Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Haters Inc...

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.

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