A lot has been cruising through my mind lately. It's kinda hard to put it into words, but this is all I got. To put the burden on my family or friends seems too selfish to me.
I'll start off with my job. Really, the only problem I have is that I'm not full-time. I'm not making the money I want to make and school is the only thing standing in my way. I can't quit school, but I can't stand working 20-25 hours a week. I really want a big paycheck every 2 weeks so I can save up some cash for emergency, and so I can afford some more things for myself and others.
The credit card is a big help, but I definitely abused it as if lately. :/ ah well. Just need to get it paid off. That's my main concern right now.
My health is always a problem. I can't get into a consistent exercise routine. I think I need a partner or try out a personal trainer. *sigh* it sucks having a gut. -_-
Monday, October 5, 2009
Thursday, July 24, 2008
crankthatsouljashit.mp3
I'm starting a Top 3 list. I'll update when I feel it needs to be. Top 3 for what, you may ask? Top 3 people that need to be kicked in the fucking neck. These individuals need to castrate theirselves with a butterknife, lick the blood off, and stab theirself in the eye...twice. If I EVER see any one of these individuals on the street, a rock will hit their head.
*ahem* With that being said, here's my list.
Aka "We The Best." I swear if I see this motherfucker on a nother 50-rapper collaboration, I'm going to personally tattoo "Devan's The Best, Bitch" on his fucking forehead. I'm tired of hearing that nasally, dumb fucking voice on my TV and seeing his chubby, "I Need To Die," face expressions when he's hyping up the song. I remember watching one of his 'performances' (if you want to call it that) on MTV with some other rappers. He was fucking hype-synching, and it was so obvious. I just shook my head and cursed to myself.
What I Would Do If I Saw Him On The Street*:
Fuck the bullshit. I'd just go straight to the point and rid the world of this fucker. His ass would drop to the concrete faster than Britney got married, had kids and got divorced...then had another kid.
#2 - Soulja Boy
Now, I know you're surprised, and so am I. "WHY ISN'T HE NUMBER 1?!" Well i'll answer that in Number 1's paragraph. I don't even think I need to explain why I hate him because, chances are, you hate him too. We all do. And i'm not hatin', i'm just saying he doesn't deserve all the money he's been given for making Shit-Hop. It's ridiculous. And I've just recently watched the diss videos between Ice-T, Snoop and him and it's a fucking disgrace. First of all, Ice-T and Snoop was in the right for putting it out there that he (and others with music like his) destroyed Hip-Hop. They did it a little harsh, but what is rapper beef without a little marinade?
What I Would Do If I Saw Him On The Street*:
Oh my. Soulja Boy? I don't even know where to start. I'd have to first start with his throat, so he can't attempt to rap anymore. I think after that, I'd carve "Soulja" on one of his eyes and "Dick" on the other with a pocket knife. Then, i'd wrap his XXXXL t-shirt around his throat and let him hang from the Empire State Building and let my fellow New Yorkers have at 'em.
#1 - Lil Mama
Just look at her. What the fuck? "Voice of the Young People?" Are you fucking serious? No one wants to hear about your fucking Lip Gloss. Bitch, i'm what's poppin'. I feel ashamed she's from New York. Who the hell let this bitch loose and start recording? Because that happened, she's one of the judges on my favorite show, America's Best Dance Crew. And might I add, it's a poor choice of judges. She ranks the worst. Why do I hate her? Because she doesn't know SHIT about dancing. She can't do half of the shit the crews do on the show and she talks like she's been dancing for years. And how dare you fucking disrespect one of the crews during the show, when obviously America liked them better than the other crews. You should praise them, not negate the fact that they're one of the best crews (and by 'they,' I mean the Boogie Bots =P). Maybe i'm biased. Whatever. All I know is, she's #1.
What I Would Do If I Saw Her On The Street*:
*sigh* See that picture up there? That pacifier would be lodged in her throat, and i'd just watch her struggle to get it out. After that, I'd get her CD, break it in half, and slit her throat with both pieces, while her 'voice' drips out in front of the 'young people.' I don't know much else about her to wittily murder her, but she'd be dead. Not scary movie dead, where they always dissapear. No. She'd be dead. I'd make sure of that.
*All threats against the aforementioned subjects are not intended threats. They are not meant to be taken literally.
*ahem* With that being said, here's my list.
#3 - DJ Khaled
Aka "We The Best." I swear if I see this motherfucker on a nother 50-rapper collaboration, I'm going to personally tattoo "Devan's The Best, Bitch" on his fucking forehead. I'm tired of hearing that nasally, dumb fucking voice on my TV and seeing his chubby, "I Need To Die," face expressions when he's hyping up the song. I remember watching one of his 'performances' (if you want to call it that) on MTV with some other rappers. He was fucking hype-synching, and it was so obvious. I just shook my head and cursed to myself.What I Would Do If I Saw Him On The Street*:
Fuck the bullshit. I'd just go straight to the point and rid the world of this fucker. His ass would drop to the concrete faster than Britney got married, had kids and got divorced...then had another kid.
#2 - Soulja Boy
Now, I know you're surprised, and so am I. "WHY ISN'T HE NUMBER 1?!" Well i'll answer that in Number 1's paragraph. I don't even think I need to explain why I hate him because, chances are, you hate him too. We all do. And i'm not hatin', i'm just saying he doesn't deserve all the money he's been given for making Shit-Hop. It's ridiculous. And I've just recently watched the diss videos between Ice-T, Snoop and him and it's a fucking disgrace. First of all, Ice-T and Snoop was in the right for putting it out there that he (and others with music like his) destroyed Hip-Hop. They did it a little harsh, but what is rapper beef without a little marinade?What I Would Do If I Saw Him On The Street*:
Oh my. Soulja Boy? I don't even know where to start. I'd have to first start with his throat, so he can't attempt to rap anymore. I think after that, I'd carve "Soulja" on one of his eyes and "Dick" on the other with a pocket knife. Then, i'd wrap his XXXXL t-shirt around his throat and let him hang from the Empire State Building and let my fellow New Yorkers have at 'em.
#1 - Lil Mama
Just look at her. What the fuck? "Voice of the Young People?" Are you fucking serious? No one wants to hear about your fucking Lip Gloss. Bitch, i'm what's poppin'. I feel ashamed she's from New York. Who the hell let this bitch loose and start recording? Because that happened, she's one of the judges on my favorite show, America's Best Dance Crew. And might I add, it's a poor choice of judges. She ranks the worst. Why do I hate her? Because she doesn't know SHIT about dancing. She can't do half of the shit the crews do on the show and she talks like she's been dancing for years. And how dare you fucking disrespect one of the crews during the show, when obviously America liked them better than the other crews. You should praise them, not negate the fact that they're one of the best crews (and by 'they,' I mean the Boogie Bots =P). Maybe i'm biased. Whatever. All I know is, she's #1.What I Would Do If I Saw Her On The Street*:
*sigh* See that picture up there? That pacifier would be lodged in her throat, and i'd just watch her struggle to get it out. After that, I'd get her CD, break it in half, and slit her throat with both pieces, while her 'voice' drips out in front of the 'young people.' I don't know much else about her to wittily murder her, but she'd be dead. Not scary movie dead, where they always dissapear. No. She'd be dead. I'd make sure of that.
*All threats against the aforementioned subjects are not intended threats. They are not meant to be taken literally.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
insomnia.mp3

Lol ^. I swear I have the opposite of what we call insomnia....probably outsomnia. Shit. It really sucks, considering all of my friends are nocturnal freakin' bats. I'm always tired around 12-1. Everybody always says it's because I work, but so do they...and I don't work late. I hope now that school's out, I'll be able to re-gain the teenage nocturnalness I had 2 summers ago, where I could easily stay awake until 12 in the afternoon with Tricia. Speaking of Tricia, I kind of tried to change her sleeping habits, but that didn't really work out. It's impossible. Her middle name is "insomnia." Lol. It's alright. I'll be back. I swear.
Anyways, my Uncle's wedding is today. I'm one of the groomsmen (taking place of my Dad, since he's in Qatar) and I don't really have to do much but stand in the heat for (hopefully) about an hour. I'll be posting pictures later. :P
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
rainydays.mp3
I absoulutely adore thunderstorms. While everyone else is rushing to the house to avoid the heavy rain, loud thunder and blinding lightning, I'll be right inside my doorway with the door open, admiring the wonderful catastrophe of Mother Nature.
It's just the rush of it all. The effects of a thunderstorm are so vivid and mesmorizing, how could you not sit and stare for a moment. Even as 3 beeps emit from the speakers of my TV and a bright red warning flashes across the screen warning everyone of a tornado, I'll still be in my doorway. I love seeing the lightning flash, then anticipating the loud "BOOM!" of the thunder, signaling it's distance from me. I love watching the patterns of the raindrops, pit-patting on every solid surface visible to my eyes. And best of all, I love feeling the rain hit every inch of my body, dripping down to the ground, soaking into my clothes. It's the beauty of a thunderstorm. I doubt you've never thought of it like that, huh?
I know I might be crazy and this entry might sound a little...weird, but you got to respect it. Next time a thunderstorm drifts your way, look deeper into it. Look past the clouds. Anticipate the next flash, the next boom...
Okay, I'm done having my orgasmic rant. Here's a picture I took not too long ago. I've always wanted to catch lightning, and I finally did.
It's just the rush of it all. The effects of a thunderstorm are so vivid and mesmorizing, how could you not sit and stare for a moment. Even as 3 beeps emit from the speakers of my TV and a bright red warning flashes across the screen warning everyone of a tornado, I'll still be in my doorway. I love seeing the lightning flash, then anticipating the loud "BOOM!" of the thunder, signaling it's distance from me. I love watching the patterns of the raindrops, pit-patting on every solid surface visible to my eyes. And best of all, I love feeling the rain hit every inch of my body, dripping down to the ground, soaking into my clothes. It's the beauty of a thunderstorm. I doubt you've never thought of it like that, huh?
I know I might be crazy and this entry might sound a little...weird, but you got to respect it. Next time a thunderstorm drifts your way, look deeper into it. Look past the clouds. Anticipate the next flash, the next boom...
Okay, I'm done having my orgasmic rant. Here's a picture I took not too long ago. I've always wanted to catch lightning, and I finally did.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
igetmoney.mp3
...not really.

So I recently discovered something amazing: BillMeLater. It's basically like having a credit card...without a credit card. You pay for whatever you bought every month until you pay it off. I found this because I was searching for a ticket to go to Georgia this month, but I was a little short on money. Hotwire had an option for BillMeLater and I set up an account.
I bought the ticket, and didn't have to pay a dime....yet. I plan to pay it off by next month, or at least by August. It's a really great option if you're trying to learn about credit and the advantages and disadvantages to having a credit card. There's so many things you have to worry about: interest rates, APR's, rewards, monthly payments, annual payments, etc. Ugh. It's really stressful, but it can come in handy at times.
Anyways, BillMeLater (so far) is a pretty handy tool when buying online. They offer such specials as "No Payments for 6 Months" or free shipping. If they don't rip me off before I pay this ticket off, I'll probably end up buying a new computer for myself or a camera.
Let's get some money first, yeah? -_-

So I recently discovered something amazing: BillMeLater. It's basically like having a credit card...without a credit card. You pay for whatever you bought every month until you pay it off. I found this because I was searching for a ticket to go to Georgia this month, but I was a little short on money. Hotwire had an option for BillMeLater and I set up an account.
I bought the ticket, and didn't have to pay a dime....yet. I plan to pay it off by next month, or at least by August. It's a really great option if you're trying to learn about credit and the advantages and disadvantages to having a credit card. There's so many things you have to worry about: interest rates, APR's, rewards, monthly payments, annual payments, etc. Ugh. It's really stressful, but it can come in handy at times.
Anyways, BillMeLater (so far) is a pretty handy tool when buying online. They offer such specials as "No Payments for 6 Months" or free shipping. If they don't rip me off before I pay this ticket off, I'll probably end up buying a new computer for myself or a camera.
Let's get some money first, yeah? -_-
Sunday, June 1, 2008
unforgivable.mp3
Hates the world around her, hates the way life treats her/
So vulnerable at times, seems anything could defeat her/
The love she passes up, the care she ignores/
Could all be the reason why she ends up so sore/
She has me in her life, she has for to the ever/
She forgets the way we fell in love is the reason we're together/
Why is she so blind to see her mistakes help her grow/
Self-esteem is at the bottom, as she looks in the mirror once more/
Arguments full with tension, not easy to ignore/
The concept ridden with stupidity, it's just another war/
But I love her, yep, and I hate to leave her lonely/
The reason i'm in this, because in the end she'll console me/
Thank me for the effort, the constant lovability/
All the while we waited, we finally receive tranquility/
It's all about ability, the strive towards victory/
I'm the potion in the bottle, she can always take a sip of me/
So vulnerable at times, seems anything could defeat her/
The love she passes up, the care she ignores/
Could all be the reason why she ends up so sore/
She has me in her life, she has for to the ever/
She forgets the way we fell in love is the reason we're together/
Why is she so blind to see her mistakes help her grow/
Self-esteem is at the bottom, as she looks in the mirror once more/
Arguments full with tension, not easy to ignore/
The concept ridden with stupidity, it's just another war/
But I love her, yep, and I hate to leave her lonely/
The reason i'm in this, because in the end she'll console me/
Thank me for the effort, the constant lovability/
All the while we waited, we finally receive tranquility/
It's all about ability, the strive towards victory/
I'm the potion in the bottle, she can always take a sip of me/
This is for you, babe. I'm always here for you: sad, angry, happy, mad. Doesn't matter. In the end, I still love you.
I wrote this to the instrumental of "Paris, Tokyo" if anyone tries to figure out how to rap this, lol.
iceicebaby.mp3
Craigslist is a fucking godsend. I was browsing the site and stumbled across an ad for a miniature refrigerator. I've always wanted one, and now was my chance to actually get one. I emailed every ad I found, some for $40, some for $50. After a few hours, I got an e-mail from an Eastern European named Mario (kinda cool, huh? xD). We arranged the time, place and price and negotiated a little. It was originally $60, but I bumped him down to $50. We were to meet at the King St. Metro Station in Alexandria, VA at 2PM.
So morning came. I accidentally stayed up until 5AM, so I was a little tired. -_- I took Darryl to work and took $50 out of my checking account. I left my house around 12:50 and got there at 1:25 (I think it's because I was going 70mph most of the way there -_-). He called me and I told him I was a little early, so I just waited for him in the parking lot. Him and his wife came about 15 minutes later and we made a quick, smooth transition with a little side conversation about gas before we took off. I was pretty happy with myself. =P
My mom called and I told her I would pick her up at the Naylor Rd. Metro Station, but that wasn't going to be for another 2 hours, so I just went on base and shot my basketball around for a little. She called me again and said she would be at the Metro in "25....30 minutes," so I left. I ended up waiting for an hour or so, watching 3 trains pass in intervals of 20 minutes. -_-
Bleh. Long day. I'm exhausted, but not that tired. Anyways, here's the fridge I got. ^_^


So morning came. I accidentally stayed up until 5AM, so I was a little tired. -_- I took Darryl to work and took $50 out of my checking account. I left my house around 12:50 and got there at 1:25 (I think it's because I was going 70mph most of the way there -_-). He called me and I told him I was a little early, so I just waited for him in the parking lot. Him and his wife came about 15 minutes later and we made a quick, smooth transition with a little side conversation about gas before we took off. I was pretty happy with myself. =P
My mom called and I told her I would pick her up at the Naylor Rd. Metro Station, but that wasn't going to be for another 2 hours, so I just went on base and shot my basketball around for a little. She called me again and said she would be at the Metro in "25....30 minutes," so I left. I ended up waiting for an hour or so, watching 3 trains pass in intervals of 20 minutes. -_-
Bleh. Long day. I'm exhausted, but not that tired. Anyways, here's the fridge I got. ^_^
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