I’ll never let this happen again…the ups and downs got me twisted more than the grey goose on my 23rd bday…this hangover’s gotta go…shyt’s the worse!
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I question if I ever want to feel that way again because the thought of it being taken away…is just too intense…the thought of going through this again is just too intense…too intense…I hate the fact that I’m barely making it…
Shyt really hasn’t been the same since. I pretend and I live and I breathe and I pretend. But in all honesty…shyt really hasn’t been the same since. I wasn’t happy then…but at least then I could pretend…at least then a void was filled, at least then…it wasn’t in my face…shyt really really hasn’t been the same since. I don’t ‘want that old thing back’ but I want that new thing now…I don’t want it to be the same I want it to be better…shyt hasn’t been the same since…it really really hasn’t been the same since. You’re happy now…you’ve moved on now…I’m good now…but why do you get to be so fucking happy now? Shyt really really hasn’t been the same since…I’m all fucked up now…you did this to me…I thank you for it…but daymn…shyt hasn’t been the same since!
They seem to really like you. You look just like them. Never met before but your similarities bring you together, you look just like them. They don’t like me. I look a lot like them. Never met before but in their eyes we have no similarities. Where I’d have to go to feel the same nostalgia, they’d look at me as a disgrace. I’m a descendant of the lazy one that got captured…they’re descendants of the fearless ones who escaped, or the timid ones who were fast enough to get away…
This is just a random thought that crossed my mind the other day while I was watching a 1998 episode of sister sister.
You know how when you were younger you laughed at jokes you heard on television or saw in movies? Or how you sang songs that were popular? The jokes were funny to you and the songs were good to you but for a completely different reason then they were intended to be…or maybe not…maybe the puns were intended my the artist behind the work! However the question that arose in my mind or the swarm of questions all relate to this one thing…
What occurs that turns that light switch on? At what point do we begin to laugh at the not so innocence behind it or sing the song because we really appreciate the message that is implied in the song?
Desperate times call for desperate measures. This means that K-Rudds Alcopop tax has driven girls to making their own! Here are some bottles of skittles vodka that Erin made. I actually haven’t tried it yet, other than a little bit of leftovers, which seemed all right. I’ll update this later to say how it is (if I remember).
The difference in colour of the two leftmost bottles is clearer than on my other photo, which is good.
The instructions are quite long, but that’s because they like to state the obvious an awful lot. It really boils down to this.
1. Separate your skittles into colours
2. Mix 60 skittles and approx. 180mL vodka in empty water bottles
3. Shake the bottles well and leave them overnight.
4. Lots of white residue will be left, filter this out using a coffee filter or similar. Depending how viscous it is you may have to repeat this step.
5. Chill (in freezer) and serve.
Believe it or not, that was an 8 page email that I managed to abbreviate to five lines! I should get a job summarising government reports like on The Hollowmen (have you got a 1-pager?).
This photo was taken before they’ve been in the freezer.
Aight…so on this G.O.O.D. Music shii
I don’t mean G.O.O.D Music as in the new music label produced by Kanye and Common but I mean real good music. It just so happens that Common will always be on my good music list simply because he’s the one who verbalized the love of hip hop by true hip hop heads…we love H.E.R.
but as for artists out right now…
to name a few (I’m gonna try to do 10 a day)…if you haven’t checked the following artists out do a quick google search and support TRUE art, give it an honest listen and say it ain’t music if you want but ‘you can’t tell me nothin’
J. Cole
Big Sean
Wale
Nicholay
The Foreign Exchange
X.V.
Mickey Factz
Skyzoo
Charles Hamilton
and last but DEFINITELY NOT LEAST…
ADELE (representin the females!!!)
an aside: I know a lot of the shii we used to do was wack but what I wouldn’t do to get those wonder years back. Most of the lies I told were pointless and a waste of time, I didn’t confront the truth as often as I should have just like I don’t today but at least I admit that and I’m working on it. I wasn’t a bad kid and I was respectful for the most part. I used to get away with murder and now I probably still can but I’ve outgrown the thrill and am too lazy to run from the consequences now…
Once AGAIN…I’m rambling…thanks for reading my rambles?
CLASS IS OUT!
deuces y amor
ACT I:
SCENE I:
(OCTOBER 8, 2009 as she sits in the classroom at the country club AKA the University):
In other countries the idea of going to school past the teenage years is something cherished. It’s held high and the ability to do so is considered more than a privilege. I’m not telling you anything you haven’t heard before I’m sure…but the thoughts in my mind are making me question whether I’m really as ungrateful as society says our young adults are or does how I feel make since and is it understandable…
So I’m a fifth year senior…meaning I’ve been in college for 5 years and this is my senior year. However, lately, or probably within the past 2-3 years I’ve developed this hate of school. Some would say it’s rooted from my laziness and others may say it’s rooted from my apetheticism however I’d have to disagree with both of these explanations…
A) I’m not lazy about the things I care about
B) I care about an education and I love learning however just not what is being taught to me
Who says what I am supposed to learn in these classes I wake up and go to I’m ever going to use? I have an issue with having my time wasted but I don’t have an issue with ‘wasting my own time’. Let’s face it…we all waste time however what some choose to call wasting time just ends up seeming more beneficial in others’ opinions than what another would consider wasting time. Most would say…I WASTE TIME and I say eff it…the only way to judge if something is a waste of time is to determine whether or not you feel what is being done is beneficial to you or someone else which in the long run we assume will still be beneficial to us…we’re all so SELF ABSORBED…WTF!
Anyways…I’m getting sidetracked…as I tend to like to do occasionally…it’s mind expanding!
but…back to the point…I NEED to graduate in order for the WORLD to feel as though I HAVEN’T WASTED MY TIME and I WILL ACTUALLY BE BENEFICIAL to SOCIETY which in the long run makes what I do beneficial to whomever is JUDGING ME!
The problem is…I feel IMPRISONED here (in college). I feel like I’m enduring some form of capital punishment for some unjustice I’ve done! Now…I told my mom this this morning and she said after laughing, “well you know sometimes they offer early release on good behavior”! Now applying that to my circumstances, sometimes you get a longer sentence for committing infractions! My infractions would be due to me falling to the temptation of my ADDICTIONS: M^3
sooo…I kinda lost track of what I was saying but long story short…why can’t my graduation be not soley based on the grades I’ve recieved and the work I’ve accomplished but also the changes I’ve made, and my lovation on the road to self discovery … or the ‘good I’ve done’… like everything outside of the classroom? Class is good and all but I wonder how many students are just going through the motions of class but not really enjoying it…not doing what they really love but doing what someone told them they’d love or something that they once loved but have DISCOVERED they don’t? Where’s the degree for those students?
The problem is…for me anyways…success is based off of what society says makes you successful and without being successful I wouldn’t truly be able to enjoy my M^3!
Ugh…no clue where I was taking this but maybe I got some of my point across…thanks for reading me rambling…
deuces y amor
p.s. and no i’m not spell checking cause I’m in class and umm…this is technically me wasting my time already
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