Don't forget to hold on to your soul.....

Sooo life mayne.... idk. lately shit just been not coo feel me. i mean same old shit. same old skool. im just gettin sick of it u kno? i need sumthin new. mabe cuz im older now idk im startin to really think about shit. realizin shit. i think shit hella deeply now it makes me feel shit inside. idk im just like mixed up thats all. its tight a lot of peeps can drive n all now but shit idk its not that tight no more. even just kickin it is so boring now. friends i mean shit ill love em forever but they just dnt satisfy me anymore. i feel like empty inside. somedays im koo nuthin realy passes my mind im as a free a bird. other days i just keep thinkin about stuff. fuckkkk. sumthn new needs to happen. sumtin excitin. like foreal rite now not really llookin forward to much but that concert im goin to in like 3 weeks, vacations durin skool, my license n summer thats it. im gettin sick of this shit its pissin me off. at the same time idk it seems like every1 goin through the same shit. every1 wants some new shit in ther life. idk i just feel like ive done so much in life already u kno? it seems like ive done everything that needs to be done wen im just totally wrong. weiofjwoqifjwoeifj. this is the first time i actually "vented" ishh into my blog haha. watever dohh mayne jus sayin shit needs to come around man. everythin just seems dwn in the dirt rite now. anyways enough about my inner soul hahaha. so skool was ight today i guess? posted a blog 4th period. uhmm got home then left like rite away wit jason. i shipped out my members only jacket to pittburgh, cant wait for the nigga gettin it to ship me mine its hella raw. got home from the post office. ari calls up wen im finna nap n says she finna pick me up n kill time. we post up in her car for a bit n just talk about the crew, homecoming etc. nick calls up n we head to his casa. he comes in the car n we all just talk for like a quick bit. he gets out n she drops me back off. i get home supa tired n head to the bed. sleep till like 740 ish, eat dinner, watch tv a quick bit n head back upstairs. since then just been postin. listennin to raashan ahmad on youtube. needa cop his soul power album its raw. i needa cop the crown city album to shit. i need to cop a lotta albums actually. anyways finna start my homework. *sigh. i hope shit looks up soon tho im finna go ape shit foreal. wat the fuck does life mean? outie.

Land Of The Kings.

Soooo postin up in lit class rite now. We in the library. most peeps typin up ther essays n shit. i already got it done last nite. uhhh i got ari to update her blog haha n i got tai to make a blog to. i feel so special. yee. uhh tryna focus tho n do my apush packet so i dnt got so much homework tonite. we get outta class in a bit. i wunder if im goin off. outie.

Flava in Ya Ear.

Niggas is mad, I get mo' butt than ash tray..... Mo' guns than roses..... - The Notorious B.I.G.

Whatever U Want.

Moment of Truth.

FUCKKKKKKK most sketchiest shit ever. So me n nick went out to ride just now hela late. We goin up the street n a cop comes. NIcks on the other side of the street. I hide behind a column for like 2 minutes. I make hella noise cuz i drop my bike hella times n i try n put my keys away. I think nick got caught cuz i herd ppl talking fuckkk. I got away hella slightlty. I like biked on the fukn edge rite next to the fence of the house n biked off hella fast. fuckkk hella sketchy. fuck this shit im never doin this again. once again i get away from a cop. this time i dint get caught by em thoo. fuck i hope nick dnt get super fucked. RIP NICK! outie 5000.

Know The Ledge.

You kno ever since ive been in ap art, ive been like appreciating art a lot. especially 20th century shit. pop art is hella raw tho. i think this piece is by james rosenquist not sure tho. hella raw.

Don't Sweat the Technique.

I made my debut in '86, with a melody, and president's mix. - Rakim