Steven Swain
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Steve Swain can refer to:- A man who once held a resemblance to Malcolm-Jamal Warner
- That N*gga who stole your bike
- A racist
- Toronto Hip-Hop Phenom $$teen $$willy
- None of the Above
It's been a pretty long first quarter of my life, and I don't want to bore y'all about the details of my wayward youth, adventures into puberty and possibly a dance scene or two. I imagine in the limelight of my life, if it were made a movie it would sorta be a bit like ATL, without Ol' T.I.P, and possibly without the southern element. Replace the Rollerskating and put in ice skating. Remove all the black folks 'cept a couple for flavour and then lots of white european girls. Then, if you remove all the fly southern attire and replace it with toques, scarfs and sweaters, you got yourself a hit movie.
So......
Yeah, name's Steve Swain. I'm a rather enthusiastic chap with a rather awkward perception in life compared to other people. I love the artists you loathe, I hate the video games you like, and most likely play games that suck and rant about how no one has 'vision' like I do to understand how deep these games are. I'm a conversationalist, just not the one everyone's willing to dive into on a whim. I was born in the 80s like every right minded individual in this era, watched cartoons that were actually good, listened to music that didn't suck and was influenced with the idealism of the world of tomorrow. It's 2006 now, there's no cool shit like that kid got to see in "The Navigator". There's none of that Star Wars shit that gave a large majority nerd boners, and Michael Bay is making a Transformers Movie. I can't wait to tell my kids about how so much better it was in 'my day' when I'm 60. I'm passively-aggressive, violent and casually condescending, or as lovely Elisha puts it.. "a Jerk". To go on would be a waste, so...
Let's talk about meee and the internet. I grew up thinking the sky was blue and the grass was green until I was introduced to the internet. Ever since then, my perception on everyone and anything has been perverted thanks to the likes of these miserable little internet communities. Communities where people suddenly create elitists groups and begin to suffocate underneath creation of massive fucking egos. The sort that leaves you to agonize over the trivial spats of adults acting like children, but you stay 'cause the hot chick showed you her boobs in IM.
Perish the thought that I would be a victim of all this, or simply stay because some girl showed me her breasts. The tit-shower would feel she would have power over me and I'd be compelled to listen to every disturbing nusiance that came up in her fractured life. No, I'm compelled to listen if you've heard me rant, let my words trouble you with how miserable life is in the ghetto, what growin' up poor is like. Not some random tit flash then informing me about your boyfriend Eduardo and how much he doesn't pay attention to you. This sort of behaviour happens all the time on the internet. Aaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnddddddd if you happen to be reading this ladies, and you feel I might be speaking about you, I'm not. You're all wonderful people who make my time here just a wee bit troublesome 'cause I admittedly understand y'all enough not to understand you. But what's a life without a few troubles, EH? I love trouble like I love my Kool-Aid. Sweet, with a bit of a kick at the end.
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Yeah, I closed off pretty lame back there. Feel free to leave suggestions on how I fix that in the comments section.