::I'm going to the BEACH...it's about Time to Sun my Buns::
You know, for a Filipino I feel WAAAAAAAAAAAAY too light. I want to be dark like the Lord intended for me to be. So for my weekend, which is weird because it's Wednesday and Thursday, I'm gonna get a tan. No, I want to be burnt. I seriously don't get why some Filipinos want to be lighter. Be proud of whatever color you are naturally. See, I'm like a chameleon. I tan easy and lose it the same way, so I'm not really sure what my real skin color should be. I like being dark though. I used to believe that lighter was better, it was something that my mom kinda fed me when I was younger. Now it's like, I'm golden brown and I like it gawsh dernit!!! But yeah, I wanted to post a song. I love India.Arie, she believes that a woman deserves to be treated correctly and she'll do the same for her man. It's good stuff. Here ya go.
India.Arie - Little Things lyricsOh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Been around the whole world, still ain't seen
Nothin' like my neighborhood
And of all of the fancy satin and silk
My white cotton feels so good
Searched high and low for a place
Where I can lay my burdens down
Ain't nothin' in the whole wide world
Like the piece that I have found
(It's the little things) It's the little things
And the joy they bring
(The little things) It's the little things
And joy they bring
As simple as a phone call just to make it known
That you're gonna be a little late
Pure as a kiss on acheek and a word
That everything will be okay
Call in the mornin' from my little sister
Singin' to me, "Happy Birthday"
In the quest for fortune and fame
Don't forget about the simple things
(It's the little things) It's the little things
And the joy they bring, yeah
(The little things) It's the little things
And joy
Give me some good food, give me some cute shoes
Give me some peace of mind
Bring me some sunshine, bring me some blue sky
Runnin' ‘round in circles, lost my focus
Lost sight of my goal
I do this for the love of music
Not for the glitter and gold
Got everything that I prayed for
Even a little more
When I ask to learn humility
This is what I was told
(It's the little things) It's the little things
And the joy they bring, it's the little things
(The little things) It's the little things
Oh...hee...
Give me my guitar, bring me a bright star
Give me some good news, give me some cute shoes
Give me a letter, give me some matter
Bring me my peace of mind
Give me some Stevie, give me some Donny
Give me my daddy, give me my mommy
Pour me some sweet tea, spoonful of honey
I don't need no Hollywood
Random Blurb: It's the little things that make the world that much more liveable.
::New Work Posted on the Kitten::
Howdy Y'all. I actually posted my latest work yesterday. I was inspired by some things that I've noticed lately. I mean I've always had the tendency to be a little anti-social. I just don't like to deal with the bullshit that some people try to suck you into. It's not worth all the drama and hassle ya know? Yeah, so by looking at the title of my new work, it's all about trying to fit in. It barely touches on the things that people go through to try and be this ideal person that everyone would love. I just find it really odd how we talk all this mess about how the United States is the land of the free, but then we try so hard to conform. How free are we really? Cultural conditioning tells us that we need to have a certain body type, the money, the material goods, and whatever to be someone who will be accepted in society. Look in any magazine and the models are all at least a size 4 or smaller. On television and movies the average actress is between a size 2 and 6. Guys have to live up to the stereotype of needing to be built. For example, when the children in B2K first came out, they were all about what 14? They were already playing up the sex symbol by trying to show off abs and chests and arms. They actually trained to be that defined that early in age. I know some of you females can sympathize with me when you go clothes shopping. The average woman in the United States is a size 14. She is right on the cusp of being "plus sized". If that's the average, then what should we call all the actresses and models? Abnormal? Of course we won't call them that. They're the epitome of what it is to be beautiful in this day and age. With the way that our American Culture has progressed in the past 100 years alone, we act like it's not fathomable to see how we put ourselves in this situation. We complain about how everyone is becoming overweight, how there's a decline in cultural productivity, and a degredation in our family values. The answers to all the questions and complaints that we have lie in our history. Take this for what it is. I'm just doing a little social commentary. I have a plan for self-improvement, but be sure it definitely does not start with fitting into a mold that was built by someone who does not understand the person within. Self improvement comes from acknowledging that you are not perfect, and you should not expect yourself to be so. Once you can accept that, then you can accept the person you are, and you will more easily recognize what things could use improvement and what things should be cut down. I don't mean to sound like I'm preaching, let me just make note here these are things I found true for myself. It's not going to work for everyone in that order, but I do believe that a self evaluation could help some people finally understand or recognize what will work best for them. Just do a little housekeeping, it can work wonders. I'm yapping on and on now because I'm bored at work, I'm covering Secure Alert so I don' really have much to do at like 9:47 in the evening. All right I'll just leave you all to digest what I have served up on a piping hot platter. Later Kiddos!
Random Blurb: Popeye really had the idea when he'd say, "I am what I am, and that's all that I am."
::Vegas Rocks Socks::
Vegas was real good stuff I tell you what. Between all the feet wrenching walking, site seeing, picture taking, shaking my head in disappointment at rhythmless white girls who work at the Coyote Ugly bar, telling stupid guys that their dicks fell, dealing w/the sewer stink because of the Caesar's Palace expansion, and avoiding girls who puke on the street, I can honestly say that was the best trip I've had there. The cool thing about Vegas is that there's always something to see. Not necessarily sites or whatever, but just people acting like straight up
IDIOTS, ASSES, FOOLS, DRUNKS, SKANKS, HORNY BASTARDS, LOST ASS TOURISTS, and any combination of the above was great. I did so much stuff while I was there that I don't even know where to begin. The best part of it was that I actually had people I could truly hang out with. We grossed each other out and probably got on each other's nerves but it was worth every single fucking second. I just hope that Brentoot and Jay Strongwater AKA Sweet William AKA Mike, had as much fun as I did. I know I couldn't do all the cool 21 and up type shit, but it didn't matter. I had two of my very best buds to hang out with. We ate, laughed at people, went record hunting, and Brenna taught us the delicate art of ordering from a Sonic. I swear we need one out in San Diego dammit! Cherry Limeade is so GREAT! I wish I had room to try a Strawberry Cheesecake shake. Geez
LOU-EEZ!!! I swear I'm not going back until my 21st birthday. That way I can guarantee that this trip will be topped. For a two day trip it was fantabulous!
I was supposed to go w/my Grandma to Viejas tonight, but she's not feeling too hot. She said that since I can't gamble in Vegas, she wanted to gamble with me while she was here. Too bad she's leaving tomorrow morning. I really like when she's here. So tomorrow morning I bid her farewell, and tell her that I hope that she visits us real soon! I hate to see her go. She's too cool for school! The only thing that weirds me out is that she's really pushing for me to try and get married. She's hell bent on having some great grand babies. I'm like "WHOA!!! Last I checked you have like how many grand kids who are older than me. Go stress them out so they can pop out a few rugrats." My mom says that she says that kinda stuff to me because I'm one of her favorites and to take it as a compliment. Hey, it's good to know that my grandma loves me and all, but please why the baby stuff? I'm WAYYYYYYYYYY TOO YOUNG! I have cousins that are already in their mid 20s. They need to get on the ball so I can have some pressure taken off me.
YOU HEAR THAT RIZZA, REGINA, ROCHELLE, AND MACOY!?!?!?! Oh shit, nevermind kuya Macoy. I forgot you're trying to become a priest. LOL! Yeah, I have a cousin who's name also is Rochelle. She's Rochelle Number 1, making me Rochelle Number 2. My mom's side of the family does this little thing where they name ALL the kids something that starts w/"R", in honor of my grandpa. The only exception to that is my mom. She named both her girls something w/an "R", her boys start w/an "F" to honor our dad. But, I digress. Back to grandpa. He was an upstanding kinda guy. It's too bad that a lot of us grandkids never got to meet him. He passed away even before I was born. OK enough about my family crap. I'm going to find some stuff to do. My ass cheeks have fallen asleep at this damn computer. Time to do some activity to wake them up. Later!
Random Blurb: I just realized that some of my younger cousins are clones of each other. That's hella scary. I'm glad I'm considered the black sheep.
OH YEAH THERE'S A NEW POST ON THE KITTEN!!! GO TO IT NOW!!!
::Woo fucking Hoo::
Yay!!! I'm leaving for Vegas tonight at Midnight. I get to get off work at 9, then I gotta go and tie up some loose ends. I'm all excited because Me, Mike, and Brenna are going to go fuck around until about 4 in the afternoon tomorrow. That's when we can go check in at my parent's time share. I'm trying to have nothing but fun because this the first family trip where I actually got to bring people I love with me. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, just can't do the stuff I want with them. My family isn't down to go shopping for Adidas track suits, rare Nike dunks or air force 1s, Adidas Originals tees, or just go and be an ass for the fuck of it. They're not much for exploring outside of the strip. I'm trying to go see all of Vegas, not just that part ya know? With the short time I'm going to be there I expect little sleep, lots of coffee, and lots of fun. I need fun. FUN!!! I haven't been on a real trip since the last time I was in Vegas 2 years ago. Honestly, that SUCKED. Between my family giving me crap about my weight, my choice for my college career, and just the overall fact that I really had no one my age to hang out with made the trip a bad one for me. I couldn't wait to get home after that trip. Bad trips just suck, that's why I said if I was going to go with my family to this venture that I was going to make it worth my time. Me and my 2 best buds are leaving waaaaaay before my parents and my siblings. My parents have some small claims court thing to handle tomorrow. The guy who was supposed to be working on our bathrooms and kitchen sucks so we want out money back. My relatives are already in Vegas, so I guess I'll give them a call when we get there. Maybe we can use them for their hotel room until we can check into ours. Yay...I can't wait for 9. That means I'm free to actually have an enjoyable weekend, yeah I said weekend. I work from Friday to Tuesday for you all who didn't know. Wednesday and Thursday are now my weekend days. That's the breaks in a 24/7 call center environment. Ooooh, I like the timing of this trip. I have something else to look forward to after this is all over. I need to find someone to swap with at work so I can go to the Ben Harper and Jack Johnson concert at the Riemac...I don't think I spelled that right. Anyway, you know the arena at UCSD? I need more FUN!!! I'm on of those people who really doesn't do anything over the summer, and now I'm just realizing how deprived I feel. OK...I need to quit with all my yappin. Lynda should be back soon from lunch. Man, covering Secure Alert is GREAT. Later kiddos. Time to do something a little more productive, like play games on Yahoo! LOL.
Random Blurb: I said yo baby, yo baby, yo! Man, that was funky fresh. LOL...this headache is makin me TRIP OUT!
::Viva Las Vegas::
I swear...I have Vegas on the brain. I can't wait for this little diverson so I don't over think about crap and crap and more crap. I found out today that the relatives we're supposed to be meeting up with want to follow us home and pack into our little shack. I mean it's not really a shack, but it's bad enough having our family of 6 all in there at once. Now they want to double that. There's going to be a whole lot of sleeping on couches and floors...you know how we do it. REFUGEE STYLE! I kind of dread seeing relatives. I can't help it...it's that whole we want to know what's going on with your life so that we can compare you to all your other cousins type deal. I don't dig that man! I hate how they do that to me all the time. All the hey your cousin so and so is a nurse, why didn't you become one? You'd be making money by now. You'll always have job security. All valid points, but they just think I'm fucking around by trying to be my own independent person. They just want me to relive their lives. I can't go for that shiz! It's not me. I don't want to deal with that job. Just ain't happening. I mean c'mon now, like my goal of getting a Masters in Econ is going to leave me broke and uncapable of caring for myself. I've been trying to take the steps to get there, but they're freaking out because I plan to go back to school only part time. I'm working full time so I don't have to ask them for money. Isn't that something they can appreciate? I'm still goal oriented and everything, just trying to be an adult at the same time. That's not wrong is it? I dunno. That's one of the things that's been bothering me lately. I mean not everyone understands our family dynamic, but if they did they'd understand why I make some of my decisions. Aww...hell. My last break is almost over. I gotta get back to answering them damned Petco e-mails. I'll rant and ramble more later. I know you kids absolutely
LOVE that. Much respect...that's one of the many things we need nowadays. It's just that some people don't know how to give it so they can get it.
Random Blurb: I'm going to watch those gay guys and their tiger when I get to the Mirage...LOL
::Emotional Rollercoaster::
Yeah...I busted another one of those "can't sleep because I'm thinking about too much crap and can't shut the fuck up" deals. I figured that I'd be productive, so after doing a load of laundry, folding it, washing dishes, general tidy up stuff, and sketching, that I'd try my hand at writing right about now. I'm just trying to reflect on all the happenings lately. For the past couple of weeks I haven't really given much thought to some things unless they're brought up in conversation or triggered by whatever. I wouldn't consider it a bad thing because I've been able to get more meaningful sleep lately. Can't really consider it a good thing either because I've almost been blatantly ignoring things. I'm in a weird place in a particular relationship with another person right now. I thought we had resolved stuff, and we're working on our issues, but I have this nagging little shit in the back of my mind. I don't want to lose this person because of all the stuff we've lived through, but then again it's like things are to the point where it's time to just drift a little...maybe. To you nosy people out there, I ain't even going to give you a clue who the person is. Many of you who know me would know who the person is, but you wouldn't expect it was this person. So HA...only like 1 person knows who I'm talking about, and I know that they wouldnt' tell you who it is for all the riches in the world. We got that trust thang going on ya heard? So yeah...anyway...I was watching insomniac theater on VH1. Damn they play some pretty good videos. I got to watch 7 Nation Army by the White Strips. BRENNA JACK WHITE IS WITH RENEE ZELWEGER! That's the odd match I was trying so hard to remember that one day. I watched the Zephyr Song by the Chilli Peppers. That video is a straight up acid trip. I swear you can get high off the video alone. There were a few other good music videos, but I was switching back and forth between VH1 and Nick at Nite. I watched parts of Perfect Strangers and Head of the Class, what else was on? Oh well...can't remember. Whatever, the point of this post was to put up a link to Vivian Green's video, "Emotional Rollercoaster". I have her CD and have been bumpin it again lately. I really like this song and thought it would be a good idea to share. So here's the link:
Emotional Rollercoaster (Full length RealVideo)
And now here are the lyrics...they're good shtuff-es:
Verse 1: Last night I cried tossed and turned
Woke up with dry eyes
My mind was racing, feet were pacing
Lord help me please tell me
What I have gotten into
Ran my three miles to clear my mind
It always helps me out, it's my therapy
When I'm losing it, which is usually
Hook:I'm on an emotional rollercoaster
Loving you ain't nothing healthy
Loving you was never good for me But I can't get off
This emotional rollercoaster
Loving you ain't nothing healthy
Loving you was never good for me
Verse 2: Yesterday I told myself I was gonna be okay
Gonna start a new day be truly happy
I was gonna take control of me
But eventually reality hit me
Mentally, physically, emotionally
And I opened my eyes and realized
That I was still being taken for a constant ride
Hook
Bridge:So tired of you making love to me
Then disappearing so suddenly up and down it goes
I'm tired of you pacifying me with promises you know
That you'll never keep Round and round it goes
Hook
So yeah, I see it's starting to get light again. I seriously can't sleep right now and I'll be paying for it at work today. Ugh...disgusting. I still have some stuff I can do...so I'm gonna do it. I'll be needing a whole lotta coffee today. I can always sleep later. Good thing I decided to not take summer school.
Random Blurb: I need an on and off switch for my thoughts. I think I'd get waaaaay more sleep if I had one.
::This is What I was Talking about Earlier::
I won't lie, I'm a StarFucks junky. I don't agree with their business tactics, but since I'm such a hypocrit I go there anyway. Man...that's what I consider a moral dilemma. OK enough of me fucking around. Check out this picture.
Random Blurb: Damn, that picture speaks so much truth.
::Fuuuuuuuuunky::
Hey...what's up? My hair looks fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunky. Like a monkey. Yeah...got a haircut. It's short now...cut off a lot of
DEAD ends. It looks decent considering I had someone w/out a license and who's never cut hair before do it. LOL...see...I'm so impulsive. Brenna said I have "thrill issues", which is true. That was some enteraining stuff to watch my hair fall off. I didn't even bother to really make sure they did a good job. I just said
CUT IT DAMMIT, DON'T BE A SISSY! Thankfully it's all good. So yeah...I found out that I can take BOTH the Mike and the Brenna to Vegas. They get to ride more comfortably in the Civic. I still think it would have been entertaining to have them crammed in The Silver Bullet (duh, my Tacoma!), but since I'm nice I asked my parents if I could use the Purple People Eater (the Civic...duh people) to go to Vegas. Haha, I make up too many names for things. I wanna go to the MOOOOOOOVIES tonight. Brenna I'll call at lunch to see what we can do OK? OK...enough out of me. I'm on this really good caffine high. See Josh I did get coffee today! So you don't have to tell me again that I need it. All right! I'm up out of this biznatch. Man I caught part of Doggy Fizzle Televizzle...
HILARIOUS!!!! Bee bye all!
Random Blurb: Man, OOOOH I have something to show you guys...lemme go get it so I can post it.
::What in the Wha huh?::
So yeah...right on...it's Thursday. Cool beans. So, what have I done for my weekend so far? Not much...my plans to go to comic con fell to pieces. All good though, I can't say I'm
that disappointed. I mean I was just going for the free shit and to check out the anime stuff. No big. Besides I was kind of hoping that Jet could hook up some free passes since her dad works at the convention center, I didn't really feel like paying to get in to be honest. Well since I missed free Tuesday, I ended up going to the OB Farmer's Market yesterday, w/Minh. That's always something interesting to do on Wednesdays. We kinda just wandered into some of the shops, checked out the merchandise, and stood around and watched some live music. Yeah...that's good stuff. After that swooped by the Brentoot's to pick her up. Then we hung out at Starbucks for a while, and I got weird. Yeah...story of my life. I'm just waiting for that Vegas trip baby! I'll hate the heat but gosh dernit I'm gonna make sure that I have fun. That's it for now. I'll probably post a song or some shit later...I guess...whatevers clever yeah? Ain't no thang, chicken wang! Later y'all.
Random Blurb: I hate humidity doods! I'd rather deal with dry heat instead of that humid sticky heat. Humid sticky heat is boo!
::Blah...Blah...Blog::
Yeah...I made up for sleep yesterday. I slept for like 12 hours. Kind of sucks though because today was the best Tuesday to hang out at Balboa Park. The Art Museum, The Mingei, The Museum of Man, The Japanese Friendship Garden, and...I'm not sure what else was free today. GRRRR...I woke up then it was time to get ready for work. I'll probably pay admission to go to the Art Museum because the Degas exhibit is there. Let's see, what else can I ramble about while I'm on break? I'm going to Vegas next week. The heat will suck, but I get to see family. I hope that me and my family get the side of the timeshare where we can watch the Bellagio's outside fountain show. It's really dope at night, and we can enjoy it from the luxury of an air conditioned room. Hmm...I still don't know if it's going to be the Brenna or the Mike that's going to roll with me. I'm supposed to follow my parents there. They're going to be in the Camry with the Squirt (my lil' bro), and the Munchkin (my lil' sis). Let's see...what else can I ramble about? Nothing's left. I'll just go eat some of the fruit I brought w/me to work. Later peepos!
Random Blurb: I hate Vegas...kind of...well because it's summer and I'm not even 21. This will probably be the only time I get to do something this summer though. Damn the timing all to hell.
::Wow...Almost 24 Hours Since I've Slept::
I should really stop this gawd-awful habit of me not sleeping. I just can't help it sometimes. I spent 2 hours laying in bed trying to relax and read so that I could soothe myself into slumber land. Yeah...a whole lot of good that did. Friggin aye man. That bites. Me and all my hard to break bad habits. Well, as you can see, the previous layout which was on here for like 5 minutes is gone. I decided to use that for my KungFuKitten. It fits the theme
WAY better than if I was to keep that on my personal blog. So yeah. I guess I'll use this janky template for a little bit, at least until I can find something I like more. So after sweeping all that shit under the rug, here I am. Writing a post at the booty crack of dawn. I got to see the sky go from navy blue to gray. It was grrrrrrrreat. Stupid marine layer. Oh...duh...I had another reason to post. The last time I was able to sleep I had this hella trippy dream that I guess might be able to qualify as my funny for this week. Not really like funny haha, but more like funny weird. Check this out:
Cast of Characters:
Me, Brenna, Mike, Minh, Luciano Povaratti (1 of the 3 tenors), Janet Jackson, and Michael Jackson. Keep in mind though that this is when Michael Jackson released his Thriller album. This isn't today's creepy as hell, nose is almost gone, eyeliner wearing Michael.
OK, so here we go. Me, Brenna, Mike, Minh, Luciano, and Janet are all apart of MJ's entourage. We go with him to this
HUGE hotel. We're talking sprawling, high vaulted ceilings, expensive chandeliers and furniture, everyone was walking around in formal wear. Now that I think about it...it's really reminiscent of the ballroom in Beauty and the Beast. Michael Jackson was there to attend a benefit as one of the key speakers. We had seats behind the podium, so I was sitting between Janet and Michael. Mike was sitting next to Janet. Brenna, Minh, and Povaratti sat in the row right behind us. When it came time for Michael Jackson to present his speech, he stood at the podium for a while yapping away. The rest of us were just sitting, listening politely. All of a sudden he starts giving props, like he just won a Grammy. He was like "I'd like to thank Rochelle, my back up singer. Brenna, my producer. Mike, my DJ. Minh, my guitar player. Luciano, the best hair dresser there is. Janet, I love you sis!" So we all stood up, clapping, then we were ushered out. Somehow we ended up on the Penthouse level of the hotel. It was like a super huge mansion on top of the hotel. We all were getting ready for bed, but like MJ was trying to flirt with me. I brushed him off and he seemed fine. The next thing I know I'm in my room and there's a "Dear Jane" letter on the dresser. Michael Jackson had gone off on me about how I broke his heart. He felt all betrayed because supposedly I had a thing for one of the other guys. I'm not sure who...but my guess is that it was Povaratti because he could do hair. Then I woke up.
So, yeah! That was it. It was more weird than anything else. I mean what the hell caused me to group that bunch of people together? Lord knows why, but I was totally bugged out when I woke up from that. All right, I'll go try that sleep thing again. Good thing work isn't until 2:30.
Random Blurb: Freud would have told me that I was totally fucked in the head.
::You Need to Just Kiss my Ass::
Haha, I like that little title there. That's like a classic and gosh dernit it's hillarious. I found out my brother bought a 27" television for like $30. Pretty cool, eh? I'm so
BORED!!! Work is slow...and I have way too much free time to fuck around on the computer. I don't have the shit to work on my layout for my other blog. Ooooh...I feel a freestyle coming on:
That's whiggity, whiggity, whack
Matter of fact, step off before you get smacked
I'll choke you out until all you see is black
We don't play kid, rough neck stylin
Keep this shit on the low, profilin
Gold teeth glistenin as I'm smilin
Damn this is a sorry rap...ok finished...no more torture for you!
Random Blurb: I just proved to myself that I'm not blessed with the gift of freestyle. That makes me a little sad. =*(
::The Kitten is Down and Out for the Count...::
All right folks, since my eyes are going crazy and I'm getting a little bit frustrated I've put off the completion of re-vamping Kung Fu Kitten. I should have it up and completely functional by tomorrow, as long as shit works out for me to upload onto another site and blah, blah, blah. See, if blogger would just let me upload from the get go then we'd be all gravy baby. Oh well, that's the breaks. So I'll let y'all know when the kitten is back in full effect. All right time to chill out before work. I need to give my eyes a freaking rest. They're totally buggin out of the sockets. Later kids!
Random Blurb: 1, 2, mic checka...I always wanted to say that.
::New Look::
Well...I did it. Changed my layout. I'm not sure if I really like it though. I like the fact that it's artsy but hmm...we'll have to see how I feel in about a week. I guess I'll work on changing the kitten now. Okie dokie artichokies, that's it fer now. I'll probably let y'all know if I make any more updates and stuff. Peace out cub scout!
Random Blurb: I always feel like I'm falling to pieces, this could really work.
::Legends Live up to their Name::
I'm still on a high from last night's show. It was sooooooo damned good. The acts just got better and better. Much props to Art of Facts, the Dialectx Crew, all the DJs, and of course to the Living Legends. The Legends shows get better and better each time I go. I got to hear a lot of Legends classics and got a taste of some hot new shit. The energy was mindblowing, hands were waving in the air, L's getting thrown all over the place, my voice started to give from all the hollerin and singing along. It was great. I just didn't enjoy the hot and sweaty part, we had all this room at the Scene but everyone was mad packed trying to get as close to the stage as possible. It was all good though! Well worth the feeling gross part to enjoy the performances. I can't wait until they have another show down here. I know it's just going to be that much better.
To some of my favorite guys Norm and Rodney: You guys keep impressing me each time I see you guys perform. Norm, you did
Rocwell, don't be too hard on yourself. Rodney, I love how you're always feelin your music. Thanks for the water spray, it was mad hot! Love you guys and your love for Hip Hop and ya don't stop.
Well that's about all I have to share today. I wish every night could be like last night. It's always a pleasure to go to a show that is way above and beyond any expectations that you may have. I expected the show to be totally kick ass, but it was like "kick you in your mouth and knock out some teeth" kick ass. It was ALL good. So while I try to hang onto the greatness of last night, I'll leave you with one suggestion: If ever the Living Legends come to your town, whether or not you like Hip Hop, just go. You can't regret it.
Random Blurb: Hip Hop isn't just music, it's a way of life.
::Change...Yeah That Sounds Good::
I should be outside washing my truck because it's
HELLA FUCKING DIRTY but not now. I would have done it earlier, but we hired some guys to help clear out our backyard and haul our junk away. They were all parked on the driveway so I couldn't wash my truck when I really felt like it. Anywhoozle! I'm thinking of changing the layouts for both of my blogs. I'll probably work on that for a few days. So expect some new things! I'm too lazy to make my own layout, and on top of that right now I lack the programs and the memory on this janky computer. I'll be figuring out how to cope with that too...I'll probably go download a layout or something. That's kind of lame of me but just don't have the resources right now. So yeah, just giving y'all heads up. Like who even visits besides like the same 5 people anyway? So yeah, to you 5 out there, thanks for all the support and even bothering to check me out once in a while. Hmm...what else can I talk about right now? Ooooooh I know!!!
LIVING LEGENDS ARE PERFORMING TONIGHT!!!
I love them freaking guys. Much love and support to the underground. I'll be checking them out at the Scene tonight. I'll be in the crowd bobbing my head and throwing them L's up. For anyone who's interested in learning about them you can visit their official webpage at:
Living Legends Crew
Well yeah. That's all I got for now peoples. I'll be working on some new layouts or something...maybe go wash my truck. I don't know. So for those of you who know how to reach me, then you can reach me. For the rest, sorry for ya, I know you all want some of my time. Psych, just messin'. Later all!
Random Blurb: Throw your L's up and wave them from side to side
::Feelin' Much Better::
Yeah, a lot of personal drama-rama has been plaguing me lately. Some things have been resolved, which is always a plus. I just wish that the more important things were handled. I mean it's no sweat to get over little bullshit like someone called you a bitch or getting obscene phone calls while you're trying to do your job. It doesn't even begin to compare to dealing with years of resentment, neglect, and denial. If I could only get one person in my life to admit that things aren't as cool as they paint it to be, then I'd have a whole lot of weight lifted off my back. At least with the recognition I'd be
that much closer to mending all the damage. But that's how it's been, I don't even know if I should still let that upset me. I can't help but have this strong urge to smack the shit out of her so that maybe she'd just take a look at the destructive habits she has and all the denial that distorts her perception. I love her, but at the same time I really just don't like the person she is. It's been a damn battle for years, I just want a mother. I don't feel I have that. She acts more like an older sibling than anything else. When I think of my mom, it's painful. That's what really sucks. All I want is a mother...but she doesn't act like she wants that title. I really wish I was one of those people who could say that I get along with my mom. To sum up our relationship we're civil, but we're far from acting like family. We've always been oceans apart. That bothers me everyday, it bothers me even more when I try to start building a bridge how she can find a way to completely destroy the work I've done. I'm not expecting that to change anytime soon, but I'm not going to give up. It's just hard to let that be the cycle. I feel better that my little issues are done away with. I'm very thankful that I have people in my life who will help me through all my troubles, even if they don't realize that they help out. But, by being human I can't help but want more. I try remember to count my blessings day by day, but there's no way to forget the disappointments thrown at me.
Random Blurb: Today I'm especially thankful that some of my grandma's faith has rubbed off on me and that I was able to battle my suicidal tendencies.
::Doing that "I Can't Sleep to Save my Ass" Thing::
Yeah, what up? I should really be sleeping, but I can't seem to get there. Cool thing is I had fun after I got off work. I swung by the Brentoot's and picked her up. Then we chilled at my house, we watched Frida. Chopped it up...talked about all the badness and the goodness going on. Then I dropped her back off. I tried to go to sleep but I'm still bothered by all the crap going on. Crap, shit, then more crap. I hate how that happens. I know not everyone can get what I'm saying, but it's like all these little things happen at once then they manage to manifest themselves into one big rolling boulder of, "Oh fuck, here we go again". You know, like in that one Indiana Jones, the only difference is that I'm getting squashed like a fucking bug over here. I haven't been nice lately, I've pretty much been off like it ain't nobody's business. I hate being that way. I've been all negative, mean, and just plain pissy. I try hard to not be that way, well let me rephrase, I make a conscious effort to not be that way. Right now, I've up and left my happy place, and I did not post my Will be Back sign. Damn, I don't even know if I make sense anymore. I've been rambling and ranting my ass off these past few days. I mean all this stuff just had to go and happen like
NOW. I would have been more than cool if it was like, "Hey go deal with this little piece of bullshit, then we'll throw another little piece. After you're done then you'll get the next little piece." With my luck, well lack thereof it turned out to be more like, "Hey we got all these little pieces of bullshit for you, but you have to try and digest them all at once, OK?" Then, right as I open my mouth to object, all the little pieces get
SHOVED DOWN MY FUCKING THROAT!!! Yes, I'm in a bad place. I've been trying like a madman to get out of it. I mean I'll be cool for a while, but once I get some time to think about it all again then I go bananas. It's the kind of stuff that even if you did come up with a solution for it, you're not going to get anywhere because you can't be the only one trying to remedy the situation. It would take a collaborative effort. I just can't get that break. Grrr...now I know I'll be up for a while, even with this little vent. I'm like that. I hate being like that. It's like what Wanda Sykes said when I caught her on Comedy Central recently, "Women think so damn much that they can't get to sleep. They lay in bed and be like 'Damn, my ass can't shut up'." Yup, that's how I'm feeling right now. Ain't that about a bitch? All right I'm out. I'm gonna go try that sleep shit again.
Random Blurb: Fuck a monkey! (Josh seemed to like that a lot when I let that out at work.)
::New Addition to the Kitten::
Hey all. I added a little ditty to the kitten yesterday. I wrote that on the spot, while I was covering the Secure Alert station ma bob for David. Well, yeah. I'm just sitting at work selling them Padres tickets and Electrolux bags, along with them Petco pet supplies and food. Every now and again I'm thrown a dispatch call. So much fun. Woo freaking hoo. Man, I hate feeling run down all the time. I figured with the sleep I get I should be running like clockwork. Yeah, well so much for that. Alritey then peoples. I'm outro. Later all you hip cats.
Random Blurb: I wish I could be a beatnik so I could give everyone snap props. *snap snap snap snap*
::I Just Can't Get Enough of them Aterciopelados!::
OK, this week I couldn't help but to pick another Aterciopelados song. They are totally freaking cool! I love 'em because they're so dope and have been able to keep up with the times and still keep it real. Without further ado, here they go! (Sorry it's just a clip...can't spoil your appetites right?)
Caribe Atomico
No te vayas a la playa que el Caribe esta muy raro
no hay veleros ni hombres rana, banistas ni marineros
Caribe atomico
Mayday mayday
Guardacostas advierten no hacerse a la mar
Mayday mayday
puedes pescarte un virus tropical
soplan vientos pestilentes sobre su arena caliente
el mar brilla radiactivo, es un caldo de cultivo
Caribe atomico
Del lugar paradisiaco de romance y aventura
solo queda mar muerto vertedero de basura
Caribe atomico
Random Blurb: Them gosh darned Aterciopelados are just too cool.
::Charlie's Angels Full Throttle::
I'd just like to thank the Brentoot and Minh for hanging out and watching a flick w/me and enjoying a little nourishment. I think we got ripped off for the air hockey game though. Usually they let you play until someone gets a certain score...busters at Tilt can....nothing. Forget it. Just kidding, I'm going to try to be nice now. I know that this is usually the day that I put up my song for the week, but I'd rather give you guys my take on the movie. It was a little disappointing. I loved the first one like crazy but I think the second one got way too much hype. I mean yeah there were lots of funny parts and the action was pretty good. The plot was so-so. It's just that there was such a big deal going on prior to the movie's release that I was like "Ooooh, looks like it'll be fan-freaking-tastic!" In reality, I'd say that it's more like "Alright, that was cool and all but not what I expected." I hate when that happens, but oh well. So yeah...I'll post my song tomorrow. I know what song I want to post, it's just that I don't feel like looking for it right now. All right! That's all folks! See you when I see you!
Random Blurb: I'm feeling a lil' bit better, but I'm not feeling 100% me again. I'm still off, and really weirding people out. (Sorry Brenna!)
::This Week SUCKS Already::
It hasn't been my week...and it's only Tuesday. What the hell is all that about? Damn...I just want to bitch but because I promised to be more positive I'm really trying to not let things get to me. I've been trying to stay in a good mood, but it's very hard when you're sleep deprived, feel yucky, and just had some mean stuff happen to you. Grrr...I'm so cranky. Man, I'm totally buggin'. So yeah, sorry to all my peoples if I seem a little off. I don't mean to take it out on anyone. If that does happen and you're an innocent bystander when I fly off the handle just smack me in the nose right quick. After it stops bleeding then I should be OK, but I can't make any guarantees. On a brighter note, ummm...haha. There's not really much good that's happened this week, except for the fact that Gail hooked me up at the drive thru Starbucks on Plaza Blvd. Gail, you kick ass. Thanks for the freebie! I was hella fiending for a Chai Creme Frapp...goodness! It really hit the spot in this weather. Well that's all I gotta say for now. I'll be back for the next episode to post this week's song. Which I'm still trying to figure out should be. All right you crazy kids! GET OFF MY LAWN!!! Psych your mind. Peace out y'all.
Random Blurb: Let's pray that our better days are around the way.
