Currently listening to: "The Right Time" by Ray Charles
In life you can usually get a pretty good feeling for a person through random conversation or sparingly being around them. But then other times it takes deeper combination of those 2 instances. Sometimes that may end up revealing someone is a complete jackass or that they're actually a genuine person to be around. Recently I've realized both those conceptions about people in my life. I've just realized that someone I've been mildy close with is pretty compatible with myself. This is the 1st time I've actually been in a situation of this nature so its kind of awkward because I'm all about being upfront with my views/feelings for people but at the same time I don't want to create an awkward situation. I guess I can always can kind wonder what could be. Besides a certain dynamic is in the way of any potential progress so I will just be "Watching From The Sideline" (like how I ended with the title of the blog post?!?)
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
It's So Easy......
Currently listening to: "Shades" by Wale
So I think it was 2 entries ago I spoke of a female who I HAD been spending some significant time with but notice the HAD in that sentence. She talked her way right out of that by trippin' over shit I put on twitter & facebook (go ahead & laugh because I did). How you buggin cause I joke about having sex with someone who lives 900 away from where I live?!? GET A FUCKIN GRIP!! WARNING: Take nothing I put on the internet seriously!! I'll be damned if someone is going to try to make me feel bad about my actions or words & not get moved right along. Feel however you feel by all means but I don't need to hear anyone complaining over it. I've gotten over the whole badmouthing people stage of my life so God bless her & I'm not going to put on a show for my twitter/facebook friends like she's been doing since I told her we mind as well go in seperate directions if she's going to bug out over internet nonsense. I had females (excluding family) in a very low regard so don't get comfortable.
So I think it was 2 entries ago I spoke of a female who I HAD been spending some significant time with but notice the HAD in that sentence. She talked her way right out of that by trippin' over shit I put on twitter & facebook (go ahead & laugh because I did). How you buggin cause I joke about having sex with someone who lives 900 away from where I live?!? GET A FUCKIN GRIP!! WARNING: Take nothing I put on the internet seriously!! I'll be damned if someone is going to try to make me feel bad about my actions or words & not get moved right along. Feel however you feel by all means but I don't need to hear anyone complaining over it. I've gotten over the whole badmouthing people stage of my life so God bless her & I'm not going to put on a show for my twitter/facebook friends like she's been doing since I told her we mind as well go in seperate directions if she's going to bug out over internet nonsense. I had females (excluding family) in a very low regard so don't get comfortable.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Throw Some D's On It.......
Currently Listening To: TM F.R.E.S.H. - "Skittles"
My currently listening to is a shoutout to the homies down in Jacksonville (check them out at sounclick.com search The Real Team Fresh) which where I just came from vacation a week ago. I had very good & interesting time to say the least. They may even see me make a return during 1 of my other 2 vacations for the year, who knows! I hit the scene feeling like fuckin' Don Magic Juan because I got picked up by 3 pretty women & they even help put my bags in the trunk (insert pimp laugh here). Then I FINALLY went to Chik-Fil-A (did you guys get the drift I don't leave Doddtown too often yet, lol) & I must admit that shit is fuckin' delicious. I told the manager it was my 1st time & I was from New Jersey. He replied, "Thats like another planet up there!" Little did I realize that he was exactly right. Then we went to some spot for cupcakes & them shits were like $5 a piece but I shit you not it was very much worth the pricing. Good food arouses me, I must admit this fact very bashfully. The rest of my day in Jacksonville was pretty quiet until we went out to the club later that night & man was it a culture shock. I never seen so many lacefront wigs(I hate lacefront wigs FYI) in 1 building EVER!! Spot we went to was pretty cool & it was dumb cheap to get in ($5 after 12 would be crack prices here in NJ). After the club let out is when the excitement took place! So Shon, Ceas, & myself were going back to the car when we saw some dude spazzin' on his girlfriend. Valet guy pulled up the couple's car so we moved out the way & dude says to Ceas, "you followin' my car bro?!?!". So Ceas responds "fuck you talkin bout nigga?!?!". Dude repeats himself & Ceas tucks his chain into his shirt then ATTEMPTS to jab dude with his left hand. Notice how I put attempt in all caps because he did not connect on the punch. Me & Shon look at Ceas confused as hell by him completely missing this dude's head region. Dude throws his hands up, squints his eyes, & then says "whhhhhaaaa?!?!". That was hands down the funniest thing that happened the entire time I was down there. After the fuckery, we went to IHOP (universal after party dining) & it was the same nonsense I'm used to here. Some dude was in there straight lookin' like Kimbo Slice with a full sweatsuit on & he was only drinking coffee (scratches head in confusion). I saw what appeared to be church folks & club hoppers alike all pass through I hop at the same time. Young boys with dreds coming in with 6x tshirts on. Definitely was a very subtle culture shock to me if I must say so myself. I really thought that every nigga up here had dreds but they got niggas up here beat & they don't keep their shit done either! I guess I should start summarizing this shit a little more because I was down there for a whole week & I can go on typing bout shit for days! Hit some fweed for the 1st time ever (don't ask me why niggas call it fweed but shit made my knee lock up before I went to sleep) & went to Pensacola for a couple of days to kick it with my brother Dame. They let you drink alcohol on the beach there! Physically on the beach, not in some bar on the boardwalk like they do here! Loso told this nigga Zo don't come home if he didn't wash the dishes & Zo was then M.I.A. for 2 days afterwards. Zo pops up again after Loso dipped off & niggas thought it was the funniest thing ever. I got on the mic for a couple of bars but had to restart this nigga computer when I was finally starting to get the hang of the whole studio vibe (I may be coming to a track near you VERY soon so watch out). I pumped gas for the 1st time ever & that is some fag ass shit! Thank Baby Jesus we got gas station attendants up here cause I can't even bang with that shit. All in all I will say I had a blast down there, met some good people, & got an opportunity to step out of my comfort zone for a while. I just want to thank everyone who showed me a good time while I was down there. Southern hospitality was definitely in effect & like I told all of them, I got the tour bus for whenever they want to come up top to the jungle.
My currently listening to is a shoutout to the homies down in Jacksonville (check them out at sounclick.com search The Real Team Fresh) which where I just came from vacation a week ago. I had very good & interesting time to say the least. They may even see me make a return during 1 of my other 2 vacations for the year, who knows! I hit the scene feeling like fuckin' Don Magic Juan because I got picked up by 3 pretty women & they even help put my bags in the trunk (insert pimp laugh here). Then I FINALLY went to Chik-Fil-A (did you guys get the drift I don't leave Doddtown too often yet, lol) & I must admit that shit is fuckin' delicious. I told the manager it was my 1st time & I was from New Jersey. He replied, "Thats like another planet up there!" Little did I realize that he was exactly right. Then we went to some spot for cupcakes & them shits were like $5 a piece but I shit you not it was very much worth the pricing. Good food arouses me, I must admit this fact very bashfully. The rest of my day in Jacksonville was pretty quiet until we went out to the club later that night & man was it a culture shock. I never seen so many lacefront wigs(I hate lacefront wigs FYI) in 1 building EVER!! Spot we went to was pretty cool & it was dumb cheap to get in ($5 after 12 would be crack prices here in NJ). After the club let out is when the excitement took place! So Shon, Ceas, & myself were going back to the car when we saw some dude spazzin' on his girlfriend. Valet guy pulled up the couple's car so we moved out the way & dude says to Ceas, "you followin' my car bro?!?!". So Ceas responds "fuck you talkin bout nigga?!?!". Dude repeats himself & Ceas tucks his chain into his shirt then ATTEMPTS to jab dude with his left hand. Notice how I put attempt in all caps because he did not connect on the punch. Me & Shon look at Ceas confused as hell by him completely missing this dude's head region. Dude throws his hands up, squints his eyes, & then says "whhhhhaaaa?!?!". That was hands down the funniest thing that happened the entire time I was down there. After the fuckery, we went to IHOP (universal after party dining) & it was the same nonsense I'm used to here. Some dude was in there straight lookin' like Kimbo Slice with a full sweatsuit on & he was only drinking coffee (scratches head in confusion). I saw what appeared to be church folks & club hoppers alike all pass through I hop at the same time. Young boys with dreds coming in with 6x tshirts on. Definitely was a very subtle culture shock to me if I must say so myself. I really thought that every nigga up here had dreds but they got niggas up here beat & they don't keep their shit done either! I guess I should start summarizing this shit a little more because I was down there for a whole week & I can go on typing bout shit for days! Hit some fweed for the 1st time ever (don't ask me why niggas call it fweed but shit made my knee lock up before I went to sleep) & went to Pensacola for a couple of days to kick it with my brother Dame. They let you drink alcohol on the beach there! Physically on the beach, not in some bar on the boardwalk like they do here! Loso told this nigga Zo don't come home if he didn't wash the dishes & Zo was then M.I.A. for 2 days afterwards. Zo pops up again after Loso dipped off & niggas thought it was the funniest thing ever. I got on the mic for a couple of bars but had to restart this nigga computer when I was finally starting to get the hang of the whole studio vibe (I may be coming to a track near you VERY soon so watch out). I pumped gas for the 1st time ever & that is some fag ass shit! Thank Baby Jesus we got gas station attendants up here cause I can't even bang with that shit. All in all I will say I had a blast down there, met some good people, & got an opportunity to step out of my comfort zone for a while. I just want to thank everyone who showed me a good time while I was down there. Southern hospitality was definitely in effect & like I told all of them, I got the tour bus for whenever they want to come up top to the jungle.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Keeping Up With The Jones'
Currently Listening To: Little Brother "Watch Me"
Everytime I tell myself I'm going to start blogging more often I fall right off the wagon. I guess I really haven't had to much to get off my chest lately. I stay to myself a lot these days, I've been wondering as to why I have a cellphone anymore but I don't want to be a hermit. I've been going out with this chick pretty frequently & she's pretty cool. I enjoy her company but to be honest I trust women about as much I trust the devil trying to sell me Holy Water. But I figure as long as I keep things in perspective then I can never lose sight of which direction I want the situation to head in. I finally started this workout shit semi-seriously & I must admit I enjoy working out. Feels good to wake up in the morning with my muscles throbbing & shit. My brother Dame's official return home is rapidly approaching & no offense to my other homies who live in jersey but they know damn well we don't even hang out like that anymore. Dame is 1 of my few friends in who I still share a lot of the same interests with these days. So I guess when he comes back home I'll have a nigga to do shit with instead of being around females all the time.
Everytime I tell myself I'm going to start blogging more often I fall right off the wagon. I guess I really haven't had to much to get off my chest lately. I stay to myself a lot these days, I've been wondering as to why I have a cellphone anymore but I don't want to be a hermit. I've been going out with this chick pretty frequently & she's pretty cool. I enjoy her company but to be honest I trust women about as much I trust the devil trying to sell me Holy Water. But I figure as long as I keep things in perspective then I can never lose sight of which direction I want the situation to head in. I finally started this workout shit semi-seriously & I must admit I enjoy working out. Feels good to wake up in the morning with my muscles throbbing & shit. My brother Dame's official return home is rapidly approaching & no offense to my other homies who live in jersey but they know damn well we don't even hang out like that anymore. Dame is 1 of my few friends in who I still share a lot of the same interests with these days. So I guess when he comes back home I'll have a nigga to do shit with instead of being around females all the time.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
What Is....
Currently listening to: The Dream "Cry"
I need someone who can explain what it is that makes a date a date! Like how do you really know you're out on a "date"?!? From my understanding of the concept, it's when 2 people who have an interest in each other decide to engage in a social activity. But if the interest is 1 sided or non-existent does that still make it a date? Because usually when you're on a date with someone it can potentially lead to a relationship. So if there is no chance of romantic involvement is it still a date?? Now by my own definition, I've probably only been on like 4 dates in my life. Come to think of it, I've been missing out because I just go out with some females just so I won't have to be in the house or surrounded by other men. Think about that shit for a minute.....
I need someone who can explain what it is that makes a date a date! Like how do you really know you're out on a "date"?!? From my understanding of the concept, it's when 2 people who have an interest in each other decide to engage in a social activity. But if the interest is 1 sided or non-existent does that still make it a date? Because usually when you're on a date with someone it can potentially lead to a relationship. So if there is no chance of romantic involvement is it still a date?? Now by my own definition, I've probably only been on like 4 dates in my life. Come to think of it, I've been missing out because I just go out with some females just so I won't have to be in the house or surrounded by other men. Think about that shit for a minute.....
Saturday, February 13, 2010
How Many Of Us Have Them......
Currently listening to: Curren$y - "Audio Dope"
The other day someone I consider a pretty good friend of mine asked, "What do you call a friend you don't see or speak to!?!?" My reply was that the person in question isn't a friend if those are the dynamics of your "friendship". That got me to thinking what constitutes being friends with someone. Everyone has something different things in which they need from their friends. Like me personally, I know a lot of people & others are quick to throw the "friend" title on them quick. I hold my "friends" in a very high regard & sometimes I prefer them over my family. I'll give any of my friends my absolute last without a second thought or a flinch. Their problems are my problems. Just because you may see me with someone often doesn't make them my friend. They just may be a very close affiliate of mine but in reality when some shit goes down they most likely going to have to handle it on their own depending on the dynamics. I'm going to keep shit 100, if anyone thinks they are my friend they might want to think that over. I have plenty of affiliates who I value their presence in my life but to be my friend is more so like being my family. Sidebar, I guess I should start watching what I say on the internet these days. Feds taking pictures & shit. I got a tracker on this shit, I play the background on twitter & facebook! I will light them bushes you hiding behind on fire. Straight go biblical on that ass, burning bush & shit... call me young Moses! LMAO
The other day someone I consider a pretty good friend of mine asked, "What do you call a friend you don't see or speak to!?!?" My reply was that the person in question isn't a friend if those are the dynamics of your "friendship". That got me to thinking what constitutes being friends with someone. Everyone has something different things in which they need from their friends. Like me personally, I know a lot of people & others are quick to throw the "friend" title on them quick. I hold my "friends" in a very high regard & sometimes I prefer them over my family. I'll give any of my friends my absolute last without a second thought or a flinch. Their problems are my problems. Just because you may see me with someone often doesn't make them my friend. They just may be a very close affiliate of mine but in reality when some shit goes down they most likely going to have to handle it on their own depending on the dynamics. I'm going to keep shit 100, if anyone thinks they are my friend they might want to think that over. I have plenty of affiliates who I value their presence in my life but to be my friend is more so like being my family. Sidebar, I guess I should start watching what I say on the internet these days. Feds taking pictures & shit. I got a tracker on this shit, I play the background on twitter & facebook! I will light them bushes you hiding behind on fire. Straight go biblical on that ass, burning bush & shit... call me young Moses! LMAO
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Bucky naked........
Currently listening to: Rick Ross feat. Gunplay - "Gunplay"
Last night I went out with the crew cause 1 of my homies got dumped by his girl so he wanted to make some new friends. Mind you this silly ass chick has my homie name tatted on her lowerback (yea tramp stamp) & he let the bitch live with her. Even more crazy, he still lives at home!! So he moved a bitch into his mama crib!!! Thats neither here nor there so let me cut to point of this post. I fuckin' broke my cell phone!!! I dropped it outside my house on some drunk man shit & it got ran over so the screen is broken. I feel like a loser without a working cell phone... like how do people survive without 1. I'm extra tight cause I just exchanged numbers with this real bad ass chick last night. FUCK YOUR LIFE.............
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