Disagreements

So i've been thinking about disagreements lately. i know.. i know.. what could have possibly tipped this off? i don't have time to take you on a journey into the deep and mysterious inner workings of my brain, that would take most of the next fifteen minutes. instead i'll try to paraphrase everything for you.i've always had friends i've disagreed with. always. it has never been different for me. but i tend to be quietly persuasive so though i start out with friends who disagree i often wind up with friends who either agree with me or at least claim to in order to shut me up. i have no idea what percentage of friends feels either way, and it doesn't really matter to me. we don't usually disagree on things like what medicine will save someones life or whether to hide upstairs or downstairs to escape a murderer so it rarely matters a whole lot if we come to a real agreement or it's just lip service. besides everyone knows you're supposed to go outside if a murderer is after you. upstairs just means you'll have to jump off a roof to escape. i guess you could hang drop to increase your chances of survival but really when you have the choice it's just better to be outside and on the ground to begin with.but i digress... some disagreements are important, they allow us to see a side of people that we don't see when things are peachy keen. they help us to shape our boundaries and give us the opportunity to clear the air afterwards, which can be good. sometimes the level of ire that's raised during a disagreement can turn into a separate and more important disagreement.

My very first Blog Ever.. Year 2006

Okay! So this is my very first blog ever. I wrote this when I was going through something my freshman year in high school. Dont judge it because its very immature.

"You see, it seems that people only like u for what you do, who u have done, and what you promise to them. if i was to say that i liked rap music and that i own alot of it, then i would probably be the head of a click or some stupid tish like that. alot of black gangstas and wanna bees would ve on my ass all the time- but im not...
if i was to say that i am a rock and roller and i like to go out and get laid and smoke weed, and drink, then i would probably be really popular in a group of just that. but im not!!!!!!!
if i was to say that i play basketball, and i play football, and that i would beat any dudes as* round here that says anything to me, i would probably have a child, runnin round here some where lol... BUT IM NOT, AND I DONT!!!!!!
now it may seem as if i am tryna down all those people that do what they do, so far as the sports go and everything, im not!! im makin my point!!
which is that every body is a follower!!! a follower of thier dream!! they have that right... so why cant i have mine?
why cant i dance?? why cant i sing?? why cant i live every day knowing that i too have a dream? a dream with support.... a dream in light, instead of dark.... a dream that is noticed for being success and nothing that is apart???
yes i am a male!! and that makes it even harder to love this talent of mine...
dont take this message the wrong way by thinking that we male performers are tryna make you want you to be at every performance..... and that we want to make you believe in our dreams with us, because if you dont wanna be there we most def want you to leave lol... if you do, great!!
but the minute that you come and throw it in our faces that we are never man enough, that we never have a chance of being a good father to our children never mind, i wont make any threats on my space lol ( wheeeew)....... ( enough said)"

thanks for reading my blog, I hoped you enjoyed my first spoken speach