Tuesday, August 19, 2008

1692

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

boring night....

listening to a playlist from fredflare.com
great place for unique accessories. only it doesn't seem to wanna work for me tonight. 1st tattoo needs a bit more work... it's only letters and the font is plain as hell. I need to find a real artist, a nigga who can draw, and ask him to add some work to it. "SWALLOW REALITY. VOMIT THE TRUTH." lil something I made up, going up and down my stomach.
hurt like a bitch! going over bones and shit.. my next tat gotta be something drawn.. no more fucking words and letters for a while... CALLING ALL ARTISTS!!!!

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Everybody loves me, I'm so fly...

boring Tuesday night. work was alright.. I'm around too many whitewashed niggas. Not one white person in there but they all "act" white.. if I can say that. Nobody I can relate too atleast.
Weekend is pretty tight and I love it. Being busy is what I need to be, I hate not having anything to do.. looking for another job also, cause I still have too much time on my hands. And I can turn that time.. into money =) easy baby. If you ain't making money, it don't make sense.
uhh I hope my sister leaves soon. Not too many people know the situation but like Jasmine does.. anyways, I had to smoke a blunt yesterday I was so upset. I just need a break from her. Year break would be golden. Cause I have a feeling that if it continues like this, I'll never like her. Love her, she's my blood sister. But like? I don't fucking like her. Like if I wasn't her sister and some random friend from school, I would dislike her type shit.

But yeah, pretty much drama filled week. Trying to get this radio show off the ground quick, people pressuring me to do something with it since money could come out of it. Then I'm trying to find my craft. People my age seem to already know what they wanna do, whether it be cook, model, play ball (football and basketball) or whatever.
I have an idea of what I wanna do, of course it has to involve music but I don't know.

I could major in journalism and write for a hip-hop magazine.
I could major in fashion design and make couture clothes for young generations.
I could major in psychology and make money off of white people who don't know how to handle their children.
I could major in music management and find some rising star to manage and take to the top.


IDK!

Monday, July 7, 2008

Where it all starts...

Young girl sees a video on tv. She sees in the video a woman with a fat ass and a raunchy attire that attracts the guys. (take "Kiss Kiss" by Chris Brown ft T-Pain for example)
Girl then goes to school.
Girls thoughts are verified and she sees the same thing. All the guys are attracted to a girl with a fat ass and a raunchy attire.
Girl feels unworthy, like she's not up to the standards.
Girl then gets sad... feels hopeless, like she'll never find a boyfriend or even a boy to like her.
Girl can not grow an ass, nor can she implant one like video Vixen Angel.
Girl tries to make up for what she lacks. She could do this in many ways... she could act like a ho and do sexual favors for boys so that they can "like" her.
Girl becomes reckless, losing herself in the process.
Girl gets pregnant, earning herself a baby daddy.
Girl has children, one of which is a babygirl.
Girl has to work a lot to provide for her children.
Babygirl then sees a video on tv.


Young boy sees a video on tv. He sees a "man" with a lot of money, nice clothes, a expensive car, and a lavish house. And he sees thats this man gets all the honeys. (take "Make It Rain" by Fat Joe ft Lil Wayne for example)
Boy feels unworthy, like he's not up to the standard.
Boy then gets sad... feels hopeless, like he'll never find a girlfriend or even a girl to like him.
Boy thinks to himself, like wow, if I had all that, I could get a girlfriend or at least have a girl like me.
Boy then listens to the lyrics of the song and other songs by the same artist and he realizes that hey! They got all this money from rapping but also selling drugs.
Boy starts selling drugs.
Boy gets money.
Boy buys things (clothes, jewelry, shoes).
Boy gets a girlfriend.
Boy gets more than one girlfriend.
Boy continues to sell drugs.
Boy gets a girl pregnant.
Boy gets caught selling drugs by the feds and goes to prison.
Boy isn't around to raise his child(ren).
Boy's baby mama has a babyboy.
Boy's baby mama rasies babyboy alone.
Babyboy doesn't have a father figure growing up.
Babyboy sees a video on tv.

Cycle continues...

Sunday, July 6, 2008

response to Hip-Hop vs. America pt III...

MC Lyte: Who's responsibility do you feel that is it?

It's the woman's responsibility.. point blank. If we instill in her mind that this image isn't positive towards girls younger than her, she'll stop what she's doing. Regardless of the rapper and shit, she gon do wdf she want. There will still be a line of girls outside a video shoot ready to do whatever it takes. It's nobody's fault but her. Nobody forced her to do shit, she knew wdf she was doing.. she knew how young girls are responding to it.. she sees it herself.. bitch ain't stupid. She just don't care. She really out to get that money.


I just think we need more female directors, artists and shit because the game will change. No female is gonna direct a movie or video where the girl is half naked or shaking her ass. She gon be like, nahh sweetie, get up outta here with that. She's gonna want a classy chick to come and do it. If we choose to have like pretty girls with cute, classy outfits with a swagger and a flow, all the lil girls are gonna be like I wanna be like her! Girls are easily swayed, they go off what they see. She's so pretty, she's got everything that you need to have.

On the other hand, you got a girl with a fat ass that can shake it. And it's like show me something I aint see before. Like that shit is so typical now a days and repetitive, it gets annoying. Theres gonna be a time when that shit is OLD as fuck! Who can't do that? The industry needs to make it a little bit more difficult for these "video hoes."


Angel (The Video Vixen from Kanye West's "Good Life" video?) said she was only a video "model" so she could get into the industry. She basically saying she only did what she did in all those videos to move on to what she really wants to do which is acting, modeling or whatever. But she took the easy way out, she copped out! Instead of striving for her dreams like with hard work and real talent, she decided to do the easiest thing she could with what she got. She didn't wanna be like Jada Pinkett Smith or Vivica A. Fox or Gabrielle Union, actresses with real talent that didn't cop out in a video just so they could act. They went to the fucking casting calls, took getting turned down over and over again, and strived for what they wanted the hard way. I think it's weak of Angel to say she does videos so she can get into the industry and act. We always gonna think of you as the video ho. You could go act in a movie and do this and that, but in the back of everybody mind it's gonna be like, I remember when she was in that one video.. or that one picture she took.. she won't be taken seriously and that's what she wants. She went about it way wrong...


When girls see those videos and movies, and how people generally portray a black woman.. if she doesn't fit it, she's going to feel inadequate. Like she's not good enough, not worth it.. just feel wrong. Feeling unworthy of a man's love because you don't fit the mold is not what our culture needs. And when she doesn't feel up to par, she's gonna try and meet those standards and thats what causes her to do reckless shit. If she feels unfortunate to look the way she does, because she wasn't born with a hour glass, coke bottle figure, she's not gonna have self-esteem and that's where all the problems START.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

another world?

yo I dunno what world you living in when it comes to associating with humans. like, wdf? you gotta be outta this world to think that you acting the way you are is gonna get you far in life.. being an uncaring asshole, overly rude and stayin like a "rock" isn't gonna cut it. like, you want something from me. you really expect that acting like a asshole is really gonna get you want you want? then you wanna hold it against me for acting like any normal person would...

it's like wdf.. I don't understand.

dolo...

yo at work for the past two days, there's this retarded bitch who INSISTS she was in the "ghetto" when she jacked up her car. like she's blaming where she was at at the time for her bad driving skills. the worst part is that she wasn't even IN the fucking ghetto and I kept trying to tell her that but she's just so set on telling everybody her story... I was in the ghetto today, on wilcrest and bissinett.. the fuck? that's the ghetto to this ignorant bitch? I felt like kidnapping her and dropping her ass in the middle of 3rd ward... then she'd see the ghetto.. and this hard surviving. dumb ho.
people are so ignorant now a days, shit was really annoying me.

I want her dumb ass to bring the shit up once again tomorrow... then I'ma really have to set her ass straight. I don't care where she from or where she live.. she made it seem like the ghetto was like this terrible place. and the only reason her car got fucked up was because she was in the ghetto. huh? how stupid yo.. people got nerve.

and niggas was agreeing wit her to! her dumbass friend was like yeah that is the ghetto! she told her that her dad said that wasn't the ghetto... bitch ya dad was right! both yall stupid asses wrong. retarded fucks...........

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Love, love

http://www.madeinqueensfilm.com/film.html

shit is tuff! Check it out. About some Trinidadian kids in Queens who put speakers on bikes.
Innovative and orgnl. You don't see that too often anymore.. people stuck on this new "original" movement. Everybody is trying to be more different from the next, instead of just being themselves. The simple fact that you all are trying to be so different, makes you all the same. A kinda paradox if you will =) it's stupid.. some people try too hard.
Just be who you are and say what you feel because people who matter, don’t mind.. and people who mind, don’t matter.

I'm so heated yo.

I'ma be a lesbian by this time next year man.. I can't take this fucking aggravation. And I'm young yo! It'll only get worse and I don't think I can take it. Niggas be on some other shit.. stupid shit.. like say some slick shit, like a bitch like me did something wrong. Then wanna not say nothing else. Leave you confused, say their lil piece and dip.. leave you in the dark. They might be dead wrong!! Ruining months of shit on something they know nothing about.. come out lookin' stupid in the end. They don't give you time to explain yourself. Cause they won't even tell you what you did. So you asking them over and over until you like fuck it.. it's over, I don't even wanna know anymore. I'm so lost and confused and you actin' like a bitch.. don't wanna answer the phone when I call like 3 times. And then call me and expect me to be like HEY!! WHAT'S WRONG? WHAT DID I DO? But I'm already like fuck it so instead I say, wdf do you want? And you get confused and UGHHHH SDAIKDHDKAHDAJSDKHAD.


I'm just so sick of this stupid shit. That gets me so fucking mad. You could be ruining the best thing you ever had on some he said, she said, heresy shit. How does that make sense America???