So every once in a while, I'll be talking to a friend and sometimes he or she will bring up the fact that they occasionally read up on our blog here and there. Let me tell you, I'm flattered. People actually care!? Probably not. I bet most of our readers are seriously just bored and already checked up on their myspace/facebook/friendster/xanga/findapix. I just want to ask for one thing:
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Check up.
It's been a while since our last post, so I figured "heck, why not hit up the old blog and let our readers enjoy a brand spankin' new post about more useless and random shit." lol. Once again, most of the blurbs I ever make are in the late night hours where most people should be sleeping.
Anyways, the biggest thing I have to offer I guess is that I've been going to the gym lately. I've always been wanting to go to the gym, but just been really lazy. Isn't that what most people are like? I finally got off my ass and started working out. Let me tell you, it was no easy task trying to get back into shape. The last time I seriously worked out, in a consistent amount of time was senior year of high school. I was pretty fit. Played football, worked out, and did a lot of outdoor activities. I would say that the defining moment of my hiatus on physical conditioning was when I first dislocated my shoulder. That was a shitty day.
Everyone knows a dislocated shoulder sucks. A dislocated anything sucks. Eventually I recovered meaning I could move my arm again, but I found out that once I dislocated my shoulder, I would have to rehab it and strengthen it. Like an idiot, I did not do so. I pretty much just laid off anything physically strenuous and went into this state of stagnancy. Not only did I not rehab my shoulder, I dislocated it two more times within a year and a half. Ouch. Since then to about a month ago, any muscle in my left arm was gone. Along with my arm, I just gave up on my whole body. I gained some weight to the point where I started noticing it! That was a red flag for me. I've never been like...super fit to where I had muscle upon muscles, but at least I was in shape and I didn't LOOK like I was lacking physicality. So in result I was really motivated to get back into working out.
I just think sometimes how dumb I was to not keep working out. It wasn't like I didn't know what I was doing. I took weight classes and I worked in two different gyms so I had some knowledge about working out. I was just plain lazy. But NO MORE!
I've been trying to get Addy and Kevin to work out with me because I wasn't the only one complaining how we need to get back into shape. Kevin is always busy with work and school and Addy....is just lazy sometimes. hahaha or he's tired from work. Whatever. lol. But they do go whenever they can. I'm just trying to get them to sign up so they would start paying money...and then they would really have to start going.
Anywho, just wanted to let all you lovely people know what's been going on with my life lately. That's pretty much it. My cousin's birthday is coming up and so is yours truly. I'll give birthday shout outs this month because it's my month and there's a shitload of people born in May. Yeeee! If you have a birthday in May, let us know and we'll leave a blog that day...or try to. lol. I'm gonna go catch some Z's now...adios!
Anyways, the biggest thing I have to offer I guess is that I've been going to the gym lately. I've always been wanting to go to the gym, but just been really lazy. Isn't that what most people are like? I finally got off my ass and started working out. Let me tell you, it was no easy task trying to get back into shape. The last time I seriously worked out, in a consistent amount of time was senior year of high school. I was pretty fit. Played football, worked out, and did a lot of outdoor activities. I would say that the defining moment of my hiatus on physical conditioning was when I first dislocated my shoulder. That was a shitty day.
Everyone knows a dislocated shoulder sucks. A dislocated anything sucks. Eventually I recovered meaning I could move my arm again, but I found out that once I dislocated my shoulder, I would have to rehab it and strengthen it. Like an idiot, I did not do so. I pretty much just laid off anything physically strenuous and went into this state of stagnancy. Not only did I not rehab my shoulder, I dislocated it two more times within a year and a half. Ouch. Since then to about a month ago, any muscle in my left arm was gone. Along with my arm, I just gave up on my whole body. I gained some weight to the point where I started noticing it! That was a red flag for me. I've never been like...super fit to where I had muscle upon muscles, but at least I was in shape and I didn't LOOK like I was lacking physicality. So in result I was really motivated to get back into working out.
I just think sometimes how dumb I was to not keep working out. It wasn't like I didn't know what I was doing. I took weight classes and I worked in two different gyms so I had some knowledge about working out. I was just plain lazy. But NO MORE!
I've been trying to get Addy and Kevin to work out with me because I wasn't the only one complaining how we need to get back into shape. Kevin is always busy with work and school and Addy....is just lazy sometimes. hahaha or he's tired from work. Whatever. lol. But they do go whenever they can. I'm just trying to get them to sign up so they would start paying money...and then they would really have to start going.
Anywho, just wanted to let all you lovely people know what's been going on with my life lately. That's pretty much it. My cousin's birthday is coming up and so is yours truly. I'll give birthday shout outs this month because it's my month and there's a shitload of people born in May. Yeeee! If you have a birthday in May, let us know and we'll leave a blog that day...or try to. lol. I'm gonna go catch some Z's now...adios!
People..
I learned many, many things today about how people work and how word gets around.
I'm typically good at reading people, being that stereotypical psychologist, and deciphering what their intentions and ideas are. Today, just proved that the theory about myself proved true. I'm going to be as vague as possible as far as details go but I am going to try and keep the main idea going. So I hear something about myself, something that typically goes behind closed doors. I'm usually a good sport about not allowing the backstabbing to affect my relationships. But right now, I don't know who to believe in my situation. Here I am, fighting to stay away from stress, but I have this amazing magnet on me that just seems to love sticking with me.
Anyways, straying away from a stressful topic.. We had a game night this night. Very interesting, being that it was seriously just a night of Sequence. Please, if you know how to play, I challenge you. I am a strategist, one who will strategize against your best strategies. I'm too tired for a real post.
I'm typically good at reading people, being that stereotypical psychologist, and deciphering what their intentions and ideas are. Today, just proved that the theory about myself proved true. I'm going to be as vague as possible as far as details go but I am going to try and keep the main idea going. So I hear something about myself, something that typically goes behind closed doors. I'm usually a good sport about not allowing the backstabbing to affect my relationships. But right now, I don't know who to believe in my situation. Here I am, fighting to stay away from stress, but I have this amazing magnet on me that just seems to love sticking with me.
Anyways, straying away from a stressful topic.. We had a game night this night. Very interesting, being that it was seriously just a night of Sequence. Please, if you know how to play, I challenge you. I am a strategist, one who will strategize against your best strategies. I'm too tired for a real post.
Warmth.
You know, I just wanted to go off Kevin's blog or blurb about music. Music is seriously the best thing in the world. I think about it and a lot of people would probably say they can't live without money or a car or pussy, but if we lived in a world without music. It would be a terrible life to live. I know this post might be pretty pointless because it's like "well no shit music is important, it's been around since the dawn of man." Yeah I know that, but I just wanted to share how music is important to me.
Through the bullshit in my life, I know there is a song out there that I can relate to. Nothing makes me feel better than a tune that just resonates with my soul. I know that sounds cliche, but I really do get that feeling. Every night when I sleep, I like to listen to music mainly because I hate complete silence. I always have my music on, if I'm doing homework, playing games, or chillin; I never get tired of it.
Another thing that I want to share is, which I usually don't, is my enjoyment to sing. I like to sing, but not many people know that because I'm really shy to sing out loud. Now I've been told that I'm a "good" singer, but I don't really know if people are just being nice. Whatever their true opinion may be, I personally think I'm alright. I'm at least musically tuned to know if I'm off-key or if I can or can't sing a certain note. I don't have a magically gifted voice that just dazzles people, but I also don't have a voice that sounds like a cat being strangled. I guess I bring this up because I can understand why Kevin wants to learn how to sing, as do I. Sometimes when stuff is on your mind and you want to express it, simply just talking it out doesn't do the job; that's why most people sing. You're just putting yourself out there and putting meaning behind what you're singing. I think about all those R&B artist like Ne-yo or Usher and appreciate the fact that they aren't just expressing themselves by talking about it on a track, but by singing their hearts out. But beside all the fame and talent that they have, the reason they sing is the same reason I sing, they just do it better. Haha.
Honestly, whenever I go through some certain situation, such as the most recent one, I find myself listening to a song that I can relate to and just singing it the best I can because it's what I have to say without just saying it. I really do want sing publicly sometimes, but I guess I'm afraid that people will think I'm terrible or whatnot, but honestly, I shouldn't worry about if they like me or not. I should be singing because I have a message to convey and share with other people. Of course it would help if I actually sang well lol. I don't know...I was thinking about working with Kevin and put down some videos of our attempt to be musically talented. It's something to do. I guess y'all just have to see.
Through the bullshit in my life, I know there is a song out there that I can relate to. Nothing makes me feel better than a tune that just resonates with my soul. I know that sounds cliche, but I really do get that feeling. Every night when I sleep, I like to listen to music mainly because I hate complete silence. I always have my music on, if I'm doing homework, playing games, or chillin; I never get tired of it.
Another thing that I want to share is, which I usually don't, is my enjoyment to sing. I like to sing, but not many people know that because I'm really shy to sing out loud. Now I've been told that I'm a "good" singer, but I don't really know if people are just being nice. Whatever their true opinion may be, I personally think I'm alright. I'm at least musically tuned to know if I'm off-key or if I can or can't sing a certain note. I don't have a magically gifted voice that just dazzles people, but I also don't have a voice that sounds like a cat being strangled. I guess I bring this up because I can understand why Kevin wants to learn how to sing, as do I. Sometimes when stuff is on your mind and you want to express it, simply just talking it out doesn't do the job; that's why most people sing. You're just putting yourself out there and putting meaning behind what you're singing. I think about all those R&B artist like Ne-yo or Usher and appreciate the fact that they aren't just expressing themselves by talking about it on a track, but by singing their hearts out. But beside all the fame and talent that they have, the reason they sing is the same reason I sing, they just do it better. Haha.
Honestly, whenever I go through some certain situation, such as the most recent one, I find myself listening to a song that I can relate to and just singing it the best I can because it's what I have to say without just saying it. I really do want sing publicly sometimes, but I guess I'm afraid that people will think I'm terrible or whatnot, but honestly, I shouldn't worry about if they like me or not. I should be singing because I have a message to convey and share with other people. Of course it would help if I actually sang well lol. I don't know...I was thinking about working with Kevin and put down some videos of our attempt to be musically talented. It's something to do. I guess y'all just have to see.
Fountain
Before I lay down, I want to recommend each and every one of you to put aside 3 hours of your time to watch the epic piece called, "Planet Earth." Mainly comprised of non-human altered segments of the world, it shows us ignorant humans how life really goes everywhere other than our cozy little shelters. How beautiful time and life is when you actually go out to see it. I see myself in one of the places, without work and school, and being content. Then again, all I ever do is work and go to school.
Seriously, if anyone is down to give me vocal lessons, get at me. crambosho@gmail.com
good night
Build Me Up Buttercup
I decided that Raymond likes to post too much, so I will intervene on his streak and blurb some shit about my own life.
To be completely honest, not too much has changed, but I gotta say, I've picked up a new love, music. Raymond, Addy and I recently went to the guitar center over by valley fair, and man, those drum machines are beastly, especially this one $3k MIDI keyboard that comes with a drum machine within itself. That, and my ukulele. The biggest thing I want to really work on is my voice. If you guys know anyone, or if you yourself are willing to coach a lonely, bad singer, please hit me up. I figured I'm stuck at home during school and work breaks, that maybe playing the guitar, ukulele and possibly making beats can be what I'm "good" at. Who knows, maybe I'll forget about them in a day or two.
My next song..
Anyways, work has been stressful. I've always worked hard to get to where I was, only to find out that where I've gone, isn't really anywhere. Best Buy recently decided to go through this "restructure" in terms of leadership and management roles in our business. Fortunately, my pay, though not as good as it stands, wasn't affected, nor my position, but my seniors, supervisors and mangers were. That was a lot commas. And that was a run on sentence. Anyways, I've been working my ass off to get that damn full time spot as a senior, but with the position "restructure" it has all but quickened my pursuit for that position. Now, I see myself as yet another lowly, someone who needs to restart and work from the bottom up. Unfortunately, I'm not the salesman I used to be. I realize that I'm more of a leader, a person who gets satisfaction from successful peers. To continue, supervisor spots have gone from about 5-7 in the store, to about 3-4. Supposedly Best Buy has been planning this "restructure" since before the economic recession had begun, but who are we to believe? For all we know, they could have thought about this 2 weeks ago, and panicked in lure of this damn depression.
That leads me to another thought.
What kind of expectation are we putting on Obama? A black man who will take the troops out, save us from this recession, create equality for all races, and make America strong in patriotism? Please, if people weren't so desperate for perfection, then Obama wouldn't be such a saint. Hear me out, Obama, I think, is going to be a significant president, not because of what we EXPECT out of him, but because what he is UP AGAINST. I hate this hype that surrounds the idea that things will change overnight, or even in four years. He's one person, though true backed by government, still needs time to heal anything. Government is a slow moving process.
Anyways, I'm not a big politics guy, but it amazes me to see people begging to get out of the depression, when it requires people to actually spend money. People need to spend money everyday to spread the wealth and put money back into our economic system to get things rolling back to how it used to. Then again, it requires cooperation out of the billions of people that live here, and common sense tells us that any group larger than 10+ have virtually no cooperation.
School ends in about four weeks. Third year is coming up. I could of sworn I just graduated out of high school. Time and time again, I've been trippin over the same bullshit this past year, my life is all work, no play, and moving way too fast. The trip to LA wasn't horrible, in fact, it was one of the best trips ever. Why do I feel a bit of animosity towards it? It made me realize how my life is about living for tomorrow, not today. The things I was doing today was to make sure that tomorrow wouldn't be fucked up, and hopefully for the day that follows. I would plan my life 5 days ahead, literally to the hour, everyday.
So for now, the ukulele will be my best friend, and I will be attempting to work on my voice. Nothing else to it. I've got to do homework so that tomorrow I can hang out with my friends, and to make up for that I have to do my online assignment Sunday night. See that?
Good night.
To be completely honest, not too much has changed, but I gotta say, I've picked up a new love, music. Raymond, Addy and I recently went to the guitar center over by valley fair, and man, those drum machines are beastly, especially this one $3k MIDI keyboard that comes with a drum machine within itself. That, and my ukulele. The biggest thing I want to really work on is my voice. If you guys know anyone, or if you yourself are willing to coach a lonely, bad singer, please hit me up. I figured I'm stuck at home during school and work breaks, that maybe playing the guitar, ukulele and possibly making beats can be what I'm "good" at. Who knows, maybe I'll forget about them in a day or two.
My next song..
Anyways, work has been stressful. I've always worked hard to get to where I was, only to find out that where I've gone, isn't really anywhere. Best Buy recently decided to go through this "restructure" in terms of leadership and management roles in our business. Fortunately, my pay, though not as good as it stands, wasn't affected, nor my position, but my seniors, supervisors and mangers were. That was a lot commas. And that was a run on sentence. Anyways, I've been working my ass off to get that damn full time spot as a senior, but with the position "restructure" it has all but quickened my pursuit for that position. Now, I see myself as yet another lowly, someone who needs to restart and work from the bottom up. Unfortunately, I'm not the salesman I used to be. I realize that I'm more of a leader, a person who gets satisfaction from successful peers. To continue, supervisor spots have gone from about 5-7 in the store, to about 3-4. Supposedly Best Buy has been planning this "restructure" since before the economic recession had begun, but who are we to believe? For all we know, they could have thought about this 2 weeks ago, and panicked in lure of this damn depression.
That leads me to another thought.
What kind of expectation are we putting on Obama? A black man who will take the troops out, save us from this recession, create equality for all races, and make America strong in patriotism? Please, if people weren't so desperate for perfection, then Obama wouldn't be such a saint. Hear me out, Obama, I think, is going to be a significant president, not because of what we EXPECT out of him, but because what he is UP AGAINST. I hate this hype that surrounds the idea that things will change overnight, or even in four years. He's one person, though true backed by government, still needs time to heal anything. Government is a slow moving process.
Anyways, I'm not a big politics guy, but it amazes me to see people begging to get out of the depression, when it requires people to actually spend money. People need to spend money everyday to spread the wealth and put money back into our economic system to get things rolling back to how it used to. Then again, it requires cooperation out of the billions of people that live here, and common sense tells us that any group larger than 10+ have virtually no cooperation.
School ends in about four weeks. Third year is coming up. I could of sworn I just graduated out of high school. Time and time again, I've been trippin over the same bullshit this past year, my life is all work, no play, and moving way too fast. The trip to LA wasn't horrible, in fact, it was one of the best trips ever. Why do I feel a bit of animosity towards it? It made me realize how my life is about living for tomorrow, not today. The things I was doing today was to make sure that tomorrow wouldn't be fucked up, and hopefully for the day that follows. I would plan my life 5 days ahead, literally to the hour, everyday.
So for now, the ukulele will be my best friend, and I will be attempting to work on my voice. Nothing else to it. I've got to do homework so that tomorrow I can hang out with my friends, and to make up for that I have to do my online assignment Sunday night. See that?
Good night.
Shout out.
So I was on facebook and a friend of mine from high school, Cherelle Cruz, wrote this awesome piece on the Notes application. I just wanted to post it up here because I think its a real thoughtful and insightful blurb and I wanted to share it with our readers. Anyways, Check it out:
Realize it, I’m Independent
I was in this period in my life where I wanted a boyfriend. Where I felt that I needed someone there to help me feel that comfort. That one self realization from another. But what I didn’t know, was that my mind was set to be with someone to show others I’m taken, to prove that I am happy with this other individual, to carry on from the pain I possessed inside of my will to make him feel my pain. Him, my old lover, who now I see loves someone else other than me. Him, the guy who I once loved, who I thought was “forever”. When it was for then, for when it happened, for the past, for now is for-never. We have this ideal of saying “never say never”, but I say it because maybe it is a never. Maybe it is a past event that we live in and realize more than what is taken. I’ve felt that jealous behavior than I never intended to. Because the proven fact that I still loved him, that I still think of him, miss him, want him. I wanted something, that something between us where I thought we would last…is now what became nothing... Now, he grows day by day getting to know this other girl. Who soon he will love, and say those three little words that I wanted to hear from him to me but he has this one, this someone he defines his happiness. Sometimes, it hurts. But I can’t let my deepest pain I hold inside be apart within another person. It shows my weakness. It shows that from my weakest point I needed someone and it shows my insecurity. It will show that I was not strong enough to build a self-realization out of me. When we are ever in our darkest light or that weak point, some of us have to learn day by day through our self. Don’t let the pain possessed in you carry onto someone else, because you soon then think that its you when really its not and your soul becomes the weak link of your core. I was close to that point and saw it in others. Saw that their weakest core became an action onto me, testing my feelings that I knew. That I had broken a heart of my lack of knowing me, knowing what I really wanted, knowing that my pain was brought onto the heart that I shattered in pieces. Which then made me see and uncover that life passes by with questions and answers. That as of me, I ask where must I stand? How I stand? What strongly defines the woman I am? I answer to you, to God, to myself that the inner core of this soul, is known for being Independent. I now let myself complete me, not let someone else complete but lighten me more of what can be me, of what is me. I also say, don’t let a guy, a girl find your completeness. You got to find it, then that other person will liven it. Which then makes you a better person within. Real love will come my way unexpectedly and in this state of mind of now I’m not ready. I’ll live for me and I had realized that I’m better as this individual. What makes me out of other women who may lack their security, is this Independent Soul.
www.youtube.com/mscherellecruz
http://www.myspace.com/tahitihipz
Realize it, I’m Independent
I was in this period in my life where I wanted a boyfriend. Where I felt that I needed someone there to help me feel that comfort. That one self realization from another. But what I didn’t know, was that my mind was set to be with someone to show others I’m taken, to prove that I am happy with this other individual, to carry on from the pain I possessed inside of my will to make him feel my pain. Him, my old lover, who now I see loves someone else other than me. Him, the guy who I once loved, who I thought was “forever”. When it was for then, for when it happened, for the past, for now is for-never. We have this ideal of saying “never say never”, but I say it because maybe it is a never. Maybe it is a past event that we live in and realize more than what is taken. I’ve felt that jealous behavior than I never intended to. Because the proven fact that I still loved him, that I still think of him, miss him, want him. I wanted something, that something between us where I thought we would last…is now what became nothing... Now, he grows day by day getting to know this other girl. Who soon he will love, and say those three little words that I wanted to hear from him to me but he has this one, this someone he defines his happiness. Sometimes, it hurts. But I can’t let my deepest pain I hold inside be apart within another person. It shows my weakness. It shows that from my weakest point I needed someone and it shows my insecurity. It will show that I was not strong enough to build a self-realization out of me. When we are ever in our darkest light or that weak point, some of us have to learn day by day through our self. Don’t let the pain possessed in you carry onto someone else, because you soon then think that its you when really its not and your soul becomes the weak link of your core. I was close to that point and saw it in others. Saw that their weakest core became an action onto me, testing my feelings that I knew. That I had broken a heart of my lack of knowing me, knowing what I really wanted, knowing that my pain was brought onto the heart that I shattered in pieces. Which then made me see and uncover that life passes by with questions and answers. That as of me, I ask where must I stand? How I stand? What strongly defines the woman I am? I answer to you, to God, to myself that the inner core of this soul, is known for being Independent. I now let myself complete me, not let someone else complete but lighten me more of what can be me, of what is me. I also say, don’t let a guy, a girl find your completeness. You got to find it, then that other person will liven it. Which then makes you a better person within. Real love will come my way unexpectedly and in this state of mind of now I’m not ready. I’ll live for me and I had realized that I’m better as this individual. What makes me out of other women who may lack their security, is this Independent Soul.
www.youtube.com/mscherellecruz
http://www.myspace.com/tahitihipz
Tonight.
Tonight, I lost a close friend.
Normally, I wouldn't post about this sort of stuff, but it's really important to me. And I wouldn't post this if I wasn't sure about this. I never had such a deep reflective look on my life before. I always thought I knew what I was talking about or what I was doing, but I guess I didn't. I can say that the greatest and worst thing for me was that I made a mistake. Worst because I lost someone. Greatest because I learned something. I learned that I am not above anyone. I am human and I make mistakes. I learned to move on and live life. I never thought it would come to this, but it did. My failure to be smart about things led to my demise. I made her feel bad about a lot of things and influenced her when it was none of my business. I only tried to help because I cared so much. Regardless, what happened happened and there is no excuse.
I am going to say I will truly miss her. Not because of the relationship we had or the things we did, but the feeling I had when I was around her. I don't know what it was, but it was a connection. I always looked at it for the very moment it was there. It was about the now for me and not the later. Which is exactly why I must move on. The "now" is that she's gone. I don't care what anybody says, I'm hurt because I lost a friend.
We can no longer be close because of certain stipulations. I was once the man that she could talk to about anything, the one she could cry to, yell at, and just be that someone that listens, but no more. I could tell her anything and she would listen, but no more. It's a sad thing to see happen, but it happens. I only wish that it is still there in the future, but like I said, I don't look into the later, I'm looking into the now on this.
I just want to say I'm sorry. Sorry for any hurt I put you through. Sorry for any anger that I caused you. Sorry for being in your life at a time where I shouldn't have been. Would I change anything? No. Hate me all you want. My feelings remain. I'm not asking for any sympathy or empathy. I just want to express myself. The only thing I'm worried about is myself. What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger right? I live my life for the life I live. Goodbye, Ness.
Normally, I wouldn't post about this sort of stuff, but it's really important to me. And I wouldn't post this if I wasn't sure about this. I never had such a deep reflective look on my life before. I always thought I knew what I was talking about or what I was doing, but I guess I didn't. I can say that the greatest and worst thing for me was that I made a mistake. Worst because I lost someone. Greatest because I learned something. I learned that I am not above anyone. I am human and I make mistakes. I learned to move on and live life. I never thought it would come to this, but it did. My failure to be smart about things led to my demise. I made her feel bad about a lot of things and influenced her when it was none of my business. I only tried to help because I cared so much. Regardless, what happened happened and there is no excuse.
I am going to say I will truly miss her. Not because of the relationship we had or the things we did, but the feeling I had when I was around her. I don't know what it was, but it was a connection. I always looked at it for the very moment it was there. It was about the now for me and not the later. Which is exactly why I must move on. The "now" is that she's gone. I don't care what anybody says, I'm hurt because I lost a friend.
We can no longer be close because of certain stipulations. I was once the man that she could talk to about anything, the one she could cry to, yell at, and just be that someone that listens, but no more. I could tell her anything and she would listen, but no more. It's a sad thing to see happen, but it happens. I only wish that it is still there in the future, but like I said, I don't look into the later, I'm looking into the now on this.
I just want to say I'm sorry. Sorry for any hurt I put you through. Sorry for any anger that I caused you. Sorry for being in your life at a time where I shouldn't have been. Would I change anything? No. Hate me all you want. My feelings remain. I'm not asking for any sympathy or empathy. I just want to express myself. The only thing I'm worried about is myself. What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger right? I live my life for the life I live. Goodbye, Ness.
Real Talk.
Ok seriously. Soul Calibur IV. I love that game. If there was one game I am confident with, it's sc4.
I know people has there "game" that they sit on a throne with, such as Lance with Madden, or Kevin with initial D, or addy with....I dont know. hahaha. But Soul Calibur...I'm down to play anyone. Hit me up on xbl: kazoo15
Holla. Btw, as a group, our games are call of duty or left4dead. Yup. We're not nerds. Shut up. lol
I know people has there "game" that they sit on a throne with, such as Lance with Madden, or Kevin with initial D, or addy with....I dont know. hahaha. But Soul Calibur...I'm down to play anyone. Hit me up on xbl: kazoo15
Holla. Btw, as a group, our games are call of duty or left4dead. Yup. We're not nerds. Shut up. lol
Garbage.
This is for all my haters out there. Yes, I've taken the time to post a little blog on how childish you all are =). So I've been hearing a lot lately about some certain little dicks, or I mean dick, thats been talking shit about me. Now I honestly want to say that I am not bothered by it whatsoever. In fact, I think it's hilarious. I mean here I am doing my own shit, minding my own business, and I have a little fan club that talks about me and thinks about me all the time. I don't even know if I should think you kids are really talking shit or just in love with me. It's so funny how you boys take the time and effort to hate on me when none of you know anything about me. Classic high school. Then again, you are eighteen years old, I should've expected it.
I can only guess that this tantrum is caused by pure jealousy or gay love, whatever the case may be please continue. Talk all the shit you want because it only makes you look more ridiculous. I honestly can say that I don't have shit to say about you because, quite frankly, I don't have the time! Why should I care about this little boy blabbering some nonsense? Oh well. The only thing that I gots to say is suck my nut you fucking pussy. ggFTWKTHXLOL! Bitch.
I can only guess that this tantrum is caused by pure jealousy or gay love, whatever the case may be please continue. Talk all the shit you want because it only makes you look more ridiculous. I honestly can say that I don't have shit to say about you because, quite frankly, I don't have the time! Why should I care about this little boy blabbering some nonsense? Oh well. The only thing that I gots to say is suck my nut you fucking pussy. ggFTWKTHXLOL! Bitch.