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Okay, so I'm no professional blogger but, i think I'm pretty freaking interesting, sike. But for real I find cool shit on the interweb everyday now i can have it all in one place, right alongside the randomness that is my life... Be forewarned there will be an excessive amount of profanity at times, that's just how I feel

6/29/10

Scott Pilgrim V.S. The World...

Looks like it's gonna be awesome
and they have an avatar creator


This is me

6/28/10

Respect...

This is what should have been last year...

All the haters can suck my metaphorical balls

Dat New New...

What you think is innocent grazing is actually practice, she is perfecting the signature she someday hopes to place upon your shoulders
A monument of scratches that will take center stage amongst all of the claims laid to your flesh...

Overthinking...

On vacation seeing so many couples it's sickening.. I'm not hating, just wondering why I have to wait...

She watches silently
From the Back of the class, the bar, the bench courtside at the park
as everything she isn't seems to catch his eye.
Watches as his friends leave him to mend his broken heart each time a piece goes missing.
Watches him shatter into a million pieces like a glass Bluejay, that was a little too eager to join his brothers in the sky.
This last time she counted, 3,400,382.
An observer of his sanity and pride faltering like the facade of an abused project building.
She hates this feeling, the knot in her chest everytime he passes by with another scavenger perched on his arm, looking to take a piece of him for herself.
Ties itself tighter everytime the pain behind his eyes grown stronger...
She longs to be his crutch, the one who retrieves and repairs his pieces, transforming the worthless shards of a stained glass soul into a mosiac of their lives.
Show him it's okay to be broken sometimes, but if it feels like you let a bull with a billion dollar smile and legs that go on for miles, run loose in the china shop of your heart, maybe you should close up for a while...

Still not finished

6/21/10

Ayo Shorty...

"Your body is a problem... A Math problem.
And today, my hands feel like calculators"

- Best Poet Ever

6/16/10

FUCK MY LIFE!!!!

My sister's computer just fucking raped my iPod... Erased all my shit, I had to reset it back to factory condition... All my music (2385 songs) is on my computer in VA and it can't get here anytime before Friday... I WANT TO CRY right now... Music is life to me son... My headphones run from my ears to my heart, it's that serious... I am so upset it's not even funny... The only thing I have here is Tacklebox, Lazarus and Thank Me Later... I want to jam out to B.O.B and Tim William not this smh...

6/8/10

SOOOOOO Going to see this son...

This shit looks tight...

6/3/10

Joshua Bennett... Once Again...

Everytime I get out, he pulls me right back in with that disco ball smile and awkward stance... I know it's wierd to love someone you've never met but love really doesn't follow anyone's rules... I have been searching for these videos from the Excelano Project at U Penn since I knew he was in it... I about fell out of this desk chair when I found them... Now I'm sitting next to the window on the 5th floor of a 21 story project building acting as if I'm front row center at a school in Pennsylvania at a show that happened months ago... *Sigh* I have no idea why I react this way to him, I feel like John Matthew the first time he met Beth...
Thank You again Sir, even though your a hundred miles away, you make me smile like the first times I held my Nephew and Niece.





If you search Joshua Bennett on youtube and organize the results by date added the rest of the videos are there =]

6/2/10

Question Time...

Why are you here? Like right here, on my blog reading the bs I think about on the reg?
You can submit your answer anonymously you know

6/1/10

Let Me Count The Ways...

I LOVE New York City, seriously... I was at this cookout in Moore Houses in the Bronx and OMF'ing G there was this kid there brownskin, huge lips, both looked very smooth and soft, tattoo's, Airmax 95's and a fitted... I was staring at him like the whole time I was out there... He was absolute city perfection... And this other guy I've been crushing on since I was about 12 was sitting at the chess table behind me *Swoon*... Then there was this other cookout in Harlem I hit the same day, it had a couple of VERY nice looking MCB's (Melanin Challenged Brothas lol) no telling if they were legal or not though ssf =[... Thats the only downside to getting older, you can't tell ages by looking at most guys... Going out tomorrow, hopefully I see the lips again lol... I really wanna go to the Nuyo and exploring Philly while I can *sigh*