New Santogold

I was waiting for her to start screaming... lol

Employee Takes Bath in Burger King Sink

EWWWW!!!



People are so terifiling.

Champion Video

Quote of The Day

"Open your fucking minds. Open your minds. Be accepting of different people and let people be who they are. You know how many people came to me calling me gay cause I wear my jeans the fresh way? Or because I said hey, dude, how you gonna say 'fag' right in front of a gay dude's face and act like that's ok. That shit is disrespectful. Coming from Chicago, where if you saw somebody that was gay you were supppoed to stay ten feet away. It should be time to break out of the intuitions that I was sayin', the steretypes, or the fear, the backlash that I would get if you don't believe in what I believe in, acceptin' people for who they are...they're very talented and if they do something special in the world and they're discriminated. I've flown across the world y'all, and I've come back here to tell you — open your minds and live a happier life..."-Kanye West

The First Angry Women Song (That I know of)

This song (What About) has so much emotion in it. It just makes me wan to cry and kill a nigga. lol. This concert was probably amazing because the Velvet Rope is just an over all good CD. I remember making my dad or mom play together again multiple times and I'd look out the window into the stars as we drove whereever we were driving that night. Memories.
Some of the Goodness:

Great... Not So Great... Wack

FRIDAY:
Soo my weekend started off GREAAT! I woke up... I got some french toast, eggs and bacon with some OJ. The weather was on point. Chilled Out. Went to the gym. Then as Im having a good workout... (good workout= I don't feel like I'm dying as I'm working out) then I'm like I should go to south street today and get a piercing and buy some shoes. So I cut my workout a lil short and went bac showered and Threw on my Barack Obama Shirt. Went to 7-11 got a V-8, strawberry yogurt and some tokens to get on the train. I was feeling nice. Then I was on my way to south street. So I'm walking, hot as hell and some man stops me and asks me stuff about Obama and if I can help out and what not. At first I'm like no I'm in school and I'm about to get a job. Then I was like you know what let me contribute to helping get this man in office so I was like okay let me fill out some papers. SO maybe I'll be one of those people around campus trying to get Barack elected. Then I go on about my business walking and someone else stops me some guy from PennEnvironment. So then he's all telling me the figures and facts of PA pollution (something like PA has the 3 largest amount of pollution or something) idk. Then I was all trying to get him to tell me his point. So then he was trying to make me fill something out and I was like is it Free?? and he was like of course not we're a not for profit. That's when I was like peace! So then I go and get my tragus pierced. It didn't hurt at all. It was just like Pop! (You know from the cartlige.) So then I go to barefeet to go but some shoes. (I was feeling extra good) When I first walked in I saw some Jessica Simpson black patent leather peeptoes. I was like ohh these are cute. Tried em on. Got em. Spent too much money on em. But Like I said I was feeling it. SO then I'm walking back to the subway and I'm like lemme see if Redd is working. And she wass so I said hi. Then I go about my business and go back to whitehall and put my stuff down. Go eat at the SAC. Then I was like lemme just take a walk to the rite aid near cecil b. So I go and get my baking soda, say hi to tuanlay and get a shampoo comb from the hair store over there. I was just in the best mood and no one could bring me down not even a text from a past fling. So then I go back to Whitehall and watch the openning cermony for the olympics which had so much going on. It should definitely be a movie or something. So then I'm just chillen and then I'm like ohh shit it's kinda late then Redd hit's me up and it's time to go. We partied. Had fun. Lots and Lots of Fun. Few guys talked to us (Sorry taken) <-- that was the response from Redd and I. Peed alot. Like went to the bathroom 3 times with Redd and tuanlay in the bathroom with me. Handed out flyers. Got a ride back with Brandy and we all got sandwiches from wawa. Then was knocked out by 4.


SATURDAY:
Woke up. Yay! Saturday's finally here! Time for experimentation. So I got my stuff ready in the bathroom to wash my hair. Go in the Bathroom make my concotion of baking soda and warm water ( 1 tbs and 1 cup of warm water). Get in the Shower wash first than the excitement tookover so I start washing with the solution. Rinse it out. Step out the shower. Put my organics hair mayonaise in my hair then put my cheap ass conditioning cap on. (I say cheap cuz it seemed like some aluminum foil with a rubber band around it.) Wash it ouut about 30 minutes later. Blowdried it. Felt good. The excitement from the night before was still in me. Walk to 7-11 got soem cookie crisps and some yogurt and a v-8. Leila hit me up... went back got dressed she came over and used my internet. Then we walked to UPS and chilled at her house then went to the block party. Which was all right. Wish I knew more people. Got really really tired around 8:30 got some temple star and took my ass to bed. And had some weird dreams.

SUNDAY:
Did homework. Felt lazy. It rained. Tried to Study... went to 7-11 before studying cuz I was cold and wanted something to warm me up and some apples. Went to the library realized it closed at 5. BLOWER! Ate some nasty ass chicken and pasta. Went back to my room. Watched meet the browns which isn't very entertaining. BUT I did find my dad's old Velvet Rope CD. And I've always been a Janet fan since this CD. I guess my dad put me on. Now I'm listening to that and writing this long ass post.

Mariah Carey Then vs Now

Then:



Now:


Yeahhhh... that speaks for itseld

Jay-Z Shade45 Interview

Jay-Z - Shade45 Interview | Hip Hop Songs > HipHopDX.com

Everyone Nose Remix Video

Blueprint 3???

BLUEPRINT 3 from kwest on Vimeo.

I know Drew's bout to be happy

HappY Birthday Andrew Andrew BAbandrew FannananaFandrew ANDREW!! aka Happy Birthday Andrew Part II

As... the day comes to an end I want to say happy birthday to you (Mr. Andrew Owusu Somoah) again. And Let you Know I Love you sooooo much. I hope you'll find some good in today. I sure do... cuz I am truly thankful to have you in my life. (I'd say one of those other cheesy lines right now but I'd rather not)
But I promise you When I get home I'm going to
1. Make You A SCRUMPTOUSChocolate Cake



2. Let you get in a HIGHSPEED chase with me being the cop and you being the robber. Lol (I thought that was funny I don't know about you!)



3. And Of Course Give You Lots and Lots of KISSES!!!

Some Of Kanyes Best Songs on Def Jam Poetry

Self Conscious


Never Let Me Down



BitterSweet


18 Years

WAHOOOO! Andrew's turning TWENTY!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW!!


Hope your day is SPECTACULAR and filled with loads and loads of fun. I Love you!

Hugs and Kisses
Love,
Ceejay

To All The Boys I've Loved Before

One of My favorite poems. Speaks the truth of life and I can relate to the first part on unimaginable levels. She speaks the truth for many women.
part 1:
we are not your mothers
you have been weaned from the breast of a woman for years
yet you come to us
wounded
and half filled with promises
you can only keep half the time
trying to suckle our sense of self dry
we have become much too accustomed to empty beds and damp pillows
become much too accustomed
to waiting for our empty beds to be weighted down
with the bodies of men
heavy with the scent and the hands of other women
and we
simply wanting to be loved and to love ourselves unconditionally
simply wanting the truth of whether you can really love us or not
play Hester Prin
place scarlet letters on our chests
become adulteresses
cheating ourselves out of what we truly deserve
willing to settle for less
willing to act like a little less than a goddess
willing to sleep with the enemy
men too scared to stop acting like boys
thinking we can love away their scars
so we take the lashes of the insecurities that they pour on us
and lick our wounds in quiet mourning
for the little girls we loose by the minute.

part 2:
you said you had a photographic memory
but apparently
you forgot that honesty begins by being real with yourself
and the ones you claim you love
the truth cannot be hidden
what's clouded in darkness will always come to light, my love
you should have known that
claiming you saw my light so clearly and brightly
i guess shit happens
i just wish it wasn't me
and I guess it's so much better to have loved and lost
then to never have loved at all
i know that's some easy shit to say
but I'm still going to try and live by it
i'm still going to put my faith to rest in it
i will sleep on dry pillows now
in a bed big enough to love myself in
i will awake these coming mornings with my eyes dry
and shining full of the knowledge
i am priceless
and worth nothing but honesty
i will remove the scarlet letter from my chest
and take the hand of the little girl I used to be
and say I'm sorry to her
i'm sorry for cheating you out of the joy you have always deserved
and I will wait
for a man to come along
that can give me the truth
of how much he can really love me

Something's Gotta Give Video

Good Song.

Go AMBER!!!

So... my lil cousin* is in Detroit competining in the Junior Olympics in Field Hockey. She is Playing for the Red team and they had their first game today. They Won 2-0!! The competition lasts from today until friday. Soo I want to wish Ms. Amber Danielle Jones Lots and Lots of Luck!! She's an incredible athelete who played Varisty Basketball, Field Hockey and Softball. She's got everything going for her and I'm really really proud of her. I wish I could see her more often.


Amber isn't in this picture btw... that's my cousing Jasmine (holding the baby) it was her graduation party.

But for more info go to: http://www.aaujrogames.org/fieldhockey.php
*she's not really that little because she is taller than me... and she's probably about 15 now.

New Man and Wife Episode

Sooo... This is what I'm doing during my break from studying:
Watching Man and Wife. I would've put it up but it starts automatically. So go to manandwife.tv and watch Episode 74. Now back to studying!!!

Bust Your Windows

So today I found this song by Jazmine Sullivan. It's called Bust Your Windows. It reminds me of Ring the Alarm in some senses. You know that crazy bitch type song that all women can probably relate to. Yeahhh I know Ring the Alarm was my song after me and one of my ex's broke up. (Even though I broke up with him) But yeah I can definitely feel this song. I've definitely thought about bustin some windows or something. You know putting bolognae (sp?) on a niggas car. lol. I'd never do anything like that but I definitely thought about it. You know been on like some sneak shit. Some "NIGGA I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE" shit... Some "I'MA SLIT YOUR TIRES NIGGA" shit. But they're all thoughts. I'm too sweet to do such a thing.


But anyways to hear the song go to this site:
And once again my links aren't working. WTF?? Go to this and it'll be a zshare for the song: http://www.zshare.net/audio/1579932744a69be8/

Lupe on Unititled

"Why Nas Is My Favorite Rapper...(If You Even Care)"
Wed Jul-23-08 10:15 PM by FNF UP UP AND AWAY

While in the midst of listening to "It Was Written" as a teen I was completely unaware of the existence of "Illmatic"...I remember some dudes beating a song in a car that sounded like a Nas song and I asked my homey what was that and he was like "Its from Nas 1st album"...then on a trip to my sisters college I was in her boyfriends dorm room and he had a poster of the "Illmatic" cover and I was like what is that and he was like "that's Nas 1st album" and just so happened he had a copy (he also had a copy of "The Infamous" which is another story altogether...Yeah Prodigy...Mobb Deep played a big part in the evolution of Lupe)...So I puts "Illmatic" inside the CD Walkman, strap on the headphones and proceeded to have my life changed forever...It became my soundtrack for a time...all day everyday, everywhere...along with "IWW"...time passes..."The Firm" drops, memorized the damn thing and then named myself from it...time passes...one faithful day I was at my sisters house and was watching BET don't remember the exact show but probably Rap City...and who do I see sitting on the project steps in the pea-soup green flight suit (I HAD THE JACKET!!!) with the big ass QB chain then cuts to the bathroom with him rapping to himself in the mirror with Premo in the living room on the wheels of steel???...NEW NAS???...WTF???...yup "Nas Is Like"...consider that memorized, consider that instrumental copped and rocked to at the High School Talent Show..."I Am" drops...heard "Hate Me Now" on WGCI that same night asked Pops (R.I.P.) to take me to Circuit City where I copped the King Tut covered imperfect masterpiece and first heard the odd line that still sticks with me to this day... "Heard Her Body Guard Took Snook To God" - "Small World"...go figure...I love that line...live with it....memorize it...life soundtrack status...but there were songs that just seemed like filler...hmmm...in the booklet there is a picture of the next album..."Nastradamus"...and I patiently begin to wait...time passes...some how, some way a copy of the bootleg of "Nastradamus" gets into my possession and it is a classic..."Belly Button Window" "Poppa Was A Playa" the original "Project Windows" yup...yet another life soundtrack...(I kept it for a long time and eventually gave it to Stacks Bundles (R.I.P.) and he took it back to NY with him and I never saw it again...I was heartbroken)...when the official version of "Nastradamus" dropped I was super excited when the lead off joint "Life We Chose" blazed though the speakers of my little stereo..."Come Get Me" was ridiculous and a few others but it wasn't sticking like the other albums and some of the heatrocks that were on the bootleg weren't on the official version...it didn't have the life soundtrack effect like the other albums...its wasn't great...I didn't feel it as much..Damn!!! OH NO!!! Was Nas Falling Off?!???!!!???...Damn....I started to question...then something magical happened...The Beef With The BIg Homey!!!!...OHHHH SHHHIIIITTT...I was front row...Jay had just finished "Takeover" and we were some of the first to hear it at Bassline and it was murderous...I was like its over...Nas is finished...Yeah I counted him out...I was like he cant come back from that...I remember the only person in my circle that had faith in Nas was Stacks' Uncle...and he was like watch...just watch...and sho nuff...a little while later back in Chicago...one night our cell phones exploded with 212, 718, 347 & 646 area codes...New York was on fire!!!...The "Ether" dropped...and Jesus was it a comeback!!!...then one word reigned supreme "STILLMATIC"...with the strings crying and the words "Blood Of A Slave, Heart Of A King" resonating in the X5...YUP!!!...Nas was back!!!...I swayed from the flock but now I was back with a vengeance..."Rewind" "2nd Childhood" "Rule" and the crown jewel "What Goes Around"...soundtrack to my life stuff...then another chink in the armor..."God's Son"...I honestly didn't like it...coming after "Stillmatic" I was like damn...what happened?...(R.I.P. Mrs. Jones...thanx for giving us a light in the darkness via your son)...I take it on the chin with the knowledge now to never count out Mr. Jones...and he does not let down...he roars back with the double whammy "Street's Disciple"..."U.B.R. The Unauthorized Biography Of Rakim" is all that I needed to be more than impressed...FUCK!!!...excuse my french...then comes the statement that pissed off hip-hop and sent niggaz back to the stu to prove him wrong "Hip-Hop Is Dead"...it had a few...wasn't glorious...wasn't really moving...but good...damn Nas...I started to question again...I started to doubt..."NIGGER" (yeah I still call it Nigger...Fuck the press!!!)...really???...this nigga is naming his new shit "Nigger"???...hmmm...interesting...publicity stunt?...of course it is...did it work?...hell yeah!...people were pissed...it was great publicity wise...but the music, the message...would it be that "soundtrack to life", thought provoking, undeniably revolutionary, conceptually impeccable, stunning, invigorating, inspiring, down right send-you-back-to-the-drawing-board quality PIFF!!! that N-A-S is capable of ????????????..................I avoided buying it...I avoided watching the videos online....I avoided downloading any of the leaked music...I was scared...I put it out of my mind...I refused to participate.......I was afraid it wouldn't be............until today...............and the answer to the longwinded question is......











Yeah Nigguh!!!!


DAMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

"NIGGER" (Yeah I'm Still Calling It NIGGER) is a masterpiece!!!!....

NAS is spitting like a demon....first time I experienced multiple "wheel-it-backs" a mere 20 seconds into a song in a longtime....

through the up's and the down's N-A-S still holds the crown...well to me anyway...

New Gnarls Barkley

Interesting...

Talib Kweli Documentary Coming Soon???

I was fortunate to get to see Talib last year in phillt FOR FREE! It was an amazing outdoor concert in the street. He's a great performer.

My New Addictions

Sooo these are my new addicitons:
First is Cravin' Trail Mix

I saw this lil trail mix at rite aid last week. I think it might have been on sale or something. IT IS ABSOLUTLY AMAZING! Plus it's cute with spongebob all on the cover and what not. It has pineapples, peanuts, raisins, banana chips, and yogurt drops. Perfect for between meals. It goes great with my 99 cent Hi-C or Hawaiian punch juice boxes. I think I'm going to try the Cravin' Raisins next. They have Dora the Explorer. If I had kids they'd be eating this stuff!

okay my next new obsession is The 10! Show

It's like the Today show but more local. They have chefs from restaurants in philly ocme on the show and cook. They give makeovers. (Little ones) And just sort of report lots of things that have to do with Philadelphia and the surrounding show. I see a big future for the 10! Show. These people seem more real to me than Katie Couric or Anne Curry or Even Natalie Moralas. (I watch the Today show btw) Al Rucker is my man!! Aunt Viv from Fresh Prince is on the show today... Look out for the 10! Show!!

Murs & 9th Wonder Sweet Lord

Murs & 9th Wonder dropped this free album on wednesday. I downloaded it from illvibes but I never really listened to it. I listened to it today and it was actually good. I had heard Nina Ross last week or something... that track is pretty good. And he talks about how he met chick in philly at the MarBar. I was like HEYY!! I know what that is. But i've never been in because it's 21 and up. Murs is great artist who gives you more than what is on the radio. Murs for President comes out in September it seems like it should be a good album.

Download Here:

the hyperlink is acting all brand new so put this in your browser and the file should pop up for download. http://www.mursand9thwonder.com/9thWonderMursSweetLord.zip

I'd give it a 4.5 out of 5. There's only ten tracks btw

Nas Protest Fox News

What a man...
This is why NAS IS BETTER THAN JAY!

March 27th

This girl was on th 10! show today talking about journalizing. And she said some quote that was like Anything that you do that is worthwhile you are scared to do in the begining. Now that wasn't the quote exactly but you get my drift.


Keri Hilson- Energy


Rihanna- Disturbia

Untitled

So... today it seemed like my ipod was playing with my emotions.

This is How I feel:
But let's not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved, think we need some time away
They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
And fuck it, if it comes back you know it's there to stay
It's tugging, at my heart, but this time apart is needed
- Jay-Z Dear Summer

I wrote that quote in my other blog a couple months ago. But it's kinda messing with my head cuz just because it comes back does it really mean it's there to stay?? I mean what if you don't even want it anymore? What if you want it but you know that you shouldn't because of point A and point B?

WASP's

Found this on lupefiasco-lupend.com:

"Obama is my slave" T-shirt?!?! Really now?!?! And the fact that the designer seems to be Jewish makes it even more ridiculous.


Designer with the shirt on


The designer claims that he's not expressing his views, but rather appealing to those of "ordinary WASPs" (White Anglo-Saxon Protestant). Apparently, the designer also thinks Obama reminds him of Hitler (!?!?) and has even designed shirts with such expressions as "Jews Against Obama" and "Obama = Hitler."

It's going to be terrible. I'm really going to pray for Obama because people out here are sick.

Everyone Nose Remix Vid in the Making???

HMMMM....



It speaks for itself.
Look out for the new vid soon. Pics of the shoot:

J*Davey Baby! New Food For the Malnourished Musical Soul

J*Davey Mr.Mister




Sooo... Instead of doing homework I am looking for new music and I stumble upon J*Davey. I've heard of her before but never heard any of her music. She kind of reminds me of Kelis and Janelle Monae...
I'm downloading her CD The Beauty in Distortion as we speak. (I would buy it on itunes but i don't know how much money I have on my credit card.) Maybe I'll pick it up from FYE if it's good.
check out her myspace:

AND her website:

Kanye West- In an Absolut World

Soooo Kanye Drinks Absolut??? Interesting commercial

Some New Tunes...

New Unrealsed Talib x Marsha Ambrosius (from floetry) found it on hiphopdx.com...
It's kinda dope.


Talib Kweli f. Marsha Ambrosius - Take it Back (Unreleased) | Hip Hop Songs > HipHopDX.com


this ones's kinda old but it's still nice I think

Produced By Pharrell - Santogold, Julian Casablancas, N.E.R.D.



Ohhh and Don't forget about that New Gym Class. Travis DEFINITELY LOST SOME WEIGHT!!!

Some Recent News

First:
Jesse Jackson made some crude statements on Barack Obama. Is he jealous? Or is there some truth behind his statements.


I wonder what the context really was... Either way I'm voting for Barack.

Second:

Erykah badu is pregnant with her 3rd child. Who's the father?? Jay Electronica. That's good for her...
Here is a part of her response to some haters who are basically calling her a hoe:

“I PUT MUCH TIME AND THOUGHT INTO HAVING AND RAISING MY CHILDREN.IVE HAD THE HONORS OF HAVING 2 HOME BIRTHS AND 2 WONDERFUL PARTNERS BY MY SIDE.every relationship i have been in was because i loved the person DEARLY and was dedicated to us "exclusively" FOR A NUMBER OF YEARS.the fathers of my children are my brothers and friends .we have a great deal of respect for one another and always will.WE LOVE OUR CHILDREN TO NO END.we took our own "vows" and CONTINUE TO UPHOLD THEM.AND THAT IS WHAT THAT IS .question?WHAT IS MARRIAGE ?WHO IS THE JUDGE?”

Ummm... more to come

Bathroom Experiences

All of this happened in one day:

Bathroom Experience #1:
I go in the stall sit down and I feel myself going too low. Then I realize that the seat was up... At Least My butt didn't get wet. lol

Bathroom Experience #2 :
I walk in the bathroom, go in the stall and do my thang (#1). Then I hear someone come in. Then I flush walk out the stall to wassh my hands. Then as I get out the stall a lady walks in and is about to go into this stall but someone was standing there with the door open. So I'm like okay they must be blowing there nose or something. Then I hear you know some sprays or tinkles and I'm like that lady couldn't already have her skirt and stuff off already. So I look at the person in the stall and realize it's a man. And so... as I look and dry my hands I think he notices that he's in the wrong place and we can kind of make eye contact and I make an ill ass Yeaaaaahhhh face. lol

(and of course this reminds me of Drew) lol

Bathroom Experience #3:
I walk into the bathroom and go in the stall take a whiff and I was likr DAAAAAYUMMM! someone is lighting the handicap stall up like no tomorrow! So i do my thang in another stall. lol

Happy Birthday

So my birthday is right around the corner.
Supposed to be going to the beach. I don't know if I'm even really that excited to go. I don;t really like the beach. It is calming though... like when Davreen, Nessy and I went to Ocean City last year it was so relaxing to just sit on the beach as the sun rose and stand on the rocks in the middle of the ocean (making sure I didn't slip)
I was like I was at peace.
Welll.... I kinda need that right now. My mom is leaving for Iraq and Afghanistan on the 25th and won't be here for my birthday. It'll be there first time she's been away from me on my birthday. It kinda scares me... well it does. I worry alot. Like something could go wrong. She doesn't know how to shoot well. I can see the stress on her face as the 25th gets closer and closer. And it scares me.
I don;t think I'll even be able to enjoy my birthday not really knowing that she's okay.

So yeahh... this should be just about the worst birthday ever

Fantasize

TGIF!!
I was so bored at work today. I was all alone in my lil section or whatever. For some reason I started singing fantasize by floetry. It was so random but I really

Yeah I fantasize sometimes... (not sexually) (not all the time) but of just how great the future is going to be, being able to share my thoughts, experiences and more with that one person who is like no other.

I'm That Girl :-)

So this has been quite an interesting week. I should've wrote this on saturday but I was kind of tired.
Someone wore his lucky socks and got lucky...
(But it wasn't really the socks I think it was just something that was going to happen eventually)
So today I decided to change my relationship status on facebook (to in a relationship) I only did it because on of my friends yesterday was like "Girrrrrl It's not official until it's on facebook" and of course I was like "it's official with or without facebook ... plus I'm not used to saying he's my boyfriend" The title is sort of intimidating to me. I guess because I've never had a REAL REAL relationship. It just all seemed surreal to me. Like Yo AM I DREAMING?? (that's what I said to myself thursday night) But nope I'm not dreaming. It's for real.

But yeah so I put the joint up.
Comment from one of my closest friends... yeah I had some explaining to do.
We talked... I love talking to her. She just assures me that everything is going to be right and just made me feel happy about the situation that I'm in. Well not situation, "relationship"
Then I got other comments that are exactly why I didn't want to put it up (not EXACTLY my reason is confined to just this one reason but chyeah) you know like those nosy comments and shit.

Ohh I downloaded the Wale mixtape today...
it's good (of course) I really like remake of a remake. I'm putting it in my girlie ass playlist which consists of
1.Subistute Love- Estelle
2.I need You bad- Jazmine Sullivan
3.Say Goodbye to Love- kenna ft Lupe aka my husband when i fall asleep
4.the sweetest thing- lauryn hill
5. hurt again- Mary J Blige

btw Nothing Even Matters is going to be my Wedding Song.
Corinne would say "CJ you're such a girl!" (and make this ill ass face of disgust)

What I did today

Well besides going to the cleaners and going to the gym... I basically did nothing today. Just call me a bum.
But what I did find was this song that I fell in love with. It's called I need you bad by Jazmine Sullivan. Missy Produced it. It's really soulful and just makes me wanna sing along with a hairbrush. lol.


It's only thirty seconds... doesn't do the song much justice but it's good.

I'll quickly give my freedom to be held in your captivity

Not Quite tired.
feeling bloated from so much Memorial Day food.
This is how I will be spending the rest of my night:



Maaan shit keeps breaking up. Looks like I'll just be going to bed before 12.

Dr. Phill

So as I sit here waiting on Brian to come pick me up so we can go to this cookout, I turn to Doctor Phil. (I didn't really turn cuz i was watching ellen earlier) But yeah.
So it's about parents not being able to control their children type shit.
Of course they're all white.
Mannn this child is talking to his mother like he has no sense. The boy is just bad
It's just so weird when i see people with relationships with their children that are so terrible.

Flashing Lights pt 2

http://www.hiphopdx.com/index/videos/id.978/title.kanye-west-f-dwele-flashing-lights-pt-2

interesting..

Interesting.

So today I woke up at 7:40 (with a phone call from Drew)
Got picked up around 11ish.
And the Rest was History.

It went by so fast but today was definitly a good day.
It was nice and sunny too but not too hot. (i was sunblocked though)

Not really saying what I want to say in this blog because I already feel awkward.
So ywaaaahhh...

I wonder man I wonder...
AND I WONDER.... (say it like kanye)
If I'll ever find my dreams...
if I'll ever be that girl.\

Well I guess I have to go to sleep to find my dreams.
I guess I just have to wait until tomorrow or next year to be that girl.
Good Night World.
Peace and Much Love to Ya!

Stay Awake to the Ways of the world

Banned Boondocks Episode

Success

Got this from Elitaste.com. I thinK i'm going to put it in my wall and in my dorm or something... you know to remind me why I'm in college and what not

1. Learn to fall in love with the pain of hard work, it’s much like the burn you get from lifting weights. The results of hard work is like the muscle repair.
2. Know that the pain is temporary
3. Every day matters
4. Return every phone call and email
5. Don’t let what you can’t do interfere with what you can
6. To get what you want, you must do things you probably don’t want to do
7. Know what you don’t know
8. Respect the commodity of persistence
9. The more successful you become, the more humble you should be
10. If you respect someone’s success, don’t feel ashamed to imitate their successful behaviors.

What is Justice??

When Drew came to Philly, He and I went to center city and there was a protest for someone named Mumia. And of course me being all curious and all was like Who's Mumia? Who's Mumia? Google it. So he googled it. It said that he was a cop killer who was on death row. I was like aww that's boring.... and went about my day.

So Now I'm sitting here you know killing time and what not on hiphopdx.com... and I stumble upon an article about Mumia. I decide to read it. I thought I should share it with anyone who is willing to read it. It made me really thankful (for my predecessors who sacrificed themselves to change what they thought was wrong) and really upset.


I remember in my freshman year of highschool I was really into The Black Panthers and Angela Davis and Huey Newton. I even had a book on Huey Newton. I wore My Angela Davis Tee shirt on picture day. (It was just about my worst school picture ever)


I now want to read more about Assata Shakur, Ghandi, Nelson Mandela, and that ethiopian person who did something in ethiopia that is worth reading about... Haile... I forget their name. Oops
But Yeah I want to learn more about this sort of stuff. The sort of stuff that the media and government has hidden from us.

The Mis-Education Of Mumia Abu Jamal
March 21st, 2008 | Author: Anthony Springer Jr1 | 2 | 3 | View All Pages
Once upon a time before mass consumption, globalization and the digital download, Hip Hop was a rebel with a cause. Hip Hop provided the soundtrack to a post civil rights generation that fought the power, the government, police brutality and other societal ills. Hip Hop has grown up since then, and with age, seems to have lost the rebellious spirit it once had, trading in the struggle for money, platinum ring tones and blood diamonds.
While commercial Hip Hop would like to forget its past, there are those who rose to prominence during Hip Hop’s early days who continue to struggle and never forget where they came from.
Mumia Abu-Jamal, journalist, father, activist and political prisoners is one of them.
For nearly 30 years, Abu-Jamal has resided on death row, convicted in 1982 for the murder of Philadelphia Police officer Daniel Faulkner during a traffic stop.
The story of Mumia Abu-Jamal ignited the country and subsequently, the world. Abu-Jamal’s supporters say he represents the worst of the American criminal justice system, one that unfairly rail roads, convicts and imprisons those who dare speak out against those in power. His detractors paint him as little more than a cold blooded cop killer who has pulled the wool over the eyes of millions and deserves not freedom, but death.
Hip Hop has been relatively silent on Abu-Jamal as of late, with much of his main stream support coming not from today’s chart topping rappers, but rock group Rage Against the Machine and several prominent Hollywood actors. Independent Hip Hop artist and member of the Arizona-Local Organizing Committee of the National Hip Hop Political Convention Grime, believes that today’s emcees aren’t speaking because of ignorance about Mumia’s case, but fear of corporate backlash.
“Rappers are afraid not because they don’t believe or afraid of alienating their, but a lot of rappers get corporate sponsors for tours and clothing lines and if they take on controversial issues, they risk losing corporate sponsors,” he says of the pressure rappers are under to conform to the mainstream. “Anytime you take on people’s money, you have restrictions and a lot of cats aren’t careful about whose money they take.”
On May 17, 2007, arguments for what could be Mumia’s last chance for appeal were heard by the Federal District Court in Philadelphia. The court’s decision is literally life or death for a man who gave his life to the struggle for equality.
But before we can look at what is, we have to look back at what was.
My Mind’s My Nine, My Pen’s My Mack Ten
Mumia Abu-Jamal was born Wesley Cook, on April 24, 1954 in Philadelphia, PA. His life of activism began at the young age of 14, when most teens today are more worried about a science test and 106th and Park’s Top Ten countdown. Ironically, his introduction to activism came at the hands of Philadelphia’s infamous police department.
Abu-Jamal and three friends participated in a protest for then presidential candidate George Wallace (who was a segregationist) on the cities north side. During the protest, Mumia and his friends were attacked by a mob of whites. When Mumia yelled to area police for help, the responding officer did the opposite and joined the mob in the beating.

Mumia never identified the officer, but gives thanks the officer for kicking him “straight into the Black Panther Party” in his book, Live from Death Row.
One year after the infamous police incident, Abu-Jamal co-founded and became the minister of the Philadelphia chapter of the Black Panther Party. Mumia’s involvement with the Panthers catapulted a teen that was not yet old enough to vote or join the military into the spotlight of the local media, police and even the FBI. This seemed to foreshadow Abu-Jamal’s ultimate fate as embattled political prisoner.
The Panthers also introduced Mumia to the world of journalism. In 1970, he spent his summer in Oakland, California working on the Panther’s newspaper. Honing his skills over the summer months, Abu-Jamal returned to Philadelphia after discovering the power of words. His life would never be the same.
As a journalist, Mumia earned the moniker “the voice of the voiceless.” In the '70s, he was one of a handful of journalists willing to cover MOVE, an organization that openly opposed the oppressive grip Philadelphia Police and government held on the black community at the time. While he had many detractors in the government and police, Mumia won the praise of several in the media. Philadelphia Magazine called him “one to watch” and the Philadelphia Enquirer branded him as “an eloquent activist not afraid to raise his voice.” The latter may have been the very thing that spelled the beginning of the end for Mumia’s freedom.
Things began to reach a boiling point in 1978 when Frank Rizzo former police chief and then mayor of Philadelphia erupted during a press conference. His target was what he called a “new breed” of journalists. In "The Case of Mumia Abu-Jamal," which appeared in New York Newsday in 1995, writer Terry Bisson quoted part of Rizzo’s fiery outburst: "They [the people] believe what you write and what you say," he said, "and it's got to stop. One day--and I hope it's in my career--you're going to have to be held responsible and accountable for what you do."
Apparently, “new breed journalists” like Mumia were not the only ones with an eye on Frank Rizzo and the brutality in the name of “justice” carried out by the Philadelphia Police under his watch. In 1979, United States District Court asserted that “Rizzo and 18 other high-ranking city and police officials either committed or condoned ‘widespread and severe’ acts of police brutality.”
Rizzo’s second term as mayor ended in 1980, one year before Abu-Jamal’s life changed forever (he failed to change a city charter that would have allowed him to run for a third term). However, the culmination of his eight year run was not enough to stem the growing tide of anti-activist sentiments that brewed within the Philadelphia Police Department, justice system and government.

In the Still of the Night
For Mumia’s supporters and detractors, December 9, 1981 will go down in history as a day of infamy.
There are several different accounts of what took place in the early morning hours that day; however, there are several concrete facts. Officer Daniel Faulkner pulled over William Cook (Abu-Jamal’s brother) around 4:00 a.m. Mumia was in the vicinity in his cab (due to some of his views, he was unable to support himself fully as a journalist, thus, the cab driving job). Mumia intervened (or interfered) in the traffic stop. Officer Faulkner died of gunshot wounds to the face and back, Mumia was also shot.
What happened in between depends on the person relaying the story.
Mumia alleges that Faulkner beat his brother, which prompted his intervention. During the altercation, another man, shot and killed Faulkner before fleeing the scene.
The prosecution alleges that Mumia interfered with the traffic stop, shot and killed Faulkner, who wounded Mumia before dying.
When back up arrived at the scene, Faulkner was dead and Abu-Jamal lay on the concrete, in a pool of his own blood from a gun shot wound to the chest. Mumia was arrested and charged with the murder of Daniel Faulkner. His trial began in 1982.
Trial and Error?
Many would charge that in a justice system that is supposed to grant all U.S. citizens a right to a “fair” trial, Mumia never had a fighting chance. The Sixth Amendment of the Constitution guarantees the right of counsel to all defendants in the court system. In numerous cases, the Supreme Court asserts that defendants have a right to represent themselves, the Court has also held that this right can only be denied by the trial judge if “the defendant simply lacks the competence to make a knowing or intelligent waiver of counsel or when his self-representation is so disruptive of orderly procedures that the judge may curtail it.”
The presiding judge, Albert Sabo (a retired police officer) denied Mumia the right of self representation on the grounds that his dread locks made jurors “nervous.” Mumia was then granted a court-appointed attorney, who according to the Bisson article was a “reluctant incompetent who was later disbarred.” Sabo also had a history of harsh decisions and in his time on the stand, sentencing 31 men to die (two were white) before being forced to retire.
With no money to hire an attorney of his choosing, no funds to effectively mount a defense, a biased judged and a police department determined to see him locked away for the murder of one of their own, Mumia didn’t stand a chance. In June of 1982, a jury of ten whites and two blacks found Abu-Jamal guilty of the murder of Philadelphia Police officer Daniel Faulkner.
He was sentenced to death.
Since the original trial, new pieces of evidence and allegations of questionable trial procedures and police conduct have surfaced. Two of the three eyewitnesses for the state initially told police that Faulkner’s killer fled the crime scene, but later changed their stories. The fatal bullets that struck and ultimately killed Faulkner came from a .44 caliber handgun, while Mumia’s gun (which he legally carried) was a .38. No ballistics tests were ever conducted on Abu-Jamal’s weapon and police claim to have lost the fragments from the crime scene.
According to an article on the Peace and Freedom web site, Judge Sabo allowed the state to read excerpts from old Black Panther pamphlets and newspapers in an effort to paint Mumia as “a violent hater of police who was just waiting on his chance to kill a cop.”
With so many allegations of police misconduct, bias from the judge and evidence not used during the trial, it may come as a surprise to some that the mainstream media (which prides itself on investigative reporting) has not taken a harder look at the claims of Mumia’s supporters. However, Hip Hop historian Davey D believes it’s no coincidence that pro-Mumia evidence has been ignored by the press.
“The press over the years have become totally dependent upon police to fill them in on crime, gangs and others criminal activities,” he says of the relationship between law enforcement and journalists.
“The end result of this symbiotic relationship has been the press not digging too deep on controversial topics, including ones like Mumia and other political prisoners. It’s the nature of the beast… The press usually lightens up in exchange for exclusive stories, leads and interviews later down the road,” he adds.
Life After Death (Row)
Since the 1982 conviction, the Free Mumia movement has crossed ethnic, economic and international grounds. A list of Abu-Jamal’s supporters reads like a who’s who of entertainment, academia and activism, including Rage Against the Machine, The Beastie Boys, Chuck D, Pam Africa, Maya Angelou, Cornel West, and former presidential candidate Ralph Nader.
Mumia himself has not said much about the case, or his own plight, opting instead to do what he’s done all along: use his platform to speak for those who cannot speak for themselves. He has written several books while in prison, spoken at several college commencement ceremonies and continues to take the government to task for questionable practices.

Justice Delayed is Justice Denied
On February 19, another blow to Mumia’s efforts for a new trial took place. The Philadelphia Supreme Court rejected an additional appeal regarding the Post Conviction Relief Act (PCRA). According to a report in Abu-Jamal-News.com, the court—in a ruling made by rejected the appeal on the grounds that it was not “timely.” The PCRA was filed based on an affidavit stating two key witnesses perjured themselves during the original trial.
The ruling did not come as a shock to any of Abu-Jamal’s closest supporters. “It comes as no surprise to hear that the Pennsylvania State Supreme Court has rejected yet another appeal by Mumia Abu-Jamal, the state's longest-surviving death row prisoner. The court, which is led by former Philadelphia D.A. Ron Castille (who helped fight Abu-Jamal's appeals in his role as DA and has yet to recuse himself from decisions involving this case), has never issued a ruling favorable to Abu-Jamal,” Dave Lindorff, author of 2003’s Killing Time: The Investigation into the Death Row Case of Mumia Abu-Jamal said of the outcome.
In a country that prides itself on the fairness of its justice system, it may come as a surprise that Mumia Abu-Jamal, now armed with a better defense team has been repeatedly denied appeals for a new trial. With supporters and detractors firmly believing in his innocence or guilt, a new trial will not only validate the case for or against Mumia, but take the weight off of a justice system that has long been accused, with good reason of railroading the poor, the unpopular, or in the case of Mumia Abu-Jamal, those who speak out against it authority.
Check out the newly discovered crime scene photos at Abu-Jamal-News.com.
Sources:
A Life in the Balance: The Case of Mumia Abu-Jamal. 17 February 2000. Amnesty International. 17 June 2007.
Assistance of Counsel. FindLaw. 17 June 2007.
< http://caselaw.lp.findlaw.com/data/constitution/amendment06/10.html#9>
Bisson, Terry. “The Case of Mumia Abu Jamal.” NewYork Newsday 1995.
17 June 2007.
Frank Rizzo. 17 June 2007.
Free Mumia Abu-Jamal: Free All Political Prisoners. 1999. Peace and Freedom Party.
17 June 2007.
Mumia Abu-Jamal. 17 June 2007 < http://www.answers.com/topic/mumia-abu-jamal>

Everyone Nose Remix with CRS

Kinda Dope.

My mans is cheating on me...

Lupe's Interview with Angie Martinez. I thought she was in DC?? I guess she went back to NY. Anyways...
Well... listen to the interview.
It speaks for itself...



It's all good though... I still Love you Lupe.

Stay Awake to The Ways of The World.

We accept the love we think we deserve

I once found a quote that said, "We accept the love that we think we deserve."
So I sit here, I guess wondering why time and time again I find myself in this same place... It's just like a circle. (and we all know circles never end)... and so then i think of this quote and I'm like maybe (subconsciously) I think this is what I deserve.
Maybe I think that I deserve to never have a real relationship, that I deserve men who paint beautiful pictures and place them in the worst frames (you know those men who tell you just have fun, live in the now type shit, when they talk you into doing something that you really don't want to do), maybe I deserve to give so much and just be taken for granted.
And I kind of think this is true now that I sit down and really think about it. Like there may be a guy who clearly is nice, likes me for the right reasons, and just cool as shit and we just click but time and time again i seem to just push it aside or away. And it's like I could be in love with person but I would never admit it to him or more then my closest closest friends and my mother. I'd probably tell my mother how much of a nice guy he is and how he's going to make some girl really reall happy. But will I ever let that girl be me?

Stay Awake to the Ways of The World

And He Gets The Girl

So today I was eating fourth meal with Corinne and Kate... So there's this table of just some wack ass dudes. I won't name names. but there is this one dude who where's this terrible hat and corinne and I say that the closer you get to him the cornier you get. (Kinda Mean?)
Well So they were talking about girls or something... I wasn't ease dropping, they were just talking loudly.
So then I'm like I want a cookie. SO i go to get my cookie but none are left. So i'm walking back to the table. And this boy was like excuse me... you're really cute. But he said it with not condfidence and all quietly. His game was WEAK!! So I didn't know what to do so I kinda just chuckled which turned into a laugh as I walked away. I was like is this dude serious.
Then I felt bad. I just killed this poor dude's self esteem.
It reminded me of Lupe's Song and He gets the girl except he did not get me at all.

Oh Lupe, How I Love You So

Just read well actually saw a video that he performed Fighters at GITD. I didn't watch it because I don't want to see it until I see it live. He's just amazing man. Fighters is my SHIIIIIIT!



I know it needs more Kanye... NERD... and Rihanna.
But I'm tired.
Time for me to sleep.

Good Night world
Stay awake to your ways.

Away...

Feelin Like: ATCQ- Stressed Out
wanting to cuss niggas out for the lilest shit...
FUCK GTA4 and LOL's
(and bullshit only created by self keeps resurfacing)

(foot note: there are certain times in which lol is acceptable to use:
1. you're laughin
2. the matter that you're talking about is not serious
3. the person you're taling to is telling a joke

unaccebtable times:
1. LOL is not a substitute for when you don't have anything to say
2. LOL is NOT a synonym for interesting... or ohhh... or dope... or word
feeling like i've been plagued with headaches...)

(and bullshit only created by self keeps resurfacing)

Just Wanna go home and start off this Euphoric Summer... with the GITD tour, O&A time, lemon chicken and brownies (this would be a proper time to say lol). Rides to Georgetown. Rock The Bells Tour. Blastin Lupe on 395 to my Rita Boo's. Sleep Overs @ Drews. Maybe even taking that exit right after Landmark... Ohh and don't forget about the birthday's the summer holds!! (Some amazing people were born in these amazing (blazing) months)

It's going to be something like a HIGH that is yet to be discovered. HEY I guess I'll be finding it this summer. AND I WILL TELL THE WORLD OF HOW GREAT IT FEELS!!!

Stay Awake To The Ways Of The World

www.???.com

I can't write a poem about how i feel.
But she did.
I didn't know about it... until someone told me.
Of course I had to look cuz I'm nosey.
So I go ... (wwww.???.com)
it was the first entry.
Said it was written awhile ago... but it was just posted.
She told me it wasn't mean.
It just hit home.
Bringin back some memories
So many memories.
So many things i did deny.
So many nights I cried.
People told me to let it go...
You were the first one to tell me it was wrong
you told me i deserved better
I just couldn't see.
I wish it wasn't like this.
I really do...
It still hurts.

After it all I will never be the same.

Lyrics Chopped and Screwed... (I Wonder- kanye, Go Ahead- A.keys, What were We thinking- joss stone)

THIS IS ANOTHER NIGGAS AIN'T SHIT BUT HOES AND TRICKS ENTRY!!!!

So if I could write poetry... it would go something like this. I guess you could say that this is how i'm feeling right now. Maybe cuz the pack is on sugar pills. TMI? Lo Siento. But yeah here's that shit: (that i thought was cool when i did at first)

Used to look at you and see the possibilities.
Now I see you for who you are
(Boy You disappointed me.)
You think you're never wrong.
(He get on my fucking nerves.)
I hope he gets what he deserves.
I'm just trynna find where the tissue is...
See it can't ever be
We carried on making our mistakes
Thinking our love was free
Now you've taken part of me
No need to apologize
Don’t try to make it right
I know
I should known betta
When you took hold
I was sold
Using fear to control
Now it unfolds
Let me tell you right now
What I’m gonna do
Imade up my mind
Its time and I’m through with you
Nothing you can say or can do
Can make me change me mind
(Now I'm back on my grind)
On that Independent Shit
Trade it all for a husband and some kids
I wonder what it all really means? I wonder if I'll ever find my dreams....

Stay Awake To The Ways of The World.

The Sun Came Out

SO I should've wrote this yesterday.

So RIGHT after class I caught the 2:40 bus (my class ended at 2:30 so i kinda rushed to the station) to center city to buy the new CD. I was so amped. I even walked around with the pocket of my back pack open all the way from the bus stop in center city to FYE. SOmeone could've easily stolen my coach wristlet that contained My temple ID, Guest Card, my credit card, and a fresh (no so crisp since it was folded) 20. So I'm in FYE looking at the new music stand. AHHHHHH there it is. I grabbed it up. Next to (or maybe bellow) was Estelle's CD. Wondered if I should buy it... decided not to. I'll burn it. Her song shine is my shit though. But I only wanted to spend 20 and buying her cd would've made me use my credit card. SO then here I am with the New roots but unable to listen to it. On New Music Tuesday's I'm going to just carry around a cd player in my backpack. (Probably Drew's since it's been in my car forever)

So then I had like a whole hour to waste in Center City... and as soon as I stepped out of FYE the sun came out. OH WHAT A COINKY DINK!! lol So i decide to go look for a mother's day present. I wanted to get my mom a journal and I was going to write a poem in it. Even though I'ma terrible poet. AND I MEAN TERRIBLE.
So I'm walking around thinking of where I can find a journal. For some reason I had in my head this stationary place but I couldn't remember where it was and if it was even in philly (might have beeen in VA). So then I was walking aimlessly down some street cuz it seemed like it would have shops. I think it was Market actually. But I went further down past the McDonalds. (which for some reason I thought after McDOnalds the shoppind district ended cuz that mickey d's looks sketch) BUT it wasn't!! So then I was on my columbus shit you know exploring and what not. Then I see this little park or just a nice lil spot... it was Rittenhouse Square. It was just so loverly. This is going to be my picnic spot next spring. There was this lady playing with her baby... old people.. old couples holding hands. It was all flower filled. Just said LOVE,HAPPINESS, and PEACE.

So then I'm all thirsty cuz the sun came out and I was in a black crew sweatshirt (black cloud...muckers club joint) So I was like i need something to drink I'm parched. SO i stop by the starbucks in Barnes and Noble and get a Iced Passion Fruit Tea. Their shit wass watered down. But that's besides the point. So then I'm like HEY!! B&N should have Journals.

I picked out the loveliest journal for my mommy. it has a flower on the cover with some scripture. I think I'm going to search for flowers just like it and send her some. With some chocolates maybe. Maybe make some breakfast...French Toast with some berries or something sweet.
I love that women. =)

Stay Awake to the ways of the world

This Is Why I Love Him

Lupe is Just Amazing. I want a man just like this. Honest. Unselfish. Humble. and Wise
Found this on Kanyelive.com

I'm Above It

So this morning. My roommate and I had another altercation. She tried to yell at me. Told her to get out of my face. Yelling at someone does not get your point accross, it gets you cussed out. Unless you are my mother, my father, my grandfather, my uncle...(basically any family member who is older than me) don't yell at me. Yelling doesn't work with me. I'ma tell you to get out of my face... try to remain calm and then yell back. Now you're crying. Where did you get yourself?? No where. She said she was going to start purposely acting like a bitch to me. Okay. That's cool. Go out of your way to be a bitch. That's cool. That's wise. That's using your energy to its fullest.

So I go to class and come back and she's playing music. Okay That's Cool. (those are my thoughts.) Usually We turn off our music and turn the tv on when the other comes in. Nope she doesn't do that. Okay that's cool. I'ma just turn on the TV. She turns her shit up louder. Kay this is childish. and dumb. and just childish.

I go to wash my clothes. Come back. She's gone. I think to myself let me play my music loud as shit and not give a fuck when she gets back. Then I'm like no. I'm not going out of my way to hurt someone. That's dumb and childish. I'm above it.



Do Unto Others As You Would want them to do unto you. I remember those rulers. I went to a christian school. (Calvery Road Christian School). I go to church occasionally. My paerents taught me not to fight fire with fire. They taught me to turn the other cheek. So for now that's what I will be doing turning the other cheek. Rising Above.

Random Thoughts

Questions Existing:
Why is it so cold today?
Why is it that I applied to jai like 50 temple jobs and haven't heard from anything?
Why are my cheeks chubby? (that's not a good look)
Why are certain dudes just straight up assholes?
How come it's only been a week and I already want more? (when it's good it's addictive)
Why is my face breaking out?
Why do I always get stuck with the shitty jobs?

Statements:
YaY!! Living with Corinne at Univeristy Village next year shall be AMAZING.
English 1002 needs to be reevaluated. This book is garbage.
That just reminded me, if I email the author I can get extra credit.
Got an 85 on my spanish test. It's like a steady decline... (1st test 89 2nd 87)
Back in the day I'd say I'd need to laugh, Now I say I need to scream.

Love Rain

This is my favorite Jill Scott song. I have the Love Rain [Head Nod Mix] on my ipod. I didn't know that there was a regular one until I was searching for the lyrics late last night because when I couldn't sleep I was singing this song in my head.
The Song just brings me back to times in my life where I was just blinded by love or lust. The second verse Hits Home.


It's one of those feelings that I can't really explain. It's like I couldn't see. Oblivious to the truth. I'm just at a lose of words. But this song definitely exemplifies just some of the feelings that I have. Just some. Mos def's verse just sickens me. I hate how certain guys just know what to say to get their way. They know how to tap into your feelings, and into your head.


Never Again.

Awwww Man.

As you all know or may not know, but it is very important to vote in the Presidential Primary Elections this year. When we first came to Temple, Redd and I registered to vote in Pennsylvania. So as the months went by I wondered if they were ever going to send me anything and they didn't. When it became closer to the primaries there were alot of people regsitering voters and walking around asking people if they were registered. It got annoying after awhile. So now I noticed that voting for the Pennsylvania is On April 22nd. (shout out to google)

So then I went on the lil PA website to find my voting place and it was down the street. Then I read and it said just because this is your voting place doesn't mean you are registered. SO I made a user name and everything. AND GUESS THE FUCK WHAT?!?!? Joint said I'm not register. And all those times when people asked me if I was registered I was saying yes. Now I can't vote in the PA Primaries. I'm kinda tight at the poeple who signed us up that day.

Motives and Thoughts

I love this Poem by Lauryn Hill. She is amazing. The last few lines are my favorite. But the poem is great and so truthful.

Forgive Them Father

People these days seem to be inconsiderate of others feelings. They act as if life is a jungle (sort to speak). They try to attack the weak in order to uplift themselves. It's sad. It's Immature. It's a Cry For Help.
In The Words of Lauryn Hill:
Beware the false motives of others
Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers
And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you, to you
They say all the right things to gain their position
Then use your kindness as their ammunition
To shoot you down in the name of ambition

Can you act civilized and learn to handle situations a little bit better? Maybe?

Chracteristics of an Untrue Friend

FAKE
: counterfeit, sham

HYP·O·CRITE
Pronunciation:
\ˈhi-pə-ˌkrit\
1 : a person who puts on a false appearance of virtue or religion
2 : a person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings

SELF·ISH
Pronunciation:
\ˈsel-fish\
1: concerned excessively or exclusively with oneself : seeking or concentrating on one's own advantage, pleasure, or well-being without regard for others
2: arising from concern with one's own welfare or advantage in disregard of others a selfish act

COLD·HEART·ED
Pronunciation:
\ˈkōld-ˈhär-təd\
: marked by lack of sympathy, interest, or sensitivity a coldhearted refusal

Philadelphia Youth

I love the Window seat. When I was on the bus today (coming from Center City) I looked out the window and noticed some things about my home away from home.
1) I saw a boy who had to have been about 15 selling bean pies on the street. Child labor is a sad thing.
2) I saw the track team from one of the highschools practicing hand offs (with the buton). It was odd to me because they were on the sidewalk instead of a track. Can Philadelphia Public Schools or whatever school system that was not afford tracks?
3) Then I saw another girl whO I assume was on the track team too, running with chucks. That hurts. How can you run with chucks? Poor thing.

It wass a sad day.
And I JUST heard that Philadelphia has the 34th worst Graduation Rate.
And it may take up to 6 years for a child to graduate.
They say high drop out rates are continuing to be a challenge due to poor funding.

Geology Is not the study of Maps in Relation to Airplanes

Yeah He wrote back.
Yeah it's not in the book.
Yes this is bullshit.
Fucking Airplanes.
What do they have to do with Rocks? Or volcanoes? Or running Water?
Not a damn thing son not a damn thing

Niggaz Ain't Shit But Hoes and Tricks Pt. II

Boys Ain't Shit But Hoes and Tricks!!
I want this shirt... my mother probably wouldn't let me wear it. But that shit speaks the truth.
Niggas (Men) are Assholes...atleast the ones I run into.
That's why I'm leaving them alone for the time being. They don't do me any good. While they might for a good 5 to 30 minutes depending on who you're talking about but that is besides the point.

Like WTF... if you feel a certain way... why don't you talk about it?
I've been through too much shit to really care anymore. My mother always told me that men come and go. (Or people in general) She said that her sister told her when seh was younger that all a man could give you is a wet butt... (ew mom). But now I'm beginning to see the truth in that.
Men seem to be no good these days.
So I'm done for awhile.
Real Talk... DONZO!

BUT!! When I do get out of this "Men ain't shit" mindstate. I hope to give my love to someone who deserves it. Hopefully when I'm ready they'll still be there.

Geology is not the study of Airplanes or Maps

So I'm sitting here trying to be on my educational grind. Just finished my english homework while I'm waiting for corinne so we can go to the gym.So I decide to start my reading for my lecture in geology tomorrow morning. So I look on the syllabus and it says maps and charts and I look to see what chapter covers maps and charts and it doesn't say. SO i'm like OKAY. Wtf.

A girl in my lab was telling us how he does a whole section thing on airplane shit and I guess this is what she was talking about.

So I'm in the process of just reading the slides and writing them down, when I get kinda mad. like why am I learning about maps and all this shit if it isn't covered in teh book. Like What type of SHit is that??? So I decide to email my professor to see what chapter it is in...

I'm waiting for a response.

Hypocrites

You Know What I've Realized?
People who talk about other people being fake and point out other peoples flaws. And just talk shit Just Because. Are usually Fake Themselves.
I've been one of those people before. But I've definitely changed... or atleast I'm in the process. It's funny when you sit on the outside and just listen. It just makes me think about how childish I used to be.
I'm Not Saying I'm perfect or that I'm grown or that I don't act childish sometimes too...
What I am saying is that I'm getting past alot of these things. I'm becoming a new me. Corny but true.

That's All...
Gotta go take these tests!

I want to Get Into Art

Vimby.com is about to be one of my favorite sites. I want to get into art. I always wished i could draw or something. But I can't. But I can appreciate it. This looks like somewhere Elay would like to go.

My First (real) Obsession (of Course)

So I Love Lupe. He's one of my favorite rappers. (I called the title my first real obsession because i used to be obsessed with Eminem in the 8th grade.) My favorite Song is He Say, She Say (then sunshine... then and he gets the girl... then hurt me soul... then paris, tokyo... and i could keep going but i won't)When I used to be mad and down (in highschool) I used to sit in my room and vibe to the instrumental. That song is kinda tough...

I was first introduced to Lupe by this guy I used to talk to. Tyquan Davis. It was right before food and liquor was about to be released. That summer to be exact. No one was on Lupe like that. They thought he was just some kick pushin ass nigga. He's deeper than skateboarding son.

Then I first got to see him in concert with Andrew. I screamed when he came out. We were mad far but i was still like AAHHHH LUUUPEEE!! lol He laughed at me. (Drew) That concert put me onto the Roots too. They're Drew's favorite band/ group... atleast they used to be.

Then I got to see Lupe at the Filmore in Phily. It was the best christmas present. Thanks to Redd for that one. He touched my hand!! And sang Sunshine to me... looking in my eyes in shit. Yess it was like that. If i could i would have never washed my hand again but that's gross.

My New Obsession

For Sale?

FOR SALE!

Haha that's kinda fucked up... but hey that's life. Bout to Ebay this joint. Don't need to hold onto something that reminds me of a time in my life in which I made mistakes.

And No, I'm Not Angry.

Niggaz Ain't Shit But Hoes And Tricks

I totally agree with this shirt. Niggaz Ain't Shit But Hoes AND Tricks. I'm so done with them right now. I'm not angry at anyone in particular. I'm just done.

Seems like dudes are:
a)just trynna fuck every girl
b)liars
c)manipulative
d)afraid of commitment but ready to have sex
e)genuine assholes
f) all of the above

What Happened to All of the Good Men In this World?

Mmm... I ono Maaan

Phone with Drew...
wanted to make a new post. (Just for Him)
I'm so excited about Wale being signed to Interscope and what not.
His new song is stuck in my head. The beat is kinda CATCHY.