Ivan Presents...

Alright,I've been gone for quite a bit.Been dealing with some major issues,but I'm okay,fine even.Infact I have done some massive soul searching and come up with so many truths and I think I'm gonna wax it all sentimental on y'all.
But first,the advert...

Y'all gotta meet my pal Ernest.He has his own blog,which isn't really saying much coz y'all have them too.But you need to check his out.Its like the illest-realest thing there is.This guy happens to be the reason I write(you know,so guys can go like,"Man,you're as funny as that guy").For real though,you need to see this blog.

And now the mush...

Here is the thing.We all get into relationships (there goes Carlo) and think life is cool. Then some of us,late bloomers if you will, get into these things and get so friggin' excited that we tend to gush and force feed you this stuff...And then there's the insecurities that come along with these things.
Ideally this should be a good thing,not the migraine inducing shit it eventually becomes.On the one hand as a guy you become the Alpha-male and figure you are way too,uhm,manly and you don't know the meaning of emotions and yet after all is said and done you want to reach out and gouge the eyes from any idiot that dares mention your "other's" name. And then there's the paaranoia which is where the chics tend to come in...
See the thing is we realise that we are actually dating some amazing people and that people would have to be downright stupid not to notice. On ocassion this leads us into some massive showing off which brings us the bloody migraines eventually.
This is probably why we tend to get worked up in the long run.We have infact loaded the gun that's going to finish us off and we fail to see that. We start thinking up all sorts of scenarios that eventually throw us into some nasty spells of insomnia...
Okay,so here is the thing,I honestly don't know where I am going with this thing.I think it might have been borne out of the need to give Ernest's blog some mileage (which it dully deserves mind you). and I figured I would go about it by writing an ode to the girl in the life magazine.
Right about now I am waiting for my brother to come on line so we can chat about life and the universe in general. I apologise for making you lot spend such valuable moments of your life online reading this banter.Then again...
You all know me better than that,I don't really feel sorry.Half of you haven't parted with a dime to read through this.And since you have come this far,has anyone noticed that I have written HISTORY...you know,if you read the first letter in each paragraph.No?Man you guys are awful...