Mi Vida Loca, My So Called Life, Chaotic.

Okay so I just referenced Ricky Martin, Claire Danes and Britney Spears in the same breath. Or title I suppose. Life post Big Brother has been crazy. It’s been fun. Stressful. Busy. Strangely glam. And a bit surreal.

Events. Invitations keep rolling in. Fashion week was a blast. I was front row at every show. Crazy. The best; Samaire Armstrong at Kelli Nishimoto and Jody Watley singing at Kevan Hall. Crazy. And why did I end up at Hooter’s after the shows? Yep…On Hollywood Blvd. Hooter’s was fun. The girls were sweet and I met a bunch of fans. Brenda and Rose had me sign a Hooter’s Tee. I told them to put it on eBay because no one would ever believe I’d be there! But I love Hooter’s. And Chilli’s. And don’t get me started on a Red Lobster. This brother does not miss a lobster fest!

I’m presenting an award at Fox Reality Remix Awards with my dearest Erika. I avoided being nominated Best Villain. Though that could have been kinda chic. Anyway I rather like having been the surly, aggressive, Black Gay guy. That’s a mouthful. But I was not a villain. No matter how hard the editors tried to cut me that way. Ooh that’s very Jessica Rabbit. “I’m not bad, I’m just cut that way.” I like that. The awards should be a blast. I purchased a new J. Lindeberg suit. Any excuse for that. And I’ll wear my Cole Haan Wingtips. Classic.

What else? Hm mm… I gave a guy the heave ho. I’m not one to be manipulated no matter how subtle. I learned from the best (I love you D)! Now I’m involved in a long distance relationship. Do those things really work? Lots of text messages and gifts going back and forth. It’s sweet. Chaste with the exception of some very dirty texts. I’m happy.

I’m addicted to MySpace. Yeah I know. It’s so low rent. And every time you open a page yet another stupid song plays and there is some ghetto visual assault. I love it. I do have rules and standards. No one under 18 on my page. And you can’t just add me. You must send me a note and let’s see if we have something in common. I’m not a Pokemon. You can’t collect me. Ooh reality star trading cards! There’s an idea. Nice. So anyway today I get a friend request from a 16 year old girl. Obviously she didn’t read my profile or she would have known not to bother. Here are the notes she sent:

From: Princess
Date: Oct 23 2006 12:14 PM
Subject: Hey
Body: im only 16 but you shuld still let me be your friend cuz just like you i like being a bitch

From: Marcellas Reynolds
Date: Oct 23, 2006 12:18 PM
Subject: Princess
Body: Sorry. First some of my friends have mature content on my page. And second I’m not a bitch. I make no claim to be that nor do I want to be one.

M*

From: Princess
Date: Oct 23, 2006 12:25 PM
Subject: RE:Princess
Body: then y did you say alll the stuff on big brother that you did i would call that a little bitchy

From: Marcellas
Date: Oct 23 2006 12:30 PM
Body: Don’t get the character on a TV show confused with the person. You just watched 3 hours a week out of our entire lives.
You don’t know us. Most importantly I’ve never met you and haven’t been anything but courteous to you.

Take care.

M*

From: Princess
Date: Oct 23 2006 12:37 PM
Subject: RE:Princess
Body: ok im sorry i was wrong

From: Marcellas
Date: Oct 23 2006 12:38 PM
Subject: Princess
Body: No prob. Apology accepted.

What amazes me is that people really think they know you or know something about you because they watched you for 3 hours a week. Or longer if they had the live feeds. Let’s not forget the feeders! They really think they know you because they have nothing better to do than watch hour after hour of the House Guests. And then make tributes to us! Set to music! That’s laughable! Fucking Youtube needs to be destroyed. Hell so do the feeds.


Here’s the thing; I have never been rude to a fan of Big Brother unless they were rude to me first. My mother taught me to show people respect until they disrespect you. Anything I said to or about anyone playing the Big Brother game is between me and them. If I meet you I’m going to be courteous and nice and I expect the same. Ignorant people sitting @ home hating on strangers amazes me. There’s so much stuff happening in the World that is important. Find it. A show like Big Brother and even these web-sites are only meant to entertain. That’s what the 14 House Guests did this summer. We tried to be entertaining. Take it for what it is.

Is that the trade off for a career in entertainment? People saying whatever they want about you? Does the truth walk out the door because of the price of a ticket or the click of a remote? Do strangers get to disrespect you because they own a TV? As Lindsay once sang;

But I can tell that you’re watching me
And you’re probably gonna write what you didn’t see
Well, I just need a little space to breathe
Can you please respect my privacy

Why can’t you just let me do
The things I wanna do
I just wanna be me
I don’t understand
Why would you wanna bring me down
I’m only having fun
I’m gonna live my life (but not the way you want me to)

I’m tired of rumors starting
I’m sick of being followed
I’m tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can’t they back up off me
Why can’t they let me live
I’m gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is

I’m out. I’ve got an audition and a coffee date and then I shoot the awards.