Monday, October 27, 2008
japanese bruce willis
so tell me... WHAT KINDA JAPANESE MAN IS FORTUNATE ENOUGH TO GROW UP LOOKIN LIKE BRUCE WILLIS...
Thursday, October 23, 2008
mobile blogging.
WHAT'S GOOD! lol
waiting for david's ass to come out of his apartment so i can bring him to work... He just woke up... Yo david, stop bein sucha nigguh. lol
K he's here bye
waiting for david's ass to come out of his apartment so i can bring him to work... He just woke up... Yo david, stop bein sucha nigguh. lol
K he's here bye
Monday, October 20, 2008
imma starBURST-INTO-TEARS-AND-DIE.
like, are you fucking kidding me?! YOUTUBE. not ONE but TWO videos?!?! YOU recommend these berries and cream videos to ME?!!?!? don't you know i'm fuckin terrified of that dude... and that i think he's the fuckin anti-christ...
DSFKLASFJ !!!!!!!!!!
LOOK AT HIS EYES... i mean like.. wtf!! what was starburst thinking.... i just wanna roll up into a ball.. and cry myself to sleep now...
i don't know why he scares me... but i can ASSUME that maybe.... just maybe.. he subconsciously reminds me of drop dead fred.... that perverted scary ass motherfucker that no one can see!!
would you want this nigguh looking up your skirt like that? it sends more than fuckin tingles down my spine... maybe even cause MS.. (multiple sclerosis, not microsoft ..hahah)...
FHJKFHDKF H!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ANYWAY...
has anyone seen opus? LOL.. im about to make missing/reward signs for him.. because i feel like he really disappeared off the face of the earth......idk, wasn't he kind of a big deal before? not quite garfield status.. but.. you know..
haha, kay.. BYE.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
are you motherfuckin ADHD?!
wow, i should really be writing my essays right now.. but i just felt the urge to blog..
i'll make it real quick though (wishful thinking, ahem). hmm, i really need to clear my mind, because i have just had a MAJOR EPIPHANY.
all i want to know is ----------
well... why is it that when people talk excessively to me, i get pissed off. sometimes i'm like, "CUT TO THE FUCKIN CHASE." and it's not even their voice, tone, nor speed at which they're talking that pisses me off. it's when they just keep rambling on and on without making their point clear. i don't need the unnecessary details or at least let me get a hold of the conversation too? haha.
actually, NO! Fuck that. i'll expand my ideology by broadening my selection of people... to people who are just unclear in general when they talk... no matter how many words they use..
so with that said, this leaves us with two extremes: 1.) people who use too many words (there's a word to better describe this.. if you think of it, i'll give you 10 cool points..).. that's when i just stop listening and fail to grasp their point...... and 2.) people who limit their words which consequently are misinterpreted in an innumerable amount of ways... and that's when i just give up, because i don't get what the fuck they're trying to get across.. hmm, and i guess bad grammar could fall into this category too... because a POOR word choice in conjunction with a LIMITED word choice makes it inevitable for one to misconstrue your thoughts.
i don't know why i get so mad, but i feel it in my heart.. like my blood pressure increases.. and i just wanna say STFU.. im sleepy.. lol.. esp to those i love... probably because i'm more comfortable saying shit with no inhibition... (otherwise, im just quiet and do shit such as ... look out the window, look away, play with random objects, fall asleep, try to change the subject to something totally irrelevant.. just to name a few..).. and im sorry if i ever lashed out at anyone while they were talking.. i tend to do that a lot.. i'm kind of blunt with the "OMG, ARE YOU STILL TALKING!?".. why do you think i jump from topic to topic?! why do you think i like fast paced conversations?
but it's not like i don't try to listen.. .i try really hard.. there's just some kinda block there that dissuades me from giving you my 100% full undivided attention.. then i get headaches...ugh, and although i can be a fuckin selective ass listener... i always get the gist of what you're saying.. or at least what you're trying to say.... to be honest, a lot of you fall for my lack of listening skills more often than you think .. for example, most of you fail to notice that sometimes i only cling onto ONE of your many sentences and simply reply to it accordingly.. haha. well, in that case --- congrats... because what had just happened in actuality has officially become unbeknown to you... and *cliche alert!* ignorance is bliss *cliche alert!*. hahaha... (however, i find it funny when people DO catch me doing this.. like "you fag.. you weren't listening..i hate you..." i guess that's how i can distinguish who's smart among my friends.. haha...) but let me stress that this specific instance isn't something i do ALL the time.. it's actually quite obvious when it happens.. i only do it to those who are constantly oblivious to it..
.... but i've found a cure. hahahha.. and this is the first time i've ever felt like i could actually ... listen? ..question is.. is this for the better? is this "cure" so innocuous, that it should become something regular? i really don't know... and i wonder... does it adversely make ME one of those people who excessively talk and ramble?! should i hate myself now? lol. i mean *cliche alert!* you are you're own worst enemy *cliche alert!*. have i already gone through such a metamorphosis? why am i text messaging paragraph after paragraph... and why don't i feel the urge to satiate my need for attention.. for example, usually when im in a room full of people... i tend to do dumb shit to catch people's attention... for example. idk? breakdance in the middle the dancefloor... or say dumb shit... but right now i feel very low-key.. like i just wanna sit back and blend in....
haha.. it's crazy.... idk, is this good or bad?!!? although this cure makes me feel incredible, what i write should not all be looked at as some kind of panegyrical blog ... im seriously confused.. maybe even a bit scared...?
wow, to those who actually read this... it kinda reveals a lot about me... not to sound egocentric or whatnot.... because i'd love to know a lot about you too.. the feeling's reciprocated, mahnigguh... hahaha.. and.. i hope it answers a lot of questions about the idiosyncratic shit you put up with.... ;T .. because all this is definitely nothing i'd talk about in person.. unless you were like my bff or something (this blog is actually dedicated to one of them for being able to empathize with me through such experiences).. so i'd like to keep this all here...open to the public eye.. via internet.. secluded in this blogspot.com-microcosm-son-of-a-bitch..
BUT ON ANOTHER NOTE (a less personal note):
haha, i've decided to add what i typed in my aim profile.. because i typed it right after i blogged on this shit... lemme know what you think:
"RODNEY KING BABY
SAID I BEAT IT LIKE A COP." - weezy
lol, that line is so ignorant and horrible if you look into its context.
basically, it's like turning a family member's tragic death
into a sexual innuendo... like.. wow.. what the fuck..
and it's not even anything close to a fictional allusion... such as david beating up goliath.. or better yet something as playful as mario beating up bowser.... its FUCKIN HISTORY, NIGGUH.. and i know it's hard to find a "playful" yet sexual reference regarding cops.. but the line's so unecessary.. and WRONG!
haha... but hey, if that's what it takes to pander to your audience and make millions.. why not.. who am i to judge... rap music usually portrays anything BUT virtue. so beat it like a cop.. might as well include sean bell, i said i beat it like a cop...
in the words of chris rock: "it's hard to defend rap music nowadays."
i'll make it real quick though (wishful thinking, ahem). hmm, i really need to clear my mind, because i have just had a MAJOR EPIPHANY.
all i want to know is ----------
well... why is it that when people talk excessively to me, i get pissed off. sometimes i'm like, "CUT TO THE FUCKIN CHASE." and it's not even their voice, tone, nor speed at which they're talking that pisses me off. it's when they just keep rambling on and on without making their point clear. i don't need the unnecessary details or at least let me get a hold of the conversation too? haha.
actually, NO! Fuck that. i'll expand my ideology by broadening my selection of people... to people who are just unclear in general when they talk... no matter how many words they use..
so with that said, this leaves us with two extremes: 1.) people who use too many words (there's a word to better describe this.. if you think of it, i'll give you 10 cool points..).. that's when i just stop listening and fail to grasp their point...... and 2.) people who limit their words which consequently are misinterpreted in an innumerable amount of ways... and that's when i just give up, because i don't get what the fuck they're trying to get across.. hmm, and i guess bad grammar could fall into this category too... because a POOR word choice in conjunction with a LIMITED word choice makes it inevitable for one to misconstrue your thoughts.
i don't know why i get so mad, but i feel it in my heart.. like my blood pressure increases.. and i just wanna say STFU.. im sleepy.. lol.. esp to those i love... probably because i'm more comfortable saying shit with no inhibition... (otherwise, im just quiet and do shit such as ... look out the window, look away, play with random objects, fall asleep, try to change the subject to something totally irrelevant.. just to name a few..).. and im sorry if i ever lashed out at anyone while they were talking.. i tend to do that a lot.. i'm kind of blunt with the "OMG, ARE YOU STILL TALKING!?".. why do you think i jump from topic to topic?! why do you think i like fast paced conversations?
but it's not like i don't try to listen.. .i try really hard.. there's just some kinda block there that dissuades me from giving you my 100% full undivided attention.. then i get headaches...ugh, and although i can be a fuckin selective ass listener... i always get the gist of what you're saying.. or at least what you're trying to say.... to be honest, a lot of you fall for my lack of listening skills more often than you think .. for example, most of you fail to notice that sometimes i only cling onto ONE of your many sentences and simply reply to it accordingly.. haha. well, in that case --- congrats... because what had just happened in actuality has officially become unbeknown to you... and *cliche alert!* ignorance is bliss *cliche alert!*. hahaha... (however, i find it funny when people DO catch me doing this.. like "you fag.. you weren't listening..i hate you..." i guess that's how i can distinguish who's smart among my friends.. haha...) but let me stress that this specific instance isn't something i do ALL the time.. it's actually quite obvious when it happens.. i only do it to those who are constantly oblivious to it..
.... but i've found a cure. hahahha.. and this is the first time i've ever felt like i could actually ... listen? ..question is.. is this for the better? is this "cure" so innocuous, that it should become something regular? i really don't know... and i wonder... does it adversely make ME one of those people who excessively talk and ramble?! should i hate myself now? lol. i mean *cliche alert!* you are you're own worst enemy *cliche alert!*. have i already gone through such a metamorphosis? why am i text messaging paragraph after paragraph... and why don't i feel the urge to satiate my need for attention.. for example, usually when im in a room full of people... i tend to do dumb shit to catch people's attention... for example. idk? breakdance in the middle the dancefloor... or say dumb shit... but right now i feel very low-key.. like i just wanna sit back and blend in....
haha.. it's crazy.... idk, is this good or bad?!!? although this cure makes me feel incredible, what i write should not all be looked at as some kind of panegyrical blog ... im seriously confused.. maybe even a bit scared...?
wow, to those who actually read this... it kinda reveals a lot about me... not to sound egocentric or whatnot.... because i'd love to know a lot about you too.. the feeling's reciprocated, mahnigguh... hahaha.. and.. i hope it answers a lot of questions about the idiosyncratic shit you put up with.... ;T .. because all this is definitely nothing i'd talk about in person.. unless you were like my bff or something (this blog is actually dedicated to one of them for being able to empathize with me through such experiences).. so i'd like to keep this all here...open to the public eye.. via internet.. secluded in this blogspot.com-microcosm-son-of-a-bitch..
BUT ON ANOTHER NOTE (a less personal note):
haha, i've decided to add what i typed in my aim profile.. because i typed it right after i blogged on this shit... lemme know what you think:
"RODNEY KING BABY
SAID I BEAT IT LIKE A COP." - weezy
lol, that line is so ignorant and horrible if you look into its context.
basically, it's like turning a family member's tragic death
into a sexual innuendo... like.. wow.. what the fuck..
and it's not even anything close to a fictional allusion... such as david beating up goliath.. or better yet something as playful as mario beating up bowser.... its FUCKIN HISTORY, NIGGUH.. and i know it's hard to find a "playful" yet sexual reference regarding cops.. but the line's so unecessary.. and WRONG!
haha... but hey, if that's what it takes to pander to your audience and make millions.. why not.. who am i to judge... rap music usually portrays anything BUT virtue. so beat it like a cop.. might as well include sean bell, i said i beat it like a cop...
in the words of chris rock: "it's hard to defend rap music nowadays."
just some conversations i need to save before i forget...
mel: oh shit.. what movie is that?
someone: the.. express.. or something.. it's about ---
mel: pineapple express?
someone: no it's --
mel: oh, POLAR ..express?
someone: it's like the story of --
mel: oh, PANDA ..express?
someone: NO! it's ..
mel: the express, story of ernie davis?
someone: ... i hate you
-------------------------------
:: walking into the student center ::
mel: yo, i don't think i fit in at rutgers..
phil: why not?
mel: i'm too weird..
phil: hahah, im sure there are other weird people that go to rutgers..
mel: no but look.. everyone out here is so normal looking..
phil: haha, that's because they're waiting for the bus to come to bring them to korean church..
mel: OH!!
:: bus pulls up ::
-------------------------------
alvin: yo.. i have a list of things i want to do with you
mel: like what?!
alvin: first.. degrading hoes.. like throwing money in their faces..
mel: HAHAH.. why?!!?
alvin: okay...well maybe that's all..
-------------------------------
mel: YO BRIAN. NIGGUH. WANNA GO TO TUESDAYS?
duckie: NAH, CHILL. i can't spend money. we're in a great depression.
HAHAH.. dummy!!
-------------------------------
then one of my friends said something about how he pissed himself when he was sleeping... and that if someone said they had a good sleep, but didn't piss themselves.. then they're lying...
haha. sorry, i just needed to record these somewhere.. ill come back with a better blog... promise..
someone: the.. express.. or something.. it's about ---
mel: pineapple express?
someone: no it's --
mel: oh, POLAR ..express?
someone: it's like the story of --
mel: oh, PANDA ..express?
someone: NO! it's ..
mel: the express, story of ernie davis?
someone: ... i hate you
-------------------------------
:: walking into the student center ::
mel: yo, i don't think i fit in at rutgers..
phil: why not?
mel: i'm too weird..
phil: hahah, im sure there are other weird people that go to rutgers..
mel: no but look.. everyone out here is so normal looking..
phil: haha, that's because they're waiting for the bus to come to bring them to korean church..
mel: OH!!
:: bus pulls up ::
-------------------------------
alvin: yo.. i have a list of things i want to do with you
mel: like what?!
alvin: first.. degrading hoes.. like throwing money in their faces..
mel: HAHAH.. why?!!?
alvin: okay...well maybe that's all..
-------------------------------
mel: YO BRIAN. NIGGUH. WANNA GO TO TUESDAYS?
duckie: NAH, CHILL. i can't spend money. we're in a great depression.
HAHAH.. dummy!!
-------------------------------
then one of my friends said something about how he pissed himself when he was sleeping... and that if someone said they had a good sleep, but didn't piss themselves.. then they're lying...
haha. sorry, i just needed to record these somewhere.. ill come back with a better blog... promise..
Sunday, October 12, 2008
i think i'm in love
have you ever repeatedly heard a song play on every fucking radio station, every fucking second of the day until you gauged your eardrums out, kicking and screaming...practically BEGGING all the radio hosts in the tri-state area to stop?! me neither. but i'm sure we've came close to it. that is, UNTIL you just so happened to see the song's music video playing on mtv or fuse... and for some odd reason, it rejuvenated your love for the song...or if you initially did not like the song in the first place the video created THE start of something new.. a new love.. lol...
in my case, i couldn't stand the dream's "shawty is a ten" until i actually saw the video... aside from its cliche asthetic of "complete desaturation minus one color", i'd say the video is... not... so ... bad...?
but WHY. WHY?! is it because i'm totally in love with one of his video hoes?! is it keisha? or theresa? one of them.. the girl that says, "you should tip me.. you should tip me.." haha, she got moves for days!!
and consequently, after seein this video.. it has become one of the most commercial, most guilty pleasure---esque... (haha) song i can never get sick of..
and to further fortify my love for it, now this song possesses nostalgic reasons to love it... nothing personal, just a soundtrack song placed over good times chillen with one of my bff's.
so don't laugh when you see it on my ipod, bitches.
you just... don't... know...
it's a common experience we can all relate to:
music videos either make or break a song.
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