This Is Life According To MelFlo

I had a few thoughts over the week, hold on for a second these are good wholesome thoughts. Though most of this week's thoughts included:
 "What did I eat that was green?"
"Why do I feel like I've sat my fat ass on the sun's surface?"
"How many times can I Web-MD my symptoms and not be convinced that I'm OK?"
Oh and my personal favorite, "When should I stop trusting my gas?"

Though I have had a WEEK long of what seems like the flu, and thought that my body was shutting down, I got to thinking about a few things. Like why I even started this blog. Woah, I know, deep Mel, deep. There's maybe one or two people who read this blog, yeah I look at the statistics. It say that my blog gets visited at least 10 times, and I know 8 of those times are because someone accidentally clicked on it. Anyways, I didn't start it because I wanted to have everyone and their damn dog read it. Shoot, I wish less people did, because those who have read it are offended by something I wrote. It's humoring to me to hear some of the comments.

"Can you write using less vulgarity or without being too blunt?"
"Why do you even think that those stories you write are funny? I didn't laugh."
"Why do you blast your ex's? That's inappropriate, and rude."

Well if I did write without the vulgarity and not being blunt and upfront, I wouldn't be writing like a true writer. As a writer you want the reader to be able to either put themselves in your shoes, or feel like they are present in the story. And anyone who knows me, knows I like to swear and feel that being blunt and upfront about things is one of my best traits/curses.
I think several things I go through ON THE DAILY are pretty funny. And I think that when I share them with people personally and they laugh that maybe they are worth sharing with the two people that read this blog. *calm down I know there's more, I hope.... For all I know its my mother continuously clicking on my Blog Link every day ;) *
And the thing with my ex's, it was fun. That's it. I learned and I grew. I have these experiences I want to share. I hate writing in journals so I figure sometimes I can treat this blog like a little diary.... Kind of like Brigdet Jones-yes I watch movies like that, they're sort of my guilty pleasure. And any time I write about the Ex's, they only know if they read this, and to be honest, they have better things to do. I mean Everyone that I've dated or been in a relationship with... well, they're ALL married.

I write things on this blog because I damn well feel like it. I feel like a good way to keep myself away at work is to write. I usually spend it writing my story. I post every now and again on it. I do so because, my weakness writing is in fiction. I have a very hard time with writing fiction. Clearly writing nonfiction is easy, shoot look at those previous posts. The best way to get better at something is to continue to practice. Hmm, maybe one day I'll write a book. I would like to do a ballad of how being 20-something isn't what it's all cracked up to be. But I also wanted to test the waters with my other fiction story. Who knows, maybe you're reading the writings of MelFlo before I made it big. ;)
AHAHAHAHAH yeah ok I couldn't even type that with a straight face.

Any who, I write on here because I feel like it damn-it. If you don't like it, leave or stay, my stats are low. And if you're here for the long haul, just remember that sometimes I get side tracked, or go on and on about something when I should have stopped. So Here It Is.

I DON'T APOLOGIZE FOR THINGS I SAY OR DO
*unless it was completely accidental*
*yeah, people don't like me, and I don't give a damn.*

Simply, if you say or do something you did it for a reason, subconsciously or not. If you were mad, good! Let it out, express yourself. If you were sad, good! Let it out, and express yourself damnit. I tell the kids at work all the time, don't apologize for things you say or do unless you knew it was wrong before you said or did it. I mean, I get called an array of things every day. It just rolls off my shoulders, but they turn around and apologize later for it. I tell them if they felt like I was being a "bitch" its probably because according to them I did something that falls into "their" category for that.
Everyone is entitled to their judgement and opinions. And as much as it irks me, yes, everyone is allowed to be offended. I do not get mad if people are feeling things and express themselves, because that's how I roll. Be upfront, let people know something pissed you off. It comes off as rude, but its better than keeping it in and boiling over. Do things that make you happy. Stay away from people that piss you off. And by all means, don't give a damn about other's opinions of you.

So this is it. This is my blog. MY blog. I write things here and sometimes share them because I feel like they need to be shared. Sometimes I show y'all just how dark I can get. And sometimes I show you just how funny things are. And there are days like today, that I hop on my soap box and rant for a little.
This is my blog. I write things that I feel can be relative to others. I post things that maybe come straight out of right field, but have your head nodding up and down. Know that this isn't a normal ballad of one night stands as some people think the 20-something years are spent. This isn't the ballad of hey, look I went to school and am now knee deep in my career. And this sure isn't a ballad of Hey y'all, read about my adorable family and *BLEH*
This is the beaten dirt path that people sometimes have to take because the paved one is crowded.
This is the hard working woman, who wants to have that career and perfect family, but is a little behind. This is all those things that you don't read or hear about your 20's.

*taps mic*

This is MelFlo and I'm coming at ya in the wee hours of the morning from my laptop that needs to be upgraded. Strap in because this is going to be one hell of a ride and you might like it.
And this is Life According To Me.