jus a day in tha lyf.

so much 4 mr. nice guy! i trully believe now, tha nice guy always finishes last. wit that said,... say goodnyt 2 tha bad guy!

jus how im feelin!

you heard tha man.

random thots.

well folks, i got a chance 2 get out 2day. went 2 maximus job center. tha lady that was helpin me, kool as a fan. she gon help ya boy as much as possible. so im grateful 4 that. after that, i went grocery shoppin. special shout out 2 "refugee". ertym i dont have 2 spend cash, yay! neways, this week wasnt 2 eventful. only source of entertainment i had was, Triple C's album barely sold 12,000 copies. Rick Ross n Dj Khaled both need they ass whoopd. Def Jam is already talkn bout droppin them. 50 cent is a beast. how he jus shuts niggas careers down is so funny. piece of advice, leave boo-boo alone. well folks, tym 2 check out ultimate fighter. peace.

first day of tha week.

its sunday, yay! another fuckd up day in tha neighborhood. me, still on house arrest, bout 2 snap. neways, twitter is tha dumbest shit ever. i guess i jus dont get it, so i say, "fuck it"! neways, jus sittn here watchn scary movies. im really not scared, but hey, sumbody is scared of this shit. folks, this is day 2 of my vow of silence. ive only been communicating via txt, and blog. my phone has not rang but twice in 3days. if u wanta holla, txt me. im so fuckin serious! i think alot of people mistake my kindness and lightheartedness for a weakness. im really gon change tha way people see me. my new outlook on life, im done bein labeld. im almost 2 tha point of fuck all yall. i keep gettn pushd, evn tho im alredy on edge. i dont think im being taken seriously. its sad at this point. im jus tired. i guess i been a certain way so long, its hard 4 people 2 see me ne other way. guess what folks, time 4 a change. ive always done things tha way people xpectd me 2. not nemore. im not a womanizer, im not a male whore, im not a drug dealer. these r all labels that ive carried wit me since a teen. im done, so done. i alredy see how people treat me different jus bcuz im startin a transition from boy 2 man. some call it a pivotal turn. others call it mid-life crisis. me, im jus tired. sum dont get it, sum do. whatevr tha case, get ready 4 a new me. if u cant roll wit me, get ready 2 get rolld ovr.

yea, i think it all starts 2day.

well, its been about a week. this is what im on. in psychology,they teach us that body language is 80% of all communication. so what is that say about actually speakin? i figured it out, i dont need 2 talk, shit, hell, niggas aint listenin noways. i dont think im an unreasonable person. i dont really think that people are 2 concernd wit me neways, so ill play my position. strong silent type. i was never tha type 2 call people out their names, or tell them tha wrong direction if i didnt know ne better. i really dont argue points i dont know nething about.. makes me wonder y people dont listen. o well, i know how 2 solve all this. stop talkn. it only represents a small part of communication neways. so folks, understand 1 thing, dont take it personal, talkn is overrated. maybe if i stop talkn, people will hear me more. this world is so backwards. as 4 me, there's a sandford n son marathon on. thats whats up! until i find sumthin 2 blog about, peace.

well, 2day was a good day. got 2 go hang in tha welfare building all morning. that was fun. ran into old skool mates from webster. i trully njoyd myself. had a couple shots of whiskey wit my new partners at "roadrunners". oh yea, i will b hangin wit them when i get this shit off my leg. i was only there 4 a sec, had 2 get back home, feds dont play! it was all good til i got a call bout my son,"fatboy". this lil nigglet, dont wnt 2 do his math homework. we've had alot of talks about skool and lies. these r tha only things, really, that will get ur ass whooped. all my kids know this. so when they violate, i dont spare tha rod. tha sad part about all of this? "fatboy" looks xactly like his dad. our baby pics r identical. he thinks skool is a place 4 social acceptance. i think we all went thru it at some point, but this dude here, his first reaction is tell a lie. so, me bein me, i let him dig his on grave, then murder him. he always tries 2 offer some lame-ass xcuse that has nothing 2 do wit tha problem at hand, like his misdirection is goin 2 confuse me. i really think that he gets away wit this tactic wit his mom, so he thinks hes some sort of jedi. when he goes into his act, i jus stop him in his tracks. his favorite line, "i dont know". pretty soon i think he will be stayin wit me. all of them come and stay around 12 or 13. so he tryin 2 come early. 4 now, hes here on tha weekend. we got lots of make up homework 2 do, so ill get at yall later.

i saw this episode of cheaters 2day and i had 2 put it down. this is tha funniest shit i seen all day. tha thing that moved me so much was that she spit in his face! nasty! me? i wudv killed tha bitch in front of tha whole world. big mama said," im cumn 4 ya, im cum 4ya!" halarious!