Summary:A lot of you like to blatantly ignore what others say just because they are blue pill. You mustn't do that. Listen and you might learn something. Stick to your guns,But acknowledging another view might just inspire you.

Body:Strap in. It's story time.

Last night I sat down with my father as he cut my hair. It was fairly quiet at first, the sounds being the clippers and the button mashing from my 3DS.

I knew this was coming, so I braced myself for the question he usually asks when we are alone.

"You ain't been bustin' yet?"

Oh my god man. I really hate these conversations. See, I give the same answer. I'm a virgin still. I'm not in a rush right now. I'm trying to fix myself before I attempt anything. I'm not getting no where now, so why keep doing what isn't working?

"I think you aren't a proper dude man." I just shrugged. No need to explain about monk mood. He thinks I'm crazy for the constant cardio and working out I do anyway.

My father then told me he didn't think I was very popular.

"Who do you sit with at lunch?"

"Whoever I feel like sitting with."

"How do you know that they want to sit with you?"

"Well dad, they aren't moving or complaining."

Either speak up or forever hold your peace. That's how I see it.

My father then took a shot at a hobby of mine. As you probably know, I game when I'm not reading, watching something interesting or working out. It's what I do, and it's who I am. Don't care much for party's . Not even for birthdays while growing up.

"You don't play any madden or sports games?"

"Nope. Don't care much for sports."

I don't give a shit about a teams stats or who wins.

"You only want to play that right there" he said, pointing to what I was playing. (Super Smash Bros. is the shit btw)

"Ok" I say. "Tomorrow we can go to gamestop and you can Fifa and every other sport game."

"I'm not spending money on something you won't play."

I shrug again. (Remember guys, if you don't know what your talking about, shut the hell up please. Or educate yourself first and then throw a shot. And stop bitching if you won't take action.)

He always does that. Not knowing that the two fucking characters on the screen are from games that range from Rated T to Rated M.

My dad then asks me about my weight. I told him I want a great muscular body. Which blows his mind like with everyone else.

"Is that why you go run everyday"

"I do it because I want to." Eh. Partly. To burn fat and because it's relaxing.

"Girls like big dudes."

"No dad." Is all I said. I thought about it a bit, but maybe he meant being ripped. Then again, I clearly said muscular and he still flipped.

"Fine. You starve yourself then."

"Nobody's is starving themselves." What the heck? I just those cupcakes you backed the other day! Nobody is missing any meals. I don't eat unless I'm hungry. Whatever. I don't have to explain anything. Even though the doctor told he needs to lose weight.

Silence after that. After a little bit he says "You need to learn to chill man."

"I am chill. I think I'm pretty awesome" I reply. But what he says after is what I'm here to tell you guys about.

"Of course your awesome. Your my fucking son. What the fuck do you mean?." I just smile and nod.

Thanks dad.

Lessons Learned: Paying just a little bit of attention may give you some insight. Sometimes you have to dig through the bullshit to get to the gold.