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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Don't Stop til u get enough

I still dont have a life so you'll have to put up with the mundane til exciting shit comes along

Love

nada goin on in that front
I still always manage to find the crackheaded fellas anywhere i go
Went out with some friends last Saturday
sigh
This Middle Eastern dude who kept referring to me as 'big girl' *side eye*
no concept of personal space
tryna dance all up on me
thought he was the lovechild of Janet Jackson and Usher. dancing like a friggin idiot all night
swore he was doin some hot shit
no hon
u just look like ur having an epileptic seizure
a very enjoyable epileptic seizure, but an epileptic seizure nonetheless



Poetry
sigh
I've been stuck
it kinda hurts
I need to get my mojo back
until then here's some rhymes revisited stuff:
reverse evolution
tryna bring the past back on counterclockwise revolutions, they say that love brings absolution
so I guess there's no solution to the plight that plagues her the
ills that face her
cuz it was a night of stolen innocence and hate that made her
and since she can recall her mother has despised her,
evidence of past crimes so she tried to deny her
therefore
Admittance
into her heart was forbidden,
No entrance but on a good day a smile as pittance





music
Yall know my girl Sade's comin out with new stuff

Gonna cop it cuz come the hell on
IT'S SADE DAMMIT!!!!



I need to go shopping
I saw these nice knee high boots i wanted while i was chillin down in the Bronx last week
tan and brown and pure flyness so
yeah im gonna gettem tomorrow probably
need some over-the-knee boots too
pics will be forthcoming

in the meantime here are some pics of some shoes and crap i picked up last week














that will be all

Monday, November 23, 2009

ask and u shall receive (even if it's a few centuries late)

October 27, 2009 4:03 AM
Blogger Rashan Jamal said...

Why don't you have a life? Does that count as a real question? Wait, does that count as a second question?

I don't have a real question... just get back to blogging. That is all.

I dont have a social life cuz apparently some higher power doesnt think i deserve one. I must say tho, that ive been goin out a lot more recently
Indeed it does count as a second one smartass

October 27, 2009 9:08 PM
Blogger Desy said...

blogging doesn't always have to be about what's going on in your real life- make something up and tag it as a piece...lol

what's been the most shifting experience you've ever gone through that you felt change the trajectory of your life?
Moving to Lancaster pennsylvania after highschool
Fucked my whole life up.lol
I didnt wanna move there but i didnt really have a damn choice
got all depressed and shit
lost two years of my life to that Godforsaken place
NOT TO MENTION THE COLLEGE CREDITS THAT WOULDNT TRANSFER
ARRRRRRR
October 28, 2009 5:58 PM
Blogger Don said...

How much wood could a woodchuck, chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
*screw face*

Nah, seriously: What is it about a pouring rain that leads to great sleep?
Uh. You would ask this dumb ass question.lol
who knows maybe the sound reminds you of being in ur mom's womb
that makes no sense *shrugs*
the hell should i know?

October 29, 2009 6:06 AM
Blogger clnmike said...

Why is it when you take pics of your self you never look straight ahead but at the camera?
Becuz it steals lil bits of my soul if i look at it head on and
shhhhh
come closer
closer
*whispers* im not particularly photogenic
profile shots seem to work better for me
November 3, 2009 1:12 AM
Blogger Mizrepresent said...

What do you really want to do in your life? What are your goals? lol, i know sounds like i'm interviewing...hey, you said ask away.
Oh Lord
this is why i cant have people askin me questions
folk wanna start vetting me like i'm running for vice president

Goals:
finish school
find job i like (wanna work with at risk youth)
travel a lot
buy a damn house (yall know thats where folk's wealth be at right?)
find a damn man
make him impregnate me
have a shitload of kids (only 3 mine, the rest adopted/foster)
grow old and die