordinary individuals and incredible places, and I also found myself in dire straits, battling for my dignity. Those were the times that created the person I am today.
However, as in nature, things erode.
I sacrificed a lot this past decade to find that when I look around….no one is with me...I find out that I was blazing through my life…by myself. Although I had people around me, no one is really with me.
And that is the one thing I hated and feared the most after all this time.
If the Army didn’t teach me anything, it taught me this: Face your fears…
...and I will do just that, again.
I’m tired of waiting on the sidelines for people to either come to their senses, open their eyes or simply acknowledge that I’m not just a spring board to bounce their ideas off of based on my reactions. As I look back… I find myself looking like a fool… most of the time, and ostracized all other times. In order for me to regain my confidence…and my self-control… is to become the asshole.
However, I may have one… maybe two more chances that can help me to pull a few more tricks out of my hat… there has to be a happy medium between the two personalities that are fighting within me. Maybe I can obtain what I have lost once again, but time is literally running out….
….not only that I am tired of pulling rabbits out of my hat…
I am running out of rabbits.
Maybe another deployment is what’s best for me.
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