Feliz Cumpleaños...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Climax...

I need a moment alone with his words...
Damn Ainsley

Dear Pharrell...

If wealth is of the heart and the mind, why do I have to dig so deep into my pockets to wear your clothes?

Psychological Vents...

In a society where vulnerability is most often taken as a sign of weakness, I want to be able to wear my heart on my T's every once in a while... Being constantly cold is eating me up inside... I want to be able to tell others my fears without the risk out them being used against me, I want to scream from the rooftops that I fear failure, disappointing my family and ending up alone more than anything... I'm tired of keeping my guard up constantly and getting others before they get me... I want to spill my soul on a page for the world to see with no regrets... My empathy and sensitivity are needed for my future field of work, but it's hard to foster them while trying to keep the electrical fences around my mushy parts working... I'm just tired... It's been said that Libras need emotional connections and I'm starting to think that's true, even though I hate to admit it... I must find more people that hold my interests... I'm really starting to consider that book...

~Boogie~

Strippin' Ain't Easy...

I'm comfortable enough in my femininity to say DAMN... Ol' girl was workin' hard for that lil bit of money... She climbed up that pole using the BACKS OF HER KNEES, what part of the game is that?... I have so many unanswered questions, why were there so many folks in that strip club all bunched up to see this chick? Why was she the only girl on the stage? Where they do that at?

Ridin' In A Delorean

Have the volume on when you watch this and don't eat or drink anything you don't want to spray on your computer screen lmao

Gotham, Born and Raised

Tell me that isn't amazing

I read the Married to the Mob blog religiously... And Tabatha keeps me cracking up, These pics were taken by her Brother The 13th Witness, his style is so hyper realistic... This is MY New York. The dirty gritty tough city that birthed me and my crazy ass personality... His ability to capture the NY I see is amazing... Tourists just won't get it unless they have close ties with someone that can take them into the depths of the city to discover it's true beauty... When I get a house of my own, his work will most definitely be displayed.

I'll be home soon...

~Sky Boogie, from the Boogie Down~

Little Touches...

Like this goodie bag that came with my Johnny Cupcakes earrings, keeps buyers interested in the brand...
Contents
 -Cupcakes and Crossbones Printed bag
 - Original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II Trading card. Circa 1991
   ...I got Rahzar SWEET
 - Panda and Cupcake mini pin
 -Johnny Cupcakes Mint... Fresh breath is a must.
 -Business card to give to friends that sweat your gear =}

Great Shit...

You Want Me To Do What ?

So my Social Psych class was canceled today and I decided to loaf and watch TV, and I stumbled upon Wife Swap... This show normally tickles me because of the juxtaposition of the families, but for some reason this episode pissed me off... Let me set the scene for you, Eccentric Middle ages obsessed male centered family of Anglo Saxons and A super strict yet somehow social Renaissance woman run household... It sounds like it would be rather entertaining, not really.

The Middle ages family has home schooled children and dress in ridiculous outfits, they also lack a home phone and friends outside of the family. The father only interacts with his children on weekends and when they do have family time it always the fathers choice of activity... On the other side the Afram family is run by a woman that substitute teaches, works in a restaurant and make sure her children respect her authority. The father works the night shift and spends the day caring for his children and the house hold...

My issue is with the blatant disregard for equally sharing gender role related activities... In one family the father is treated as supreme ruler and the son's speaks for his sister... and on the other hand the father does all of the home maintenance and childcare... What I don't understand is why can't people share roles, I've never been an advocate of women staying in the house and rearing the children while an man goes out and earns a living. Conversely a man shouldn't spend all of his time doing house hold chores, basically emasculating him... This is the 21st century I will not push my dreams aside and cater to those of my SO while he goes out and makes the bread for the fam... But I will not take a mate that bends to my every whim and spends all of his time doing things that we should share. I need a SO that stands up to me the same way I do to him... I'm not however, condoning disrespect in any form but traditional gender roles are archaic and turning them on their ear is just as bad...

It's okay to make your SO feel like royalty but don't forget that you're a Queen/King in the process

Reevaluate your relationships people, if you seek a mate that you can easily dominate you have a problem my friend... Equality is key

Sky - "Go ahead and cook and I'll wash the dishes" - Boogie

Freudian Slips...

... Not quite
If psychology and biology got together and had Rosemary's baby, said baby would be Physiological Psychology... I really hate that class, I'm beastly @ Psych and Bio but together it's a whole other animal... My Prof. really isn't making it any easier, hell she's confused too... But other than probably failing the quiz I took today school is pretty boss, not a lot of work and I have 3 really down to earth yet informative and engaging professors... But that's not what I'm here to talk about...This post is about.... Yep you guessed it, the more masculine sex...

I love men, like I REALLY love men, the good ones are the Bee's Knees... I also love tattoo's... A Lot... Put those together and BAM... It can get excruciatingly sexy... I'm partial to upper arm ink, you know the kind, the ones that play peek-a-boo with short sleeve T's *Sigh*... As long as it's not anything ridiculous or meaning less like money or something I love 'em... Not to say that I only go for marked up guys but I really like ink... I've noticed I've been drawn to slimmer guys as of late, and the cool nerd types... I think I'm obsessed with guys arms... Maybe because of the feeling of serenity one gets when being held tightly by the right one...

I wonder why people make lists of "must haves" or "must look likes" for potential partners but possess none of the attributes on their own lists... Also why don't more couples work out together? I think it'd be hot to get all hot and sweaty with an S/O in a non sexual way... It's good for both of you... Obesity is real people, plus it would be loads more fun to compete against your Honey Bun for favors or rewards... It'll keep things interesting and keep you attractive to one another...

On that Note I think I'll go for a run tonight...
Yeah
Anyone wanna join me ?
;)

~Boogie~

From the Edges of My Mind...

I realized I can't sit behind you in class anymore... I lose my focus tracing the nail marks on the backs of your arms... Welts raised proudly like tribal scarifications... Peeking from underneath your sleeves like secrets... That giant purple mark on your Adams apple is a toughie to explain though...

Classic...

Affion Crockett's spoofs are truly works of art... The time and effort he puts into satirizing the celebrities that people hold in such high esteem is nothing short of amazing... Case and point his newest work "Hunt Chris Brown" Enjoy, I know I did...
BTW, watch his kanYe dance and tell me he isn't spot on my dude.

Chromeo...

These guys are the truth... From their very Hall and Oates sound (Think "I can't Go For That"), to the overall Rad-ness of their video... Chromeo's style is unmatched
Here's the vid for their track "Needy Girl"

Funniest Thing I've Read in a While...

The only thing i don't agree with is the point about writing in cursive, Knowing how to sign your name is an important life skill folks...

-I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can
think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell
my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves
me.

-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you
realize you're wrong.

-I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to
have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and
sticks when they've invented the lighter?

-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're
going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to
be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the
direction from which you came, you have to first do something like
check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to
yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're
crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

-That's enough, Nickelback.

-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was
younger.

-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know"
feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose
not to be friends with?

-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it
wouldn't
work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically
fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all
know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards
or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.

-There is a great need for sarcasm font.

-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and
suddenly realize I had no idea what the hell was going on when I first
saw it.

-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually
becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting
90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's
laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little
bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the
only one who really, really gets it.

-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than
take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear
your computer history if you die.

-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to
finish a text.

- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the
spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.

- Was learning cursive really necessary?

- Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to
say".

- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and
hunger.

- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron
test is absolutely petrifying.

- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart",
all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".

- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod
and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up
to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in'
examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete
idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and
said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"

-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each
other?

- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and
instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.

- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I
know how to get out of my neighborhood.

- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the
person died.

- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the
shower first and THEN turn on the water.

-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty,
and you can wear them forever.

- I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu'
to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an
overweight woman. Example: "Dave caught the swine flu last night."

-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

-Bad decisions make good stories

-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their
profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got
the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if
I do!

-Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?

-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring
would probably just be completely invisible.

-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go
around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly
nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be
a problem....

-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work
when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything
productive for the rest of the day.

-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't
want to have to restart my collection.

-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are
going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me
if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I
swear I did not make any changes to.

-"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this
ever.

-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people
watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will
they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't
watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and
leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'

-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello?
Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and
goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone
and run away?

-I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not
seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

-When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she
hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light
internet stalking.

-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle,
then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising
speed for pedophiles...

- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers,
but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still
not know what time it is.

-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to
answer when they call.

-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to
with it.

-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car
keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the
Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze
button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time
every time...

-My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would
happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?

-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they
drive behind obeys the speed limit.

-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

-I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or
Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.

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It feels like I've been abandoned, left with an empty heart and a heavy conscience... My bed is almost as cold as you are...

Introspection is a Double Edged Sword, and I Think I Cut Myself...

I started classes last tuesday, and in my first class, Theories of Personality Development, I was given the hardest assignment of my academic career... 25 page research article had nothing on this seemingly simple task... I was asked to write a 4 page autobiography... I know your like WTF that's dumb easy, well it isn't for someone who spends way too much time dissecting the intricacies of her own life... I know introspection is needed but only to a certain point, and I passed that sucker about two years ago... Coming to college I got to spend an absurd amount of time alone, which I love because I've spent my entire life around my family but from that solitude came questions that I couldn't answer myself outright... The more inquiries I made the deeper into my own psyche I went, probably further than i should have gone but I love finding the bases of behaviors... There are some truths I hope to forget soon and some falsehoods I'm amazed I've maintained so long,all in all there really isn't much I'm willing to share... Especially with my Psych Professor via a simple writing assignment... My fears are what motivate me, but I realize I'm the only person holding me back... Time to take down the barbed wire fences and cage the wild boars surrounding myself...The ones around my heart can stay for now... I've yet to find a guy that could weather my, lets just say, multifaceted personality without giving up because "I'm too difficult"... If I was easy I'd be just like the birds I come across daily, on the pursuit of platinum plated bullshit instead of golden souls shining through innocent yet pain filled brilliant brown eyes (Like these)... Fancy cars overshadow minds that can twist the worlds languages into the most beautifully woven tapestries man has never seen, hidden in earthbound angels... Damn I'm rambling... I need to go study something...
I'm on the Pursuit of Happiness
~Boogie~

I Hate Denim Jackets But...

This joint is bad... Guys, if you have the build for Pea coats go for it

That's New...

Saw this on the ground in a SC Walmart Parking lot

I'd be tight if someone took my parking spot too, but to leave a note is hilarious... If I was the spot stealer I would have kept the note as a trophy of some sort instead of throwing it on the ground... People are funny
~Boogie~

Speechless...

Word Falu and Kesed ?

Two Words...

Raw Passion...



This Is Brook Yung...
I've been watchin this young man since HBO had the BNV mini documentary thingy poppin off...There is no glass ceiling for this kind of talent and dedication people... Oh yeah he raps too... Here is a link to his blog "The mirrors in my eyes"


Our headers are similar maybe it's a sign...
~Boogie~

I know some pretty awesome people...

...Just got this via aim
"do you know you will find your moon?"
I been feeling really basement as of late (props to Miss K for the lingo)... Basically feelin' like I'm inclined to spend the rest of my life dating idiots who aren't worth their weight in roofing tar while daydreaming of gorgeous intellectuals that ride in on enchanted pens and steal me away...I digress, but this simple sentence just BOOSTED MINE(saw dudes saying this shit on facebook and thought it was the funniest thing)...It rekindled my patience for finding what I need, which is hopefully the same as what I want but who knows...This life thing is confusing and my personality goes in more directions than Fabolous' teeth (I kid, I kid)... This journey should be fun...Signed the cynical, goofy, Jay-Z hating New Yorker, with a heart of gold and expression of stone...
Yeah
Thanks Jason
~Boogie~

Mike Shinoda

...Artwork from the Linkin Park member's recent exhibition "Glorious Excess (Dies)"...

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Back @ Hampton 2 more years in this bitch... They avoided giving me the infamous Hampton runaround today so I was pleasantly surprised... I have a roommate this year ={... I really hate sharing a room but she seems normal enough and she doesn't smell, thats always a plus...I 'm really bored so I went back and read all of my posts (there are 58 of them not including this one)... There are several running themes, my overall love for Men (thank you God), bored rants/venting sessions, music, and overall fuckery... One theme sticks out like nipples in the Artic Tundra though... One person i mention/highlight in quite a few posts cuz he's fuckin great... All that brilliance, drive, and fine-ness got me straying from intended post topics lol... Look out for future posts about artists other than he lmao... Yes I know I said he when I should have said him, the rules of grammar don't apply here... Later Folks
~Boogie~

Question My Honesty...

...I wish you would my dude


How could I not LOVE this man, how I ask you?!?

Yeah...

He moves like the wind blows and writes shit that holds my mind hostage for days on end...I just wanna dance with him son just to see if it's as good as my dreams and that's a lot to live up to...I imagine it's like passion masquerading as innocent interaction until it just opens its self and envelops u like, like falling into the sun *sigh*...I mean that man moves like honey slow sweet but with just enough body to remind you that he's there...Sexy
~Boogie~

Me An Author?..

...Sike Nah lol...

Well maybe, at the suggestion of my friend and older sisters
I'm contemplating writing a book of some sort...
Probably just an amalgam of pieces written within
the next 3 or 4 months depending on how I feel about
my work come winter break...
The only off putting part is the subsequent attention
and eventual criticism... In blog form my writing is open to
the masses but only accessible to those that care to look,
as a book my thoughts will be more widely available...
Then it's the logistics of cover art, composition, publishing
and marketing... A lot of work, but how boss would it be to have
a copy of my own book on the vast shelves in my future home?
Are vulnerability, alleged dopeness, and often wavering will
enough to produce a meaningful piece of art?
Too many questions, not enough answers...
Maybe this will give me a reason to bother some people
lol...
~Boogie~

Rose Petals...

Just saw this on facebook and had to blog it...
Us3 featuring Brook Yung - Love Of My Life