Monday, March 1, 2010

Remember candid camera?

well,shes on it.
(yeh, im ruthless i know)

Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka

Part 1: " Look at my roof"
Part 2: " Oh, lets do it "
My lil brother is my right hand nigga, we stay fightin like whitney& bobby, but thats my muthafuckin nigga, & we be bout hella funny.
(chest motto comming soon, will read "I am my brothers keeper"

How I love my job.

A NIGGA BE HELLA BORED! But I mean its only training, so I'm sure it'll get better but as far as right now goes, this shitt aint even cool lol, the past two days have been us(the new hires) sitting stationary watchin & reading power points while signing about every piece of paper they have in that damn office lol, & If you know me I am NOT stationary personn at all, I thought I had the system figured out the first day I'd just chop it up with the "PYT" but today a nigga got bored of that pretty smile & as you can see the only person I can turn to was my good ol' homeboii "BiC". I mean it was either him or the really, really, really ,really weird Indian guy next to me.lol not to be mean but yehh cus its from MARS or sumthiin. But I must say I did my thangg, with this loaded ass snowboarded tlkin bout "letg go brooo!,whooo" lol

Big Sean - Way Out

& They got the nerves to talk about our pants. Pshhhh


So us young'ns stay with somebody in our ear bout the way we dress, whether if its about our expensive taste, our random sayings on our shirts, colorful shoes, but mainly the way "we let our pants hang off out asses", thats in quotes cus I know at least 10 people over the age of 30 just got done saying it, or my favorite " yall look like yall walkin around wit a shitty diaper on"(that was my grams fav, one too) lol, but yehh & I see this muthafuckaa walkin around savemart with his left ass cheek hangin , swangin & dangalangin.
NOT COOL!
(it doesnt look that bad in the pic, but when that left leg got lifted, OH MY!)

Mistah Fab - Ants in ya Pants

(i believe those were denim eating ants)

Oh, Oh sheilaa!

Looks whos backk, youll hear her comming around the corner tlkin bout "RAWR"

Ready For The World - Oh Sheila

Saturday, February 27, 2010

I got smashed on.

So my mom just came in the love shack & completely smashed on me about my post "what mother doesnt know, wont hurt her". The whole time in the back of my head I'm wanting to say "Did you not see my newest post, that says I QUIT SMOKING?" lol but id rather keep my life, so yehh.


Eminem - Cleaning Out my Closet (this song choice is just for the chorus)

I officially QUIT smoking.

DONT even ask.


Atmosphere - Shrooms

Thursday, February 25, 2010

What mother doesn't know, wont hurt her.

So, my mother officially knows I smoke an insane amount of weed, dank, aunt mary, reefer, herb, marijuana or whatever you kids call it these days. I mean I'm sure she already knew or at least suspected at some point, there's no way she couldn't of known considering the bigass hemp bag on my wall that clearly says "JAMAICA BRAND CANNABIS,KNOCKS YOU OFF YOUR ASS", also there's always lighters everywhere in my room, along with a grinder & just a bunch of stuff that just screams "hey mom. look Im a pothead" lol. The reason Im sure of it now is because the whole entire left wall in my room is covered with pictured of all different type of buds( as you can see to the left), I just said fuck it & decided to put all these weed magazine I don't use anymore to use. My mom & I don't really have that tell each other everything relationship, its more of a I'm not gunna say anything that'll risk getting me in trouble. I know my moms not dumb, I just choose not to tell her, when I tell her I'm goin to my friends at 2 or 3 in the morning I know she knows I'm up to no good, she just chooses not to talk further about it & I choose not to say anything about it.lol

Dj Paul - 100 Blunts

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Wait didn't Canadians invent hockey?

yehh, their pist.
somebodys walkin around with a pocket full of shells lookin for the first american they see.

Rage Against The Machine - Bulls on Parade

What's the answer for #7

Whats the title about you ask? well these two strapping young Cal students went to school with me in hell(tracy). We proudly cheated our way thru 11th & 12th grade,we were pro's at the shoulder tap, morris code & the old teacher distraction, they obviously cheated alott more than me since their Cal students. We found out that each other both ride fixed gear bikes(btw i call mine bertha) & it was on, no homosexual stuff but it was one of the funner days I've had in awhile even if I did get a ticket for PUBLIC URINATION, yeh yehh I know it was pretty eventful, we really just did hella riding, practiced some shitt off of Embarcadero (I got my keo spin down), were nasty with the wheelies & I'm proud to say i was the only one to fall but I was the only one goin hard so booo yowww.lol but yeh i love my bike bertha, shout out to you baby

Hieroglyphics - Miles to the Sun

Why so complicated?

This whole month got me thinkin alott about relationships, the little turtles from see's candies & Free from 106 & Park. Mainly how shitts just so much more complicated than it needs to be, do you remember back in middle school when going with someone wasn't a stretched painstaking amount of time? It was so simple, it was like "hey your cute, you wanna go out" "your cute too, ok". Why cant it just be like that ageen? I mean I understand there's more precautions now that were all older & errthingg but still. Also race has became big as well, back on the middle school days nobody really cared about that shitt, nobody even brought it up & nowadays its like in the back of everyones head, and personally its annoying. But yehh think about that.

Talent Couture ft. Kid Cudi - So Cool