ryanmilam

 The great things you'll learn about people just from studying them from a point that you never have before. I've noticed so much more, and have come to question why I even looked at it from any other perspective to start with. I wish I could spend my life trying to be someone else... It looks fun. No, not really. I was told by someone in the recent past that I need to stop acting foolish and immature. I was criticized for every move I make, and what amazed me was that the person calling me on the immaturity was handling the situation in a very immature way, themselves. It made me realize something though, and it's something that I've always been about, and I just realized isn't going to change. That thing is me. I realized that knowing this person didn't have any perks, but one. That one good thing that came from the relationship I had with this person was that I looked at myself from another perspective. I looked at Ryan Milam as someone else would look at Ryan Milam. I did it to understand that I do need to stop being the way I am, and I do need to make some adjustments, and I need to grow up. What I discovered instead was that, even though I thought that person was right, they were so wrong. Soooo wrong. I am out-going, crazy, loud, annoying, bizarre, and I am only completely serious when I need to be, and I know how to control that. I can be mature whenever I want to, and whenever the time is right. That's how I knew that this person was wrong. But, aside from all the serious moments, I'm going to be me. I'm going to be loud. I'm going to be annoying, rude, crazy, and hyper. I'm going to come up with wacky ideas. I'm going to get into some good trouble with my friends, and I'm going to laugh my ass off the entire time. When I'm like this, you can't rip the smile off of my face. It makes me happy. I know, happiness is a controlled state of mind... whatever. I know what puts me into that state of mind, and I know what I love to do. I'm a wild-ass, energetic maniac, and I love it! One of my closest role models told me "You can be funny, but if you don't have character it isn't worth it." I don't think I'll ever forget that piece of advice. This is my character, this is me, and what you see is what I'm selling. The guy hanging out of the car window, screaming and having a good time... that's who I am. I don't wish to be anything else in the world. I'm the loudest person in the hall. If I know you, and you know me, then you are fully aware that I'm not above shouting your name and saying hello. I'm upbeat, and in your face. So, the question stands. Will I grow into my age? Will I go into college any different than I am now? The answer is and always will be, no. I will not change, I don't plan to. It doesn't bother me one bit who likes it or not. I don't care. If you don't like it, avoid me. If you do like it, join in for the laughs, because I'm going to be the one smiling and having one hell of a time. And for the person who originally told me to grow up, I thank you. This of course doesn't mean that I like you, because I assure you, that train has left the station. But, I thank you. I know you wanted to put me down by jumping me every time I got online, and by telling me what and what not to do. It didn't work out the way you wanted it to, but it certainly helped me get to know myself better. I don't need your approval for what I say or do, and I don't need you. However, thanks for the contribution.

And remember... With great fun comes great immaturity. I am happy to be doing what I do. Nobody will change my mind, and nobody will change me for their benefit. You can be you, but without character it isn't worth a damn.

Hello people,

Today is Friday, and thank god for that. It's not like I've been to school all week though, because I haven't. Here in Illinois, we've just experienced a winter storm, and there is snow and ice everywhere. It's a mess...
Today has been a good one, I guess. I haven't really done too much. I woke up at around 12 to my sister telling me that they are coming to pick up the garbage, finally. Due to the storm, the city has been a little bit behind. So, I rush out, in my pajamas, to take the trash cans to the sidewalk. I then come inside, and take a shower. I eat something, and then there's work. So, not the most amazing day, and nothing happened the way I wanted it to, but no matter... it's all good. At least I love my job.

Last night was rather interesting. I get a private call on my phone at roughly, 2 am. Normally, I don't bother to answer them, but I was feeling arguementive. I answer, and at someone says: "Hey, why don't you go listen to Fall out Boy, and cut your wrists... yeah, I bet you suck your Dad's dick..."

I have to say, I was expecting something a bit more creative. I mean, obviously, these assholes do not know me at all. I hate Fall out boy! So, I hang up... They call back, ranting about the same stuff, I think I know who it is, and become a bit threatening. I then, once again hang up. They call the third time, and I think: "I've called them names, they've accused me of stuff..we're judging each other, they don't know me, and I don't know them....let's get to know each other..." So, I answer, and I'm like "Woah guys, WTF, you don't know me, I don't know you, let's talk.." Lets just say, through me using my Joker voice, and being kind to them, we talked about everything. I offered to make them Chocolate chip muffins, we found out that Zeppelin was a hot topic, I told them I work in radio, come party... we introduced each other... Turns out, they had the wrong guy to start with. They thought I was somebody named Nick.

Point is... If somebody calls you on a private, or restricted number, and cusses you out, and accuses you of thing you aren't a part of... Simply, get to know them before you judge them back. Then, let them know who you really are, and calmly talk to them. Chances are, they'll level with you, and you wont get another call for the rest of the night... I didn't.


Thanks for reading!

loveyoubye!

-Ryan

Hello,

If you're one of the people who would read my Myspace blogs, then I thank you for reading, and would like to welcome you to my livejournal page; the official home of Ryan Milam's rants. I know that some of you prefer to read my blogs on Myspace. Don't worry, because in my "livejournal" blog on my myspace, you have easy access to a link to this page, and I will post a bulletin everytime I have a new post on here. So, you will be informed of my blogging activities!

Thanks a million!

--Ryan

Hello, I'm Ryan Milam!

I'm new to Live Journal,  so I obviously wouldn't have much posted at the moment.
I like to blog about things quite a bit, but most of this will probably be me talking about the things I do in comedy. I am a comedian, and a comedic writer. I have my own sketch comedy troupe called "Karma Party".  I do some strange things, and I'm always finding something to rant about if I'm not talking about comedy. I'm very arguementive, and I take up a lot of issues with the way things are going in the world through blogging.

Anyways,

Just wanted to make my first official post on here. I appologize for not saying much, it's 2 am here, and I'm tired.