Monday, February 8, 2010

Where Did My Time Go?

Hello darlings, it's me, Coco. I know, I know, no one probably reads this shit anymore, AND, y'all probably remember me as going by "Stephan", well, let's just get it out there, it's been A LONG, LONG, time since I've last posted. And a lot of things have changed in my life. I predominantly go by Coco now (although, Stephan Monroe is my new real name -wink,wink-), I'm VERY active on twitter, I'm thinking about getting a Facebook, I also intend to start posting stuff on YouTube eventually, and, among other things, I'm now obsessed with Motown music, slash(gay) fanfiction, old cars (especially 60's Cadillacs, YOWZA!), and I'm now planning on starting a record company soon. A record label for gay people, by gay people. Sort of a modern-day, gay version of Motown. I mean, we'd have straight people too, but mainly gays (; . Anyway, I'm admittedly not sure if this is gonna work out completely, I'm not gonna lie, there's always the chance I'll just forget about my blogs again, but never fear no one!!! I'll try at least. So, ta-ta for now. I must take my leave to shave my face. There's nothing harder than being a hairy, gay teenager. Except maybe being a hairy, straight, female teenager. High school years can be an ugly thing. Toodles! ;D
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My Odd Obsession with Death, Hollywood, and my need to take over the world that I can't shake

Why do I like to wander cemetaries? Why do I love Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Gene Kelley, Princess Diana, Humphrey Bogart, Spencer Tracy, Katherine Hepburn, Aubrey Hepburn, and, suprisingly, Paris Hilton? Why can't I shake the yearning to take over the world and have the world population wait on me hand and foot, fanning me with enormous palm leaves, and buying me anything I desire. I don't know. Some people call me crazy, psychotic, pyro-maniacal, bi-polar, or insane, but its just me. Over time I'm going to reveal the method to my madness, but for today, all I'm going to reveal is this; My one true goal in life, if the world domination thing doesn't work out, is to be famous for nothing, and be treated like royalty. All I Want to be is, quoting one of the people I just talked about, Loved By You. Every single person alive. I want to be a house hold name. Just you watch, one day I'll be smiling from the center of the stage at Grauman's Chinese.