oh i'm SO nerdy.

why? well, excluding a plethora of other reasons, i just saw Alien X on Ben 10 Alien Force and i'm all geeked like i just won a prize...lol and yea, i watch ben 10. yea, i'm 17. say something.

O5000

ugh...

okay idk where my mind's been today but i just realized that i completely spaced on my writing/recording responsibilities. now it's too late to record anything, but i can still write. i'm just really peeved that i really let the whole day slip through my mind.

i've been thinking about her a lot (the one i like but don't wanna like cuz it's destined to never work out) and it's messing me up apparently. i really wanted to record my verses for magic, that song's so smooth (you'd know if ur speakers were on and ur pc wasn't a jerk-off) and i wanted to have it finished y'know? argh, i'm not feeling particularly expressive at the moment.


out.

random, much?

look at the talk box to the right...i got clowned by "borat"

lol, that made my day

no.

i think i still kinda like this one friend of mine that i had liked forever and never had the 'nads to say anything to her about it. here's the transcript of me talking to her brother about it a few weeks ago(read from the bottom to the top, of course):

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Kvn.
Date: Aug 15, 2008 5:35 PM


o. idk, that's a feeling managed by something beyond my control i guess

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: I did 3 things 2day miss u miss u n miss u 8/15/08
Date: Aug 15, 2008 8:32 PM


my sis

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Kvn.
Date: Aug 15, 2008 5:20 PM



---- or your sister?
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: I did 3 things 2day miss u miss u n miss u 8/15/08
Date: Aug 15, 2008 8:14 PM


i still don't see whats so great about her...

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Kvn.
Date: Aug 15, 2008 5:09 PM


no idea. it's kinda weird cuz sometimes i feel like i still like your sis a lil. then i take that feeling and beat it into submission. but that reluctant SOB keeps coming up.

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: I did 3 things 2day miss u miss u n miss u 8/15/08
Date: Aug 15, 2008 7:23 PM


so when are yall gonna go out

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Kvn.
Date: Aug 15, 2008 3:49 PM



yea, but we don't have any classes together. we just eat lunch together every day.
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: I did 3 things 2day miss u miss u n miss u 8/15/08
Date: Aug 15, 2008 6:43 PM


yeah.
so wats up wit u and ----...do u still talk to her?






main problems with this are:
A). she only sees me as a friend, and barely that on some days
B). she shudders at other people mentioning us going out (which is like a 12-gauge to the self-esteem, but i manage)
and C). she's moving soon...

lol, C is actually the least of my worries compared to A and B

idk why i even like her still. it's annoying and it hurts for no damn reason...the whole us thing will NEVER happen. oil and water don't mix, and she's hydrophobic.



ok i lied, that's not the main problem.

the main problem is that i like ----(idk why i'm censoring her name, i just feel like it) now, and i really wanna go out with her, but that feeling is being conflicted by the aforementioned feeling.

to put it simply, my interests are divided and it's headache.

man, this post is a mess. my thoughts are all over the place right now...sorry to whoever read this far.


hm, on a brighter note, i've got three more projects in the works as of yet:
Shooter ft. Ms. Porsh
Magic (KvnTheTruth remix) - Robin Thicke
and a special DP collab (it's like 10 of us on there altogether).

Magic's done...just gotta record
Shooter's being written
and the DP collab's being written simultaneously with Shooter...(it's fun to swap bars).

oh, and since i mentioned Ms. Porsh i guess i'll plug her blogger page: http://msporsh.blogspot.com/

don't know much about her, but she's got some dope music and this collab should be pretty dope and at the end of the day, isn't that what matters?

outty 5000...and 1.

Folie a Deux

FINALLY!!!!
The new Fall Out Boy cd has been announced, along with a release date!!!! (November 4, 2008...sound familiar?)...this just made my week. Of course I'm already bumping their Welcome to The New Administration mixtape...it's mostly other Decaydence artists, but it does have like 5 new FOB demos. The Lake Effect Kid is looking as a favorite, as of yet. Doesn't matter, I'm just at an enhanced state of euphoria right now. Music ROCKS





Outty 5000!!!!

One of THOSE Nights (Unofficial [K!] Video)

I'm surprised I hadn't posted this already. I made this video back in June while my mom and grandma were away at funeral. I think it took place around 4 a.m. I was madd bored. Editing took about 3 days. Could've taken 2, but I got lazy...o well. Anyways, here it is:






like it. lump it. 's all good.
i like it.

O5g's.

"you have an exquisite writer"

as opposed to "you are an exquisite writer". that's what the lit teacher wrote on my paper after she read my journal entry.

she has three degrees.

she reminds us constantly.

she never said what subject she got them in though.

outty. 5g's.

continuing from the previous entry...

it's so odd.
imagine you were a helium atom. you have two electrons connected to you, always moving, never coming near each other. the matching polarities prevent it, right? of course. now, imagine one day, you're floating around, content with your helium-ness, when you notice that your two electons have done something incredibly odd. they've touched. now the pair float around you as if composed of a single unit. it wasn't expected, it's not especially harmful, it's just odd. there are still two electrons there and that's what really matters, but their defiant act of connectivity is baffling. you, helium, don't know how to react, you can't react. you just watch as this strange procession continues. you wonder what will develop, what will come of it, how it will affect you in the end. all the while you're still reeling at the fact that it happened.

that's me right now.

confused helium.

not-wizard.
outty 5g's.

three words.

EDIT: THIS BLOG HAS BEEN ALTERED TO PREVENT FALSE SPECULATION.

eat fresh.

you ever see those subway commercials? y'know, the ones with the ridiculously oppressed kids that have no choice in anything in their lives except the food they eat? what marketing genius came up with that one? it doesn't make me want subway, makes me want to slap the führer parent.

Producton has started

on my new mixtape, hereby known as Almost Famous. I've got the title down and a tentative list of tracks. I doubt they all make the cut (format: Song - Instrumental used):

1. Takeoff (Intro) - Mic Check instrumental
2. They Know ft. Young Boogie - They Know instrumental
3. Superstar - Superstar instrumental
4. The Undeniable Truth - Undeniable instrumental
5. Becky's Thong Skit
6. Ghetto Ambience - original instrumental
7. Money, Power, Respect - Money, Power, Respect instrumental
8. Cannon - Cannon instrumental
9. For My Pops - Dontgetit instrumental
10. The Countdown - We Takin Over instrumental
11. Spoken Word Freestyle - A Capella
12. I'm So Hood - I'm So Hood instrumental
13. Sunshine - Sunshine instrumental
14. Jockin' KT - Jockin Jay-Z instrumental
15. A Milli - A Milli instrumental
16. Can't Tell Me Nothin - Can't Tell Me Nothin instrumental
17. Dumb It Down - Dumb It Down instrumental
18. Gun Bustin Is A Habit ft. Junior Cash - Stuntin' Is A Habit instrumental
19. Success ft. ???? - Success instrumental
20. Mr. Carter - Mr. Carter instrumental
21. Just Like ME - Come On Baby instrumental
22. Here I Am - Here I Am instrumental
23. Old Emotion - Imagine instrumental
24. Incredible - Incredible instrumental
25. Outty 5000...and 1 - Outty 5000/Get down instrumental
26. *I'm N Luv (Wit A Scholar) - I'm N Luv instrumental
27. *Sexual Harassment - Sexual Eruption instrumental

*Bonus Track

before i record true magic 2...

i've decided to release another mixtape before it. it's just, i don't want to be limited to only mos def beats on my first tape, y'know? now, with that being said, what am i going call this tape?

titles i like as of now:
Almost Famous (based on my favorite movie, plus that's kinda the general feeling shared among us underground artists)
King Without A Crown (it's the title of a Matisyahu song i like, another title analogous with underground artists)

, that's pretty much it so far...i'll probably come up with some more later, but those are the only ones i like and don't think are too cheesy.

wait, scratch that.

so i finally pulled my twists out...the itching was getting to be unbearable. i think i got about halfway through before i realized that i don't really have to maintain the remaining ones (y'know cuz i'm pullin 'em out anyway)....so i scratched. and scratched. and scratched. it felt SO good. like the best feeling ever besides sleep and sex. i swear i sat down and scratched for a good 5 or 6 minutes. now, of course, my head's all sore and what not. no regrets though. my hair looks very interesting right now. like a forest of springs. it's kinda cool, too bad i have to wash it out. it'll probably retain some of it's curliness though since i had these things in for so long. wonder when i'll get it retwisted, hmmm. whelp, i'm gonna go watch flapjack.



ADVENTURE!!!!! lol

Outty. 5g's. wizard.

it gives you (satisfaction).

maaaan, me and my homeboi just murdered some chicken and fries. can you say lethargic? man i'm about to be TOO outta here. the itis. it's something serious.






outty. 5000-somethin. wizard.

what a wonderful caricature of sanity!

here's me in a freakishly large nutshell, typing sporadically:

kvn(kevin, sans the vowels)
17 for the time being
i'm not sure how to explain myself, it's difficult.
i like music. a lot. sooo much.
it's weird.
i feel weird when there's not a pair of headphones around my neck.
i listen to EVERYTHING (except for that devil-worship stuff, i'll pass)
i really mean everything. from hip-hop to hungarian (lol, corny).
japanese music owns (or pwns? still don't know the difference).
i do drawstuff.
i say things like "drawstuff"
sometimes not on purpose.
which scares me.
slightly.
i like taking funny pictures.
well, i really just like taking pictures.
oh em gee(i hate when people spell it like that) am i rambling?
i'll stop now.
no, i won't.
harry potter? owns (pwns?)
lord of the rings? awesome(ness)
a series of unfortunate events (eh, it'll do)
fat kid rules the world (madd interesante)
Fall Out Boy? (que bueno)
as well as Panic! At The Disco (let's get these teenage hearts beating)
Ludacris (move,bitch! please?)
a plethora of others.
i'm the only one at school with a Samsung Juke.
that's just an interesting fact, not something i go around rubbing in people's faces.
heck, most of their phones kick the hell outta mine.
(why say heck if i'm just going to say hell anyway?)
just a me thing.
ok. now i'll stop typing.
seriously.
now.
done.
for real.
i swear.
now!
no, now!
grrr....
ok.
done.
just gonna stop typ-...

scrubbles...yea, scrubbles. lol, scrubbles.

ok, goofy name aside, that game is addictive.

i dream of you amid the flowers.

continuing with talks of my rainy day infatuation, i love listening to Daydreamin' by Lupe Fiasco during a storm. I'll lay there, lights out, window open, listening to the rain and the music, the level or relaxation at that moment is exponentially high. I feel good just thinking about it.

"i'm not complainin' that it's rainin', i'm just sayin that i like it a lot!"

more than you think.
people think i'm a dark/gloomy person because i have an irrational infatuation with rainy weather. it's not that i'm all dark and emo or whatever. i mean, sure, i have my dark moments, but i'm more twilight than dark. the only reason i like rain is so much is because i find the sound incredibly relaxing. i also enjoy seeing the world damp. it's weird, sure, but at least i own up to it.

oh, and the title is a quote from a Panic at the Disco song. Panic's awesome.

outty. 5000-somethin.

irrational fear.

i hate sneezing while i'm in the middle of takin a whiz cuz i'm afraid my junk's gonna explode.

sympathy.

maaaannn, you ever see a girl with her hair done slapping herself upside the head repeatedly because it itches? you ever laugh at 'em.? i did, but not anymore. these twists i got right now have had my head on fire ALL DAY and i've been beating on my head so much i just might have a concussion. if it keeps on like this i really might just have to take 'em out. idk how long i was planning to keep these anyway. i'll probably try to last a few more days.

My Drive Thru.

if you've got the sound up and ur pc isn't slow or gay or whatever, you're hearing it. this song is infectious. idk what it is about it. i've listened to it so many times now and it's not getting old. Pharrell, Santogold, and Casablancas are musical gold. scratch that, PLATINUM

zoloft? prozac? pass.

i suffer from depression. well, no, i don't suffer. that's a poor word choice. i live phases of my life under the effects of depression. it's not an ailment. to me, the ability to become depressed makes me feel more human. to feel such a strong surge of emotion, pleasant or otherwise, is welcome. makes me feel less like a robot. albeit, a robot with the stunning ability to mimic human emotion.

thanks grammy.

ok so my grandma(the non-firing awesome live-in one) is sick right? not terribly sick, it's just a run of the mill stuffy uncomfortable cold. so i boost up on zinc and other vitamins so i don't catch what she's got......FAIL. so now i don't have a full-fledged cold, but i do have PND(post-nasal drip). which is when your sinuses produce too much mucus and it ends up flowing backwards and draining down the throat. *pause for the grossness of that to settle in*. the symptoms of that are (well, the ones i have): congestion, runny nose, sore throat, nausea, and headache.


FUCK. i don't like being sick. especially within the first few days of school starting back.

this is so bad vibes.

gonna go drink some tea. "i'm drinkin hot tea bitch" lol, wayne-isms.

outty 5000.....

originality.

it's ironic how, in this day and age, being original isn't even original anymore. everyone's doing it, i'm no exception.

weird.

it is unfathomably retarded to start school on a thursday. i have this weird feeling like i shouldn't be too relaxed because of school, but it's the weekend so i should be. idk if i explained that correctly. hm, since i'm here, a little daily reflection....

*2 minutes later*

i'm trying to think of something other than "today was fine"

*another minute*

oh yeah, Morris's belligerent ass caught me twice today for dress code. (one of those times was during lunch, and i had to stay in ISS until it was over). i don't like tucking in my shirt so no, i'm not going to do it often. since he threatened me with suspension, i decided to tuck it for the rest of the day. even with my shirt tucked, i don't like running into him. he's loud and belligerent. so, 5th period rolls around and my gov't class is in the back of the hallway, i think i'm in the clear. wrong. here comes morris who asking my teacher about some coffee. upon seeing me he stops in mid sentence, comes to my desk, and proceeds to ramble about how i'm a smart young man and that he knows i have potential and whatnot. eventually (yea, he was there long enough for an eventually.) he addresses the class as a whole and continues to ramble about success and how we're the future and blah blah blah. he carries on for 10 minutes. when he leaves, a friend of mine says "kevin you know that was all your fault right?" and i'm like "yea, sorry about that" and the class laughs etc...

so, 6th period rolls around and i'm in dummy lit (that's what i've elected to call it). guess who shows up....fuckin morris. again. he sees me and lapses into another long-winded speech about this and that and nothing in particular. then he leaves again. i swear when he came up to my class i thought he was following me. creepy bastard.

oh yea, laser boobs. idr where that came from, but it just popped in my head. i'll probably remember later.

done with this. more novels later. (yea my blogs are long-winded at times, skim 'em)


OUTTY 5000!!!!

revealization.

i'm sure this is some over-used cliché that most teens experience at some point in their adolescent years, but i finally realized it so fuck you and read my words.

over the course of two months i've been hit with subtle realization that nothing else matters. i don't give a fuck. ignorant shit that comes my way? doesn't matter. metaphoric dirt on the shoulder of my psyche. now sure you hear a a lot of teens say this (especially those god-awful female ones that idol-worship keyshia cole and beyonce for their self-righteous subliminally female militant songs), but not often do you see it embraced. i don't, at least. the reason i post this is because it's such a freeing feeling. i mean the stre

hm, i'm done with this entry. it's getting cliché and i don't like how it sounds anymore. basically what i'm saying is "fuck you, i'll pretty much do whatever the hell i want with out the slightest consideration of anyone else's opinion. no more hiding/downplaying my beliefs. haha, maaaaan i feel GOOD.