Straight Rudo

12th January 2011

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Whatever happened to…

Predictability? The milkman, the paperboy, and evening TV?

12th July 2010

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Parents on Facebook (or, Why two accounts are better than one.)

Anyone who knows me, be it friends, teachers, or family, knows I make mistakes at times. They’re aware that every now and then, I do something that people might find strange, wrong, or a poor choice. The reason I do this is not for s***s and giggles, nor is it because I’m acting out against anything. I do it because sometimes I don’t think, I just do. I’m human, just like anyone who reads is human. We make mistakes, we make poor choices every now and then. We’re not perfect, though we strive to be. Which is why it bothers me when my mistakes are magnified and dissected, which makes me feel like s***.

I’m not going to lie, I did make that mistake today. It was a poor judgement on my end, something that I didn’t need to post on facebook. What I did post has since been deleted, partly because my family took offense to it and partly because I realized it didn’t need to be there.

However, my mother didn’t stop there.

She goes off on a rant over my post, somehow managing to turn it into how I don’t go to church and therefore do not have Jesus within me. She states that I haven’t been to church in weeks, which is true. However, the first week was due to going to my cousin’s birthday party (which she herself attended), while last Saturday was due to me having a date. My mother knew about this and was disappointed I wasn’t going, but she never made it an issue. Hell, she even asked me how the date went when I got home (the answer is it went awesome, b-t-dub). The thing is, I may only go once a week to church, but I believe in God. I believe that He died for my sins, has my best interests at heart, and watches over me. I may not be the picture of a traditional Christian, but I’m not going to act holy and pure to prove my beliefs. I am who I am, and since God created me in His image, I shouldn’t have to apologize for it. To say that I don’t have Jesus, a relationship with Him, and things of that nature…. for lack of a better word, it pisses me off.

She also mentioned that I’m not mature enough to know when something should be posted on Facebook, which, given the example she gave, made some sense. However, the majority of what I post on Facebook is there for laughs. I don’t take Facebook as seriously as some do, because my mission in life is to make people laugh. If I can get someone to smile with a joke on my wall, I’m damn happy for it. To dissect my posts like I 100% mean and endorse them like she did… it’s frustrating. Suddenly, what I intended to sound like a joke is treated as the Gospel, as though I apply it to my life. Once again, it’s frustrating.

Whoever is reading this most likely is friends with me on facebook, and knows of the “Mr. Smith quote of the day”. All I do is listen for when Mr. Smith (my health teacher) says something I find funny, and I share it with those who read it on facebook. One of these quotes is what got my mother (and family) a little peeved. During her rant, my mother tells me to stop posting the quotes. The same quotes I post almost daily for fun, sometimes multiple times during a day. That, my friends, is something I won’t do. I know I’m expected to honor my parents, and trust me, I do. But when it comes to stopping me from doing something I enjoy because I have family and church members on my facebook…. that’s where the line in the sand is drawn. I don’t want to sound “controversial” or what have you, but I’m not censoring what I put there. My right to freedom of speech is granted to me, and if people are offended by it, by all means let me know. Again, most of what I post is intended to make people laugh, with some moments of honesty. I’l simply explain the context of the post, and if you still don’t like it, I’m sorry, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop.

As the title suggests, two facebook accounts may be my answer. My uncle Charles has two, one for family, and one for friends. After the events of today, I feel like that’s what I need to do. I’m not going to please everyone with what I post, nor do I intend to (it’s just not possible). I need to do this so that I don’t have to filter through what I say, while at the same time keeping my family (relatively) happy with me.

As I said, I’m not apologizing for who I am or what I do. I’m given one life, and dammit I’m going to make the most of it. I shouldn’t, and will not censor what I put on facebook, because to me it’s not a big deal anyway. I joke and I laugh, because that’s how I get through the day most of the time. If I can’t do that on facebook, then tell me tumblr, where can I do it?

(And that’s not a slight at you tumblr. It’s just, I’m on facebook more. Sorry.)

9th March 2010

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Fights on Facebook (THE EPIC-NESS!)

So, I go ahead and say I would believe my eyes if I saw 10 million fireflies. That little comment leads to an all-out war (sorta kinda) on Facebook.

God I love the interwebz.

8th March 2010

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A plea to a television network (because I know you read this.)

So I’m sitting here, wondering (as I tend to do). And ultimately, I came to this conclusion:

“Why are all reality dating shows bad/mediocre at best?”

At first, it was “I’m looking for someone to be with for the rest of my life”. And even if they found someone, there’s already a Season 2 lined up. And then it becomes “I’m looking for someone to start a relationship with”. Now, it seems as if it’s just “I’m looking for somebody to go on a DATE with”. Enough. Either man the fuck up and stick with your first choice, or just admit that you’re doing this for ratings and a payday. Don’t stand there and lie to my face through the television screen, because ultimately you’re just going to lose a viewer. And who knows, you may end up losing more than just one, because I honestly don’t think that I’m the only one who feels this way.

It took Flavor Flav THREE dating shows for him to realize “Hey, I should stick with my baby mama”. Bret Michaels has had three dating shows as well, and he STILL hasn’t found “the right one” yet. Expect another dating show featuring him sometime soon. From these two, spin-offs upon spin-offs have popped up, until you’re constantly bombarded with these shows. You have to memorize every single female (and sometimes, male) contestant just to have SOME idea of what’s going on.

VH1, just stop. Stop right now, before my mind goes “PFFT!!” and dies. Either stick with ONE dating show every four months or so, or please just stop. Chances are whoever has a show at the moment will end up having at least one more sequel anyway.

5th March 2010

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I just watched the You Belong With Me video. (Random, I know.)

ciarlenecoleman:

Did she REALLY just do the, ‘I’m wearing glasses and I’m a huge dork but when I take them off I’m suddenly BEYOOTIFUUHHL’ thing? Really? REAALLY? REAHALY??

People can still be huge dorks without glasses, y’know. *blink blink*

I can pull both looks off and still be dorkish, I’m proud to say.

3rd March 2010

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Random thoughts and an apology.

You know what I like about you Tumblr? No matter how long I avoid you, I know I can still come back to you. I know you’ll always be there, ready to listen to me and what I have to say. You don’t judge me, you don’t question me, you listen. And you’d be surprised at the amount of people who don’t listen.

Still, that doesn’t excuse my absence for so long. Facebook started nagging me, wanting me to spend more time there, plus I have other commitments. I ignored Twitter for a while, hell, I barely check it anymore. Myspace is dead, like that’s a shocker, and at Formspring I just have a conversation with a dude through questions. I have too many social websites, too many responsibilities to those sites, and just not enough time. Still, I hope you forgive me Tumblr, and eventually just listen to what I say. It’s good to have someone to talk to at the end of a long day, and I can really talk to you.

Sigh… I missed her birthday. I sent her a message, a nice little song, but I could have done more. I suppose it’s natural to feel guilt, given our particular relationship, but it doesn’t change the fact that I feel like crap. Hopefully it’ll go away when I give her the birthday present. Something about a face lighting up with happiness really makes my day.

I still don’t like ice. Not sure why at this point.

It’s nice talking to old friends every now and then, even if it’s just through Facebook. Now I just need to talk to her, and a lot of other people, more often, and things’ll start looking up again.

I’m on Academic Probabtion at Southwestern, despite me not going there this semester. How’s that even possible?

I miss my Ate. Like, mucho.

Well Tumblr, thanks for listening. Thanks for forgiving me so quickly too, that was awesome. I’m not gonna lie and say I’ll post tomorrow, because in all honesty I don’t know when I’ll post again. If I do post tomorrow, great. If not, there’ll be a time when I do.

- Michael.