... the Cheshire cat tehee... I love Pharrell... Scottie looks like a chocolate dipped Uni bomber lmao
11/23/09
11/22/09
Realizations....
... I am attracted to a wide variety of guys, but they all seem so unattainable... Maybe I should smile @ them every once in a while to cut the stern gaze that has become my trademark... There are about 4 guys in my dorm alone that I would talk to, no questions asked... Most others are just seen in passing... But SB is like the holy grail of unattainable lust, I long to trace my name in the sweat on his back from our... Dude is that bad... I'm actually trying to clone him, I'm using LB as a base model lol, probably won't work too well but it's worth a shot... I plan to get back on my writing asap this break was long needed... Twilight this weekend with the little sis and a Rugrats season 1 marathon as the itis sets in on thursday... Off to make hot chocolate... Later folks
~Boogie~
~Boogie~
11/21/09
Just Thinking...
... about names for some reason... It think Gabriel Etienne is a great name for a boy... Random I know lol... Don't you judge me
11/20/09
Losing Myself...
...in the windows on his face... This picture made me happy for some reason, so I'm sharing it with you...
This is Brook Yung BT-dub...
Bout to bounce out to this party... Later folks
Bout to bounce out to this party... Later folks
11/19/09
Julian Stephen....
This kid is a fucking PROBLEM... He is also Tim William's little Brother... Make sure you check these guys out... I'd never steer you wrong lol
Omega Soul...
...I went to the Omega Psi Phi open mic a few hours ago... Speechless man, I go to school with some immensely talented people... My girl Te'mi sang a song that brought me to tears about our fallen classmates Theo and Randy, it just so happens that today makes 3 months that I lost my angel so I was going through it in the student center... My fave sanging Bruh did his thing, smh he is so fine... Erica 'Riva' Buddington of Def Poetry fame and recent HU alum blessed the stage and RIPPED IT... We have a ton of singers, rappers and dope-tastic poets out here, and the house band was on point as always... I hope they keep open mic's going on all year they're a welcome escape from the books... Party on friday night...Might make an appearance and wind to a couple songs... Rolling dolo as usual... I got homework to do so I'll hit ya'll later, I'm feeling all inspired and shit lol
~Boogie~
~Boogie~
11/18/09
11/17/09
Live a Little = AWESOME-TASTIC...
... doesn't get much better than a duet with Travis and Disashi.... Swoonage
11/16/09
OMG...
MissK... Our hubbies know each other... And they're posing on a fucking DeLorean O_o.... AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
11/15/09
Breezy...
...I really like this song, and he's seems back to his old self dancing wise... He's still sexy as fuck, I would NEVER EVER date him though... That trench is the biz...
Trini To The Bone...
... This is how bitches get Rihanna'd... She got caught actin like a slide @ the club, copped an attitude and started wailing on dude... Keep your hands to yourself folks
11/14/09
Charles Hamilton...
I just saw this clip on MTVU and had to post it... What song is this yo? I think I'll spend the next week with C.Ham on the KhaiPod rotation
11/13/09
Vampire College? Yes please...
...Ohh MTV how you are trying to redeem yourself to me lol... I have gotten sucked into this Valemont show/ Alternative Reality Game... I mean it's about a freaking COLLEGE FOR VAMPIRES!!!... And you know how I love vampire legends, movies, shows, basically anything having to do with the lore of the vamp... This show takes some of the basic vamp understandings and turns them on their ear, in a good way... It would take absolutely too long for me to explain the awesomeness to you... You have to watch it, there are 35 mini episodes ranging from 2-5 minutes each in length, it's quite fascinating... They have some bad white boys on that show too Eric, Sebastian, Gabriel and Leonardo maybe it's the vampire sex appeal oozing out of the screen, I don't care lol, I diggs them hard body.
Check the Sites
Valemontu.com- for registration and tasks
Valemontcommons.com- for episodes and discussion
Oh shit I got a pop quiz gtg
~Boogie~
Check the Sites
Valemontu.com- for registration and tasks
Valemontcommons.com- for episodes and discussion
Oh shit I got a pop quiz gtg
~Boogie~
11/12/09
SMH...
...Black Guys... How are you going to try and get me to come see you but you have a GF?..I don't know the girl but i'm sure she wouldn't appreciate you texting me on some "lets chill" shit... Like really?.. I've been cool on you since we last saw each other, why do you think I haven't called or texted in over 2 months... Do better homeboy... Niggas is slippin... You can't Game me baby...
I swear I need smarter guys in my life smh... Just because I'm younger than you doesn't mean that I was born yesterday.
I swear I need smarter guys in my life smh... Just because I'm younger than you doesn't mean that I was born yesterday.
T. Swift...
... So I've been hearing a lot of shit about the country music awards, frankly I don't care about country but "Before He Cheats" by Carrie Underwood is my jam... Apparently Taylor Swift went in and won mad awards and something called a Winona Judd is tight... In my opinion Taylor only won because of the whole "Save America, Kanye is evil backlash"... If you've seen Harold and Kumar escape from Guantanamo Bay, you know the humor in the statement if you didn't "little white girl=America" and you don't want America to be raped lmao... Not to take anything away from her but honestly, a lot of people agree with Ye and had NO IDEA who you were or what you did before Mr. West SHAT on your accomplishment that you really didn't even deserve... Just my 2 cents on the situation... Later folks...
BT-Dub, I have 10 followers on this sumbitch and only 2 of ya'll have ever commented what's up with that? I even had a non-follower comment... Come on son
~Boogie~
BT-Dub, I have 10 followers on this sumbitch and only 2 of ya'll have ever commented what's up with that? I even had a non-follower comment... Come on son
~Boogie~
Complexity...
... So I've been talking to one of my Homies from high school for a min and intelligent convo with a male is making me think about some things...Here are my thoughts in list form...
I trust selectively but when I do trust, I go full tilt...
I am slightly intimidating but hey, thats just my expression learn to love it...
I need more emotional outlets, I've let my writing fall by the wayside because of class, I'll get it back, I promise...
My humor is understood by few, it may even offend some people...
I speak in Movie quotes with my little sister any my homie MissK... Don't judge me...
My heart is heavy, this black hole is no bueno...
I say "good shit" and "no bueno"... A LOT...
I make up words on the daily, my lexicon will body yours...
I aspire to a lot... I just hope that i make it... Dr. SkyB and shit...
My future home must have a sun room or screened in porch or something so I can sit in the rain and not get wet...
I want to live in Seattle at some point in my life, can you say RAIN...
Although my dream home would be in Connecticut, Soho. or the LES...
I like the rain, like a bunches, it's soothing, almost like it's wiping your slate clean...
I Love hard, from friends to family, SO's, and heroes, I go IN for those I care about...
I feel naked without my KhaiPod Yes I named my iPod so what?...
Music has a very weird effect on me... I LOVE it though
I Love my name... Mom Dukes got it right with this one...
My personality is forked in several different directions, very few know about me in my entirety...
I long for more intimate relationships, not just the romantic kind...
I am way more adept at listening than talking, but i can write you under the table...
Public speaking and the attention it warrants is my Kryptonite... Seriously...
I am horrible at taking my own advice...
I need to put myself out there more...
I really like men, I think the universe was lookin out for me when they popped up...
I have simple requests, but the simplicity throws some guys for a loop...
Love me, Communicate with me, reason with me, call me on my bullshit but be nice about it lol, make me feel like everything is okay even when the sky is falling down around us and I'll do the same for you...
I want to go to poetry clubs and slams like every weekend...
And a strip club once in my life, I wanna know what all the fuss is about...
I Love my niece and nephew but can only babysit in small doses...
I'm afraid of having kids because there is so much I want them to learn before the world teaches them otherwise...
I think child beauty pageants are just as bad as child prostitution...
I fuss over my childrens future names on the reg, it's just a quirk...
I have a lot of quirks...
My brain hurts and my fingers are tired... I'm about to watch Kim Possible and fall asleep...
If you took the time to read this, I Love you too
~Boogie~
I trust selectively but when I do trust, I go full tilt...
I am slightly intimidating but hey, thats just my expression learn to love it...
I need more emotional outlets, I've let my writing fall by the wayside because of class, I'll get it back, I promise...
My humor is understood by few, it may even offend some people...
I speak in Movie quotes with my little sister any my homie MissK... Don't judge me...
My heart is heavy, this black hole is no bueno...
I say "good shit" and "no bueno"... A LOT...
I make up words on the daily, my lexicon will body yours...
I aspire to a lot... I just hope that i make it... Dr. SkyB and shit...
My future home must have a sun room or screened in porch or something so I can sit in the rain and not get wet...
I want to live in Seattle at some point in my life, can you say RAIN...
Although my dream home would be in Connecticut, Soho. or the LES...
I like the rain, like a bunches, it's soothing, almost like it's wiping your slate clean...
I Love hard, from friends to family, SO's, and heroes, I go IN for those I care about...
I feel naked without my KhaiPod Yes I named my iPod so what?...
Music has a very weird effect on me... I LOVE it though
I Love my name... Mom Dukes got it right with this one...
My personality is forked in several different directions, very few know about me in my entirety...
I long for more intimate relationships, not just the romantic kind...
I am way more adept at listening than talking, but i can write you under the table...
Public speaking and the attention it warrants is my Kryptonite... Seriously...
I am horrible at taking my own advice...
I need to put myself out there more...
I really like men, I think the universe was lookin out for me when they popped up...
I have simple requests, but the simplicity throws some guys for a loop...
Love me, Communicate with me, reason with me, call me on my bullshit but be nice about it lol, make me feel like everything is okay even when the sky is falling down around us and I'll do the same for you...
I want to go to poetry clubs and slams like every weekend...
And a strip club once in my life, I wanna know what all the fuss is about...
I Love my niece and nephew but can only babysit in small doses...
I'm afraid of having kids because there is so much I want them to learn before the world teaches them otherwise...
I think child beauty pageants are just as bad as child prostitution...
I fuss over my childrens future names on the reg, it's just a quirk...
I have a lot of quirks...
My brain hurts and my fingers are tired... I'm about to watch Kim Possible and fall asleep...
If you took the time to read this, I Love you too
~Boogie~
Not a Stan I Swear...
So it's Monsooning outside and it's highly likely that i will be fightting the wind, rain and my umbrella on the way to class tomorrow... HU Blows son, do better... Also found out I'm pretty much enrolled @ a freakin crime scene... Armed robbery, petty thefts, rape...Honestly, this late class I have might get skipped, I refused to be attacked over a systems of psych class son...
Anywho... I kidnapped the following from a Fbook friends note "18 pieces of me"... Super mega points for any1 that can tell me who I kidnapped this from
~Boogie~
____________________________________
Wasn't even going to do this, but i was pressured by Urban Word fam and inspired by the vulnerability I've seen in the notes I am tagged in. I'm going to break the rules at the end but I don't care.I'm even tagging 19 people, son! Anyways, I have the utmost respect for all of you brave, beautiful souls for undertaking this endeavor. Please welcome my piece of the puzzle with open arms.
1. The truest thing I know is that God is real. I'm far too hesitant to write, speak or act on my faith in those moments where it is most crucial that I do. Hopefully this is a first step.
2. Honest poems are hard to come by nowadays. I'm growing rather adept at making things sound pretty and it's an arduous process trying to differentiate between truth and art, if such a boundary even exists.
3. My nephew just fell asleep in my arms. Most complete I've felt in a long time.
4. I'm working on the Black male feminist thing. I really am, promise. It's hard to make theory match praxis when it's so easy to falter and receive no negative feedback for it. Male privilege is one of the most nefarious forces I know. It's in my bones; wrapped in my skin and smile and I'm trying my best to fight it. I'll do better. For all of us.
5. Celibacy is no joke. Shout out to my fellow Kings. And my Queens. You know who you are.
6. I have this habit of falling in love with my friends. It's a double-edged sword. I hope my wife is my homie as well; that we watch football together and go to poetry cafes with the kids. I hope that she reminds me of all three of my mothers, and that she treats me the way she treats sacred things.
7. Rocky Road ice cream? Yeah!
8. I can't imagine being anything other than a teacher. To do otherwise would be to waste a gift and disrespect all who served as inspirations; imbuing me with the language, insight and knowledge to make real connections with others, to move mountains.
9. I can't stand "real" men. Masculinity is trash. Go cry in a corner, write in a diary, hug your mom. Please. I've felt the painful consequences of this posturing for too long; seen fragile men who never should have been told to be anything else in the first place crack under the weight of our flawed expectations. Let our boys paint. Let them wear skinny jeans and read Ellison. However soft spoken or uncoordinated, leave them be. If you don't, you and me will have a serious problem.
10. I'm very insecure about my writing; disturbingly so.
11. I hope that my work is relevant when I'm 30; that i don't wake up and all of a sudden nothing i wrote still resonates with those who have seen me before. I fear that this may be all there is sometimes. Right now. I fear for the future though it excites me, drawing me in with its promises of beards and electric bills and children. I want to be a cool adult. A scholar-poet my kids brag about. I hope you remember me.
12. I bought a Blackberry because I tried to get this girl's number at a party and she laughed when i pulled out my busted flip phone. I was tight. Had to upgrade.
13. I let achievements define me sometimes. IWPS was a fleeting moment where they didn't. I need more moments like that, where the world's perception doesn't matter and its just me and my heart, slugging it out like they used to in the old days. Bare-knuckled and bloody. Let me be that free again.
14. I worry sometimes that I will wake and my gifts will be gone. Freestyling, poetry, the whole shabang. Illogical, I know. Still real. Gotta fight that a little harder.
15. I want to write at least 10 books before I go Home. At least. A couple academic texts, some books of poetry, an autobiography, a memoir, and finally a book of 100 love sonnets, all written for my wife. Like Neruda, you know? I think it'd be a great goodbye present. A testament to our storybook life and all of the pain and passion contained therein.
16. I'm trying to adopt at least 1 child. Too many kids without homes, ya'll.
17. Before I met Alysia, i thought seeing the world in metaphor meant I was crazy. Between her, UW, Excelano and Philly Youth Slam I now know that such vision merely makes me human and, more importantly, part of a family.
18. Time is fleeting. I want to spend it with those I love most. Hold me tight.
Anywho... I kidnapped the following from a Fbook friends note "18 pieces of me"... Super mega points for any1 that can tell me who I kidnapped this from
~Boogie~
____________________________________
Wasn't even going to do this, but i was pressured by Urban Word fam and inspired by the vulnerability I've seen in the notes I am tagged in. I'm going to break the rules at the end but I don't care.I'm even tagging 19 people, son! Anyways, I have the utmost respect for all of you brave, beautiful souls for undertaking this endeavor. Please welcome my piece of the puzzle with open arms.
1. The truest thing I know is that God is real. I'm far too hesitant to write, speak or act on my faith in those moments where it is most crucial that I do. Hopefully this is a first step.
2. Honest poems are hard to come by nowadays. I'm growing rather adept at making things sound pretty and it's an arduous process trying to differentiate between truth and art, if such a boundary even exists.
3. My nephew just fell asleep in my arms. Most complete I've felt in a long time.
4. I'm working on the Black male feminist thing. I really am, promise. It's hard to make theory match praxis when it's so easy to falter and receive no negative feedback for it. Male privilege is one of the most nefarious forces I know. It's in my bones; wrapped in my skin and smile and I'm trying my best to fight it. I'll do better. For all of us.
5. Celibacy is no joke. Shout out to my fellow Kings. And my Queens. You know who you are.
6. I have this habit of falling in love with my friends. It's a double-edged sword. I hope my wife is my homie as well; that we watch football together and go to poetry cafes with the kids. I hope that she reminds me of all three of my mothers, and that she treats me the way she treats sacred things.
7. Rocky Road ice cream? Yeah!
8. I can't imagine being anything other than a teacher. To do otherwise would be to waste a gift and disrespect all who served as inspirations; imbuing me with the language, insight and knowledge to make real connections with others, to move mountains.
9. I can't stand "real" men. Masculinity is trash. Go cry in a corner, write in a diary, hug your mom. Please. I've felt the painful consequences of this posturing for too long; seen fragile men who never should have been told to be anything else in the first place crack under the weight of our flawed expectations. Let our boys paint. Let them wear skinny jeans and read Ellison. However soft spoken or uncoordinated, leave them be. If you don't, you and me will have a serious problem.
10. I'm very insecure about my writing; disturbingly so.
11. I hope that my work is relevant when I'm 30; that i don't wake up and all of a sudden nothing i wrote still resonates with those who have seen me before. I fear that this may be all there is sometimes. Right now. I fear for the future though it excites me, drawing me in with its promises of beards and electric bills and children. I want to be a cool adult. A scholar-poet my kids brag about. I hope you remember me.
12. I bought a Blackberry because I tried to get this girl's number at a party and she laughed when i pulled out my busted flip phone. I was tight. Had to upgrade.
13. I let achievements define me sometimes. IWPS was a fleeting moment where they didn't. I need more moments like that, where the world's perception doesn't matter and its just me and my heart, slugging it out like they used to in the old days. Bare-knuckled and bloody. Let me be that free again.
14. I worry sometimes that I will wake and my gifts will be gone. Freestyling, poetry, the whole shabang. Illogical, I know. Still real. Gotta fight that a little harder.
15. I want to write at least 10 books before I go Home. At least. A couple academic texts, some books of poetry, an autobiography, a memoir, and finally a book of 100 love sonnets, all written for my wife. Like Neruda, you know? I think it'd be a great goodbye present. A testament to our storybook life and all of the pain and passion contained therein.
16. I'm trying to adopt at least 1 child. Too many kids without homes, ya'll.
17. Before I met Alysia, i thought seeing the world in metaphor meant I was crazy. Between her, UW, Excelano and Philly Youth Slam I now know that such vision merely makes me human and, more importantly, part of a family.
18. Time is fleeting. I want to spend it with those I love most. Hold me tight.
11/10/09
Bad Romance...
Ms. Germanotta a.k.a Lady Gaga is a strange, strange puppy... However I do dig her music, Beautiful Dirty Rich and Paparazzi are my songs... She is eclectic like shit... Her videos are odd mini movies and I often end up confused after the first viewing but the songs are good and catchy... All in all I consider myself a Gaga fan man or not lol... BT-dub Her ink is BAD
11/9/09
When I Pull Out The Ice....
I have a major Abnormal Psych presentation tomorrow and I've been stressing all weekend, this video lifted my spirits lmao... Props to the homie Mike for this one...
11/5/09
Confuzzled...
... What part of the game is this... Where was I when this happened? Cuz I definitely recall them being a quarter
Borrowed from Chuck Inglish's twitter
11/4/09
*Bites Lip, Crosses legs*
... Damn Trey, I see you're trying to battle Jeremih for sexiest video of '09... Ladies and Gentlemen "Invented Sex"
Round and Orange...
Oh Basketball how I love thee... Currently watching the Heat do damage to the Wizards, while checking the Magic-Suns score online... This is the best time of the year save for play-off season but that's a gift and curse made evident by past posts during last years play offs but i digress... Wade is getting off tonight though, that's ma baby... They better make the freakin play offs this year or Wade is leaving and I'm adopting the Magic as my new team... Later folks
11/2/09
Ragetastic...
My sis snapped this pic at a Halloween party in the city this weekend... If u have no idea of the brilliance of this costume, I would like to introduce you to my Wheel Of Death
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