TRANSFORMERS 2 .......UMMMMM YEAAA :-\

Shoutouts to my mans Kid Cudi (I don't really know him but whatever). Now I know it's not just me, you can tell me if I'm wrong, but the trailer for Transformers 2 Revenge of the Fallen made the movie come off as if it was going to have a dark tone to it which I was more than syced about. Being that most of these comic/cartoon real life adaptations have been getting a "emo" make over I was lookin forward to seeing the way they changed the original to fit that motif. SOOOOOO me and my friend Krack went and saw it the day after it came out.

FYI for all the people who haven't seen it I won't give any plot details or shit like that. I hat that shit.

I mean the joint started off kinda dark, but it quickly got into that funny shit that the first movie was on. This movie in my opinion was the same style even in the plot transitions and climax as the first movie. The only different was that there was more autobots and decepticons. It was a good movie, don't get me wrong, but I would've appreciated a more serious storyline. AH WELL :-\

SO SYCED ABOUT THIS MOVIE

WELCOME TO THE YACHT

DC Carnival is goin on this weekend so in celebration of all the sexy Caribbean women here's the Rick Ross' YACHT CLUB

JANE DOE/GLASS BOX

I'm not big on reading, and I'm not OD syced about writing, but ever since creating this blog and ATBAB (AIN'T THAT BOUT A BITCH - http://aintthatboutabitch.blogspot.com check it out ) I've slowly realized that writing can be therapeutic like shit......... So a few years ago I was goin through some shit and normally when I go through shit wit youngins I start to recite poetry (weird as shit, but w/e). Anyways recent shit has reminded me of one that I actually wrote down (I usually say them in my head and keep it movin). Soooo without further adieu>

JANE DOE/GLASS BOX
Dre day all day that's what they call him now, it used to be dre, andre , and some hoes even called him noel. But now it's that nigga dre day, that muhfucka, the wifen up king, the nigga ain't got game but something he sayin to these bitches got them feining for him somethin mean. He never asks for that shit, listenin to his fahva should have him thinkin meet a girl, move on, and don't wife up no bitch. And though he never said the word verbally or mentally bitch tends to sum up what these girls be eventually. The story tends to be textbook, he meets the girl, they rap, he feeds her some lines to get her head where it needs to be at, then he stands back, cause dre day chasin some female OH WHAT A DAY THAT WOULD BE. She comes just as planned almost instinctively wanting to know about dre day and think to her self where can him and me be. And he be damned if he spends some money on slim, dinner and a movie may be straight but fuck if diamonds are this bitches best friend. Don't get him wrong he ain't doggin anyone and he ain't tryna wife up a soul, dre day ain't lookin for no bun, he doesn't force her nor the ones before her to be the one, he don't tie a bungee cord around these hoes wastes and say, aright joe now run. He genuinely cares about these girls, not on the level they want, but nonethless he makes them happy, believin their the one, always remindin him that dre day your the only one I want, forever. And it's not as if he doesn't feel the same way towards them, but young.... FOR EVER. Dre day got a plan for life but in his mind girl you ain't right, I mean we cool for tonight, and the next ,and the next, but shit you tryna occupy the rest of his life. But he follows the plan cause he doesn't believe shittin on a girl is right, and to see her cry ,someone he considers a friend, may ruin his life... so he moves on like he does every time, though it may not be his ideal in mind, he thinks to his self lets see what she's got planned for her and I. But on some no bullshit this task she trying to accomplish is some bullshit, she has no idea what or who she's getting involved with. Cause what she don't know is that dre day has a wall as wide as berlin, and as tall as the one near bejing. Not that he want's to have this guard, but like an old wives tale, he's been through this story before. Met a girl, thought she was like noone he's seen before.... and i bet we can guess where he ended up. Hurt, and depressed , like his heart was beatin up. Cause guess what? Slim turned out to be a slore, you know a slut and whore. But how dumb would a country be if it didn't prepare and make measures against going through another war. And he doesn't have a NATO to speak wit, get him to take down his wall brick for brick, all dre day got is him. And though he wants to get married and have kids he knows when he dies all that's goin to be there is him...... dre muhfuckin day. That nigga dre will curse his girl out with the same breath and furiosity that he does with every body else. And it's not to shit on her but all he can think is, this is me. I'm an asshole nigga and if you cross me like a newly fucked virgin this ass can get bigger. And I hope you don't figure I'm forcing you to be here, cause slim you can role cause their will always be some rolla and some hoe who can fill your spot. Cause I'm not sellin crack but youngin there's somethin I got. And he moves on everytime wit his wall and playin this almost endless game. But one fuckin day, dre day met Jane, what are the odds, not even those bitches from Macbeth could predict this shit. Cause the girl, betta yet woman he wishes he would meet just waltzed her ass in to his life. And all he can wonder is how long this could be. Cause it's not sunny all week , knamtambout, but jane got dre day thinkin he's livin in the desert cause all he seein is clear skies. He finds himself fixated with her eyes, wanting to be between her thighs, thinkin that next to his muhva your the only woman i want in my life. J-A-N-E a name sweeter than that doesn't exist believe me. Yeah she might not be perfect but to dre day can't no female be as perfect as she. And you know dre got something like crack and is constantly getting new feinds, but jane got him turning them away, straightenin his life up and workin at wendys. And he could care less, cause he got the best, and bitch could never cross his mind next to any thought of jane, cause a bitch is a dog and jane is an angel. And guess what? she got him wantin to buy her diamond necklaces and bangles. And yeah dre is an asshole he struggles with it erryday. Got jane wondering if he can respect her, or at least correct it in anyway. And though it took some time he's beginning to tear down his wall. Cause a women who is giving him her heart deserves his all. Brick by brick he tears this seemingly endless barrier. And brick by brick he forms a glass box for his heart as a present for the one he doesn't want to be apart from. His love, his white dove, vision from heaven. I guess you can say a gift for a gift from above. And why not she deserves that and so much more.. But the farther the wall comes down the more the weather tends to appear foggy. He tries to send a flashlight SOS to get some feedback but it seems that noone cares to respond, and believe me he doesn't want to give up on what could be cause he's trying to take the two countries, her and I, and make them we. So he's takin this love he has for Jane creatin bridges and roads to her heart and, prayin that she doesn't put up road blocks cause she is IT. The one who got his soul and heart.




(LLS I'M BEIN OD LIKE SHIT)

LLS DAMN I FEEL BAD FOR YOUNGINS

DAMN BABES

Simple post today. One of the most sexy, things that a women can have is tattoos. A beautiful women becomes BADD as shit wit a good sized tatt. Women with tattoos (and are at least decent lookin) get me weak. Just some FYI

I CALL THIS SHIT THE CALM

Life is to short, Why worry about the small shit......But the small shit is what bothers us the most. It's one thing to be hit with a 2x4 and it's another to be shot to death with a nail gun.

The older I get the more I realize that life not only gets more complicated and stressful but it gets better. Though it may be somewhat cliché life really is what you make it. I refuse to settle. Complacency breeds unhappiness, and the last thing I want to be is one of the old heads with a hunch back who can't walk but 12inches/hr that's mad at the world. Soo I continue to try to better myself. I work little jobs so that I can work bigger ones, I go to school so that I can achieve more in life, and I put up wit bammas so that I can grow as a person.

I know in an earlier post I said the meaning of life is to FUCK... I still feel this way btw, however I think another... i guess hobby or added responsibility (for lack of a better word) is that we as individuals and as a whole grow. We not only grow taller, wider, stronger, but hopefully (but not most of the time) we grow more mature, intelligent, wise, and successful.

I find this is where I'm the most at peace. When I can see myself progressing, accomplishing, and wanting more I find that my mood is better, my life is better, and that perpetual cloud that hangs over my head begins to show some breaks where the sun can shine through.


With all that bein said, YOU HAVE TO LIVE FOR YOU. We all want to keep people happy with us and we all sacrifice our happiness for others and to an extent we have to in order to avoid being labeled as selfish. However we all must realize when we're bein selfish and when those who are labeling us that are actually taking advantage of us.

I personally find myself conflicted and pulled in 5 directions between my happiness and everyone else'. In the words of Drake "...TO MAKE EVERYBODY HAPPY I THINK I WOULD NEED A CLONE"


MAINTAIN YOUR INTEGRITY + COMPROMISE ONLY WAT U HAVE TO + CONTINUE TO MOVE FORWARD NO MATTER WAT = AN EVER CHANGING, GROWING, BETTER YOU

FAMILLY AFFAIR

My man russ just put me on

DC CHILLIN

I know I've been loafin on my posts. Been preoccupied workin and shit, but I will get back on my shit. Went to 930 club last night saw Tabi Bonney, Wale' and UCB perform, Shit Cranked, but Wale' and UCB always do. Well I'm tired as shit gotta get ready to be late for work :-D . New video enjoy.