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Rocko Frank


Last Updated: 9/2/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 21
Sign: Cancer

City: Beverly Hills
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 7/3/2005

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Tuesday, June 16, 2009 
So, I was laying in bed a few minutes ago... I was dying from depression, gorging myself on junk food, and watching an infomercial on TV...  and I caught a glimpse of myself in my bedroom mirror and as I absent mindedly removed the potato chip from my hair, I thought to myself, Omg...I've turned into my mother. 

It's not like I MEANT to turn into my mother...It just kind of happened as I kept dating douche bags.  My latest disaster ended much like the others, with the exception that this time it was ME doing the dumping.  I will never understand why men think that just because they have a penis that means that they can do whatever they want.

I'm not quite sure why I attract the freaks of nature.  Maybe I should talk to a plastic surgeon about getting that third nipple removed...Maybe they can sense it...  Or it could be that I haven't worked off the bad karma from killing all of those people in that van with a coke bottle back in the seventies...  Either way, it's just not fair. 

I refuse to believe that it's my fault.  Which is another way that I'm like my mother.  I refuse to believe that it has anything to do with the fact that I no longer trust men and I always put them through rigorous exercises to earn my trust that include but are not limited to jumping through rings of fire, castrating themselves with a pebble, and extricating themselves from a straight jacket with their teeth.  I'm SURE it has nothing to do with that.

I'm going to call my mother.  It seems we have more in common than I thought.


-Rocko
Friday, February 27, 2009 


How come everytime I say that I would love to find a gay man that is actually masculine and has been untouched by the jadedness, glitz, and glamour of the city (meaning that he doesn't tweeze his eyebrows and doesn't take nude photos of his perfectly shaved chest to post online), the people around me fall to the floor in uncontrollable laughter? 

I was browsing this guys profile the other day, right?  He's drop dead gorgeous!  He has shirtless photos of his slightly hairy chest, with his heavenly pecs, and delightful abs.  I look at the next picture, and it's a picture of him doing a drag queen's makeup, and the caption said, "Girl, your boobs are falling out!" 

O.O

WTF?  Like, honestly...  I feel like I'm looking at a body builder that when he opens his mouth sounds like he's been sucking helium...

*sigh*  One of these days...

Life and I had coffee...Come to find out, Life IS a bitch... :P


-Rocko




Wednesday, February 25, 2009 

You know how you promise yourself that you're not going to be "that" person that is constantly posting bitchy blogs so that your friends feel like they're obligated to make you feel better?  Well, this is one of those blogs... :P  JK
This is my one hundred, thirtieth posting, and it's going to be a special one.  :) 

So, what's going on in my life?  Well, I'm still working at the same job that I've been working at for the past year and a half.  Still trying to work my way up the corporate ladder without doing the dirty with my boss... LoL

I've not heard from the psychotic, homacidal lesbians since our little texting match a few weeks ago.  But, then again, those pesky lesbians are coniving, evil bitches that can lay in wait for weeks, months, even YEARS! LoL  JK

I'm still looking for another job.  I had a job interview with an external training company to be a corporate trainer.  It was going to be 60k a year, benefits (health, dental, vision), paid vacations, paid sick days, etc...  Come to find out, the place was in Dawsonville...How the hell am I supposed to get from Atlanta to Dawsonville?  Have these people lost their minds? 

Oh well...I really would like to be a corporate trainer though.  So, if someone knows where I could get a job like that, I do have experience.  And, I'm relocateable.  I promise to only sleep on your couch for two weeks at the most... :P

'Nywayz, moving on.  I just got back from Savannah.  Ron and I went there for the weekend.  We had a wonderful time.  Then, we found out that to go to the clubs there in Savannah, you have to be twenty-one.  Of course you do.  WTH was I thinking? 

Oh, well, I'll be twenty-one in July.  Which, btw is coming up very quickly, and I DO expect a party with lots and lots of booze, sex, drugs, and rock&roll...LoL I'm just kidding...kinda...  :)

So, my move to Boston isn't turning out so well...  I guess I just kind of expected everything to fall into place.  Yeah, well, just like everything else in life, it's not. 

Some people say life is a bitch.  Life is not a bitch!  If life was a bitch, it would be wearing a dog collar and a leather mask, subconsciously begging to be loved and accepted by his "master."  Life is a sadist.  Life likes to throw you on the ground and fuck you up the ass without lube or protection.  *sigh*  Life and I are having coffee tomorrow...I'll keep you updated... :P  JK
 
-Rocko

Saturday, February 07, 2009 
So, have you ever stopped to think about life and what it means to hold someone elses life in your hands?  The huge responsibility of holding something so fragile in your paws that it can be crushed with a small squeeze of a finger?

No?  Neither have I.  But, it sounded really deep, right?  :P

Well, 'nyway, I just wanted to blog about a few things that are going on right now.

So, I moved.  Most of you guys know this, but I moved away from the psychotic lesbians.  I ALSO almost had to get a restraining order on one of them, because she kept texting me threatening to kill me by ripping my throat out.  She was really graphic about it, so I thought it best to never speak to her again.  :P  There's just something that those lesbians do not enjoy about you saying something about the person they love (even if the person that they love is a homicidal lunatic that should be burned at the stake, instead of breathing and taking up space as a complete waste of flesh and cartilage).  They especially dont like it when you tell them that they need to grow a spine and a set of balls and stand up to the person.  :P  So, in the end, I thought it to be in my best interest to never speak to her again and tell her that if she texted or called me again that I would have to get a restraining order. 

I've always wondered what would bring someone to take out a restraining order on someone.  Like, it's so sweet that he thought of me that much that he took time out of his day to get a restraining order for ME! Awww...  Restraining orders do NOT look good when it comes to relationships.

Maybe I should start conducting interviews when it comes to dates.  Ask them to bring a resume with them.  "So, can you give me an example of a time when everything seemed to be going wrong, and you took the situation and turned into something positve?"  "Ok, I'll give you a call when I get through with my other interviews and let you know."  Then never call...  Hrmmm...I think I see a plan starting to form...

In other news, living with Friar Tuck has gotten a little bit more interesting.  Tony, an ex-con, just moved in.  He's turned life as this household knows it upside down.  He's a stereotypical faggot, on probation for three crimes, and a completely promiscuous whore...and my hero.  Jk.  He can be a little overbearing at times, but usually all you have to do is laugh politely to keep him from slicing your throat.  :P

'Nywayz, that's pretty much it.  Hope you guys are having a great time!  Enjoy your weekend!!!


-Rocko


Thursday, January 01, 2009 
So, I thought I would blog about my new years resolutions.  :)

I'm thinking about moving to Boston, so my new years resolution is going to be:

"Be on my way to another city other than Atlanta before the year is out." 


:) 


Just thought you should know...


-Rocko
Monday, December 29, 2008 

Current mood:  angsty
So, I just wanted to blog a few of my thoughts on here about some issues that I've been thinking about. 

Since when has gay culture become so pretentious that we've forgotten our roots?  I understand that the "best revenge" is living well, but when you've become so caught up in labels, and who's wearing who's latest design, it comes to the point where you cant even decide someone's worth unless they're wearing something that is considered to your standard of wealth. 

Now, dont get me wrong, I'm all for wearing designer clothes.  I'm all for the Prada sunglasses, the new Tracy Reese frock, the fabulousity of Oscar De La Renta or YSL...  However, I do not base my judgements on people as individuals on what they wear. 

Since when did it become not good enough to dress for your body type? 

When did we become so caught up in the glitz and glamour of the material world, that we lose sight of what's really important: people?

When did the definition of glitz and glam become how many drugs you did in one night while on the club scene, and who you did them with? 

I went to a bar the other night with a couple of friends.  We were sitting outside, and they were talking to a few of their friends that were there.  An asian gentleman was standing there, and was very obviously drunk.  He said something about we were so cute sitting there, and proceeded to make up a little song that somehow included the word dum-dum.  No sooner had he said that, than every single person there (with the exception of me and the two friends I was there with) turned on him.  One even went as far as to tell him to go die, because he was "ugly." 

When did we become so vicious and vile that we would turn on one of our own with such malevolence?  Where is the tolerance for our fellow man that we preach so long and hard at the heterosexual community?  How can we expect to be loved and accepted if we cant love and accept one of our own. 



This is going to sound really corny, but I long for the day when we can all accept one another as individuals.  Love and acceptance have nothing to do with sexual orientation, gender identity, wealth, or race.  Love and acceptance are absolutes that can not be compromised by biased stipulations. 

Someone once said, "The reason that the Christian church has lost as much power in the last century as it has, is because they are no longer united."  Learn from the religious right's mistakes.  Accept, forgive mistakes, love, and move forward for the future. 


I know it's rather scattered, but it's what I was thinking about at the moment.  :)


-Rocko
Thursday, December 18, 2008 

Current mood:  accomplished

Hi everyone!  It's been a while since I've blogged, so I wanted to write a few lines to let everyone know how I'm doing.  :)

Well, it's been one hell of a year!  As a lot of you know, I moved to Atlanta at the end of last year, and so I've been back in Atlanta for a year now.  I'm enjoying the hell out of myself now that I'm back!  :)

So...Current events...  Let's see... Most of you already know, but, I went to the managers meeting that's held twice a year at my job.  I was the first shift supervisor to ever go.  I was invited by the VP of the company.  She asked me to teach a class there.  So, I flew to Boston, waited outside the airport for an hour and a half, drove to Stratham, NH, where I taught all of the store managers around the country how to take lease lining, excellence in customer service, premium language, product knowledge, selling techinques, and the "arrival" back to their teams.  It was a smashing success, and I still get emails and phone calls from store managers and even district managers about success stories that they've had by using the techniques and training that I gave them.  I cant help but feel a little giddy that I've contributed to other stores successes by sharing some of my knowledge.  :)

So, after I taught my class, I was "appointed" to Area Trainer.  I'm over all of the stores in my district (which is Atlanta, North Carolina, Chicago, and Florida).  Basically, what that means is that I'm in charge of training all new employees on selling, premium language, customer service, and product knowledge.  It didnt come with a pay raise, but it's definitely something that I can put on my resume.  :)

Also, I'm in training to be an assistant manger!  I'm not promised the promotion, but I'll be trained just in case the position becomes available...  It's a long story...LoL 

So, all in all, there's a lot of things going on in my life right now... I'm still working two jobs.  At my other job, I'm transfering to a different store.  I'll be working at the Airport store.  It'll mean more hours, which means more money, which means that hopefully, I'll be able to get my own place pretty soon.  :)

In other news...LoL  My brother moved to Texas.  He had a job offer out there, and so he decided to take it.  It takes a lot of courage and confidence to leave everything that you've known for your entire life behind to go and start a new life.  He's a very strong man, and I'm very proud of him.  :)

Also, I still dont know who my parents are.  LoL  I dont know how to talk to my mother.  I tell her about all of the promotions that I get at work, and all of the great things that are happening in my life, and she's like, "That's great...Did I tell you what Rachel (my sister) said to me the other day?"  I'm like, "Yes, Mother, you did.  And I dont care.  Thanks."  LoL  You know, I cant help but feel a little hurt.  I may be wrong, but I think that most parents want their children to succeed and to move up in life.  My mother still seems to be a little bitter that I couldn't stay back in Dalton and work in a carpet mill like my father, and live in a trailer park, and never have anything nice my entire life like her.  She's a little upset that I decided that I couldn't live like that.  She seems to be a little upset about the fact that I wanted something better for my life.  She seems to be a little upset about the fact that I wanted nice things, a good job that pays well and is going to take me places, and a nice place to live.  You know...All I want for Christmas is for me to be able to call my mother and hear her say that she's proud of me, that I'm doing a great job, and that she loves and accepts me.  *sigh*

Speaking of Christmas!  I have an entire week off after Christmas, so I will be expecting to see a lot of you that live here in ATL while I'm off!  I expect to be wined and dined because you're ecstatic to see me because I never have time to hang out!  LoL  I just thought I'd let you know... :P

'Nywayz, that's about it...So, just leave me some comments and tell me how much you love me and you've missed my random blogging, and I'll be happy.  :)

 

Love you guys!

-Rocko

Thursday, August 21, 2008 

Current mood:  breezy
Either way, you STILL get a crummy old lawn chair out of the deal...

'Nywayz, so...I've TOTALLY made a decision.  I just wanted to post a blog about it, cuz I know how you guys like to keep up with my life.  I totally love and appreciate each and every one of you and the support that I've received from all of you.  :)

Now, on to my decision. 

I've decided not to date anyone for the next six months (unless someone sweeps me off my feet...).  The reason:  Everytime I meet someone new, I start comparing them to Mark, and then when they fall short, I end up kicking them to the wayside.  I've hurt a lot of good guys lately by doing this...

I'm working on this habit that I have (that I've had even before this) of having really high expectations of people, then when those expectations aren't met, or when they start getting on my nerves, I lose patience with them and never speak to them again, or if I do, it's only because they've called me, and I dont want them to think that I'm a complete asshole.  

I've not done that to anyone on here (I know you're all wondering, "Is that why he hasn't replied to my text/message/phone call?")  LoL  But, I do have a really bad habit of doing that.

It's something that I'm working on, and I'm making progress..

However, to speed up that process, I'm not going to date for the next six months...Until I can get some closure, mature a little bit, and find out a little bit more about myself and who I am (not who I am in a relationship).  :)


That's basically it...  :)


-Rocko
Currently listening:
This Is Love
By Jason & Demarco
Release date: 2007-03-13
Monday, August 11, 2008 
So, c'mon, you guys... You have to admit that you guys LOVE the original quotes that I use as my blog titles...  I think up each and every one of them.  They're all quotes straight (giggles) from Rocko's mouth to your eyes.  :)

So, if you're going to quote them, please give me credit.  Thanks.  :D

'Nywayz...

So, yeah... I created my drag profile the other day...  You guys should totally check it out!  AudrinaBlair.com  Add it, love it, have sex with it, do whatever it takes.  :)

So, yeah...'nywayz, I go to get a car soon... I'm so excited...Now maybe I'll be able to take that long-awaited trip out to California taking only back roads...  I'm kidding...

Kind of...

So, yeah...Cant really think of much right now...



Love, hugs, and hardcore drugs!

-Rocko
Tuesday, August 05, 2008 

Current mood:  blank
It's been a while since I've posted a blog, so I figured I'd update everyone.

So, I've not dated anyone else...That's good...I dont have the patience to deal with it.  I'd end up ripping someone's hair out and feeding it to them...

I've been thinking about Mark a lot lately.  I really miss him a lot.  I dont know how to explain the feeling I get when I think about him.  It's like my heart is trying to come out of my chest, up my throat, and into my mouth.  It's like my chest is about to break open.  It's weird...Like, it's not emotional symptoms though I do have those as well...It's actual physical symptoms.  Like, I can physically feel an achy sensation in my chest when I think about Mark...  Love hurts, right? 

I'm thinking about not going to church anymore...  It's not fun anymore.  They keep harping on appearances and how those appearances need to be maintained...  I've already lived the part of my life where I worried about what people thought about me.  I couldn't give a shit anymore...  I've already come to the realization that those people that are talking about me dont pay my rent, they dont pay my phone bill, they dont go to work for me, they dont prescribe me pills when I'm sick, so fuck 'em...  I'm not going to live my life walking on eggshells, hoping and praying that no one's going to talk about me and that I'm going to offend someone with my actions.  Fuck that. 

If I was worried about whether or not I was going to offend someone with my actions, I wouldnt be an animal rights activist.  Please!  One of the ways of activism is to offend people.  Once you've offended someone, you have their attention.  Once you have their attention, you can get your message out there.

I refuse to live my life based upon what everyone else is going to say.  I believe that a standard of living must be held, yes...However, it's the Bible that says what the standard is, the leadership of the church conveys that message, then it's the Holy Spirit's job (and his job ONLY) to make sure that that standard is lived by. 

What other people say becomes null and void when you look at it that way.


Case closed.


So, yeah...I dont know...Just a lot going on. 


-Rocko