havn't blogged in a while
but uhh
life is going pretty fucking good...
thanksgiving is in 2 days and I'm the least bit of excited about it but to be truthful turkey day was never really my day...

I've been working and it's kinda hard to get into the swing of things I'm like super exausted but I'll get my stamina back

my lips hurt from this fucking windburn!!!!

well I'm done
for now... adios bitch!

I take my shirt,and all the hoes stop breathin'!

bam...

I just realized I hate being shut out, or being on the "outside looking in"
it fucking racks my brain because I don't understand why I must know somethings
but I do...

so I'm working back at the rink this year and I'm kinda iffy about it...

I'm up wayyy to late but fuck it I have until about 3 tomorrow afternoon to sleep.

I honestly miss my sisters I'm going to make that long trip over to the eastside next week

other than that...

uhhh

tis all

the day I died.

I'm sure if your reading this
you'll probably wonder what the fuck is wrong with me and I'll simply tell you I have a very fucked up imagination.

ok so the year is 2019 the date isn't quite clear but from the attire I am wearing it's sometime in the summer.

I wake up and it seems to be a normal day, I wake up around 10:00 am.
I had a wild night in L.A. and a long flight back home which is downtown Chicago as of right now.
I am radio personality on the local hip-hop and r&b station.

I hop in the shower I brush my teeth through on some clothes and get ready to hop in my 2017 ford mustang and head to work my air time is from 12:00 noon to 5:00 pm so I have a little time to spare. I drive through the McDonalds near downtown order a couple orders of chicken nuggets, and proceed to work... I get on the freeway and I'm driving at a regular pace and speed and then I am hit....

my car spins out, and hits the divider and I am slung around the driver's seat my head hitting the windshield... the air bags explode and I am again slungback into an upright position snapping my neck (or at least it sounds).

I try unlatching my seatbelt but my hands are shattered and I can not grip the little clicker thing.I finally get it loose and attempt to open the door I see people on the other side trying to open it.
but it's completely wielded together...I then start to to get "sleepy" and fall into a coma

not sure of how much time has elasped I am now in the back of an amublance and I can her the peramedics saying hurry we're losing him...
I make it to the hospital and the doctors start emergency surgery on my back and neck
but then my heart stops...
I fade into a black room of nothingness for eternity i presume because my imagination never takes me pass this part

If I ruled the world.

So I've been listening to this song on repeat for about 3 hours now and I can't seem to stop it.

this song came out roughly 10 years ago and it's still relevant.
in fact it reminds me of the whole Obama situation.

I'm Glad we have a Black president for the first time in history, and better yet a Qualified and Educated president.

(in other news I'm back at the rink this winter so come on stop by and skate)

ex-factor

is this just a silly game
that forces you to act this way...?


seriously losing sight of the future here.
not liking it one bit.

constantly declaring land that is already owned and conquered
the days grow shorter, along with my patiences.
I want an outlet but everything I try is not approved by the majority.
and I was never one to compromise, and it seems neither is no one else .
so what am I to do? Let go? yes I think that's what I need, but is that what I want?...
no.

I...must...make...this...work
but I'll need help.
are you willing?

5 hour energy.

shit that happened.

Kristen (my ex) is now friends with India this is cool because I love them both and I hate hostility.

India is going through her first hang-over so I'm kinda proud and kinda upset at the same time, because I had to take care of her (which I have no real problem with but she was drunk and we all know drunk people are not very cooperate.) but It's cool because she is now knows her limits.

I want some fucking Chicken McNuggets.

I'm tired of all the media press about the "J Hud" tragedy only because it happens to regular people all the time and no one does anything about it, but as soon as it happens to a celebrate it's time for something to change HELL YES!

it was time in the fucking 80's when the national murder rate for the country was almost at 3 killings a night.

It's 2 days until the election and I'm kinda excited to watch John McCain lose in a landslide.

I can not wait to get my phone I've decided to go with a "Sidek!ck" I think I can fucks with T-mobile.

I also can not wait until I get my tattoos I'm saving up to get my tree right after I get my apt. :)

uhh I think this one is done. 

peace out hoes, bitch, niggas, and pimps.