age ain't nothin but a number.

BULL. SHIT.

so the college chick from barnes & noble i mentioned before totally iced me when i mentioned the fact that i'm 17, even though i swear i told her i was in high school when we were talking at the store. i mean, wtf did she think? seriously. what? am i supposed to be some 20-somethin year old senior? 'fuck outta here. that pissed me off. shit like that annoys the hell outta me. that's another reason i can't fucking WAIT to graduate. idk what it is about college, but during that summer between graduation and the first day of college, something in a girl's head clicks and they drop all the dumbass high school bullshit. fuck, that sounds ciche too. or maybe i'm just tired. fuckit. i gotta get the fuck outta here.

nick and norah.

that movie reminds me of how i'm not living my life the way i want it. i'm tired of clayton county, fayette county, and pretty much georgia in general. i feel stifled. there's way too much sameness and it gives me a headache. i'd like to apologize now for sounding so cliche. i know i sound like the typical american teen with all of this "i'm stifled, i need new surroundings" shit, but it's true. which is what i guess they all say, but whatever. i want new surroundings, new mentalities, more open-minded people. everyone's so stuck in their particular narrow minded train of thought i just wanna scream-

and this is where the post gets too cliche and i'm forced to stop.



i'll come back in better spirits. well, i'm not really mad right now, i'm just not sounding completely like myself.

i want some kool-aid.

rubber soul.

so i got in @ 10 last night, but i was TOO cold to make a post. plus my feet were murdering me, and i had my most comfortable shoes on (black/blue nike slip-ins). i enjoyed myself while i was out though. i went to see nick y norah's and it was pretty great. pretty much what i expected it to be. after that i bummed around best buy, played guitar hero for like an hour, then played burn out. that's what i love about best buy: you can stand there and play games for hours and no one cares. wizard. after best buy i bummed over to the atm, added $20 to the mix of 1's and 5's, and made a beeline for party city. i picked up a mask (the black no-face, grim reaper-type deal) for halloween, which is gonna be awesome cuz it's on friday this year. uber-wizard. after party city, my stomach gave me a violent reminder of how hungry i was. headed to zaxby's, demolished a kickin chicken and some fries (which were kinda cold-ish, but the girl at the counter was kinda cute so i didn't feel like giving her any shit for it), and bumped some shwayze as i made my departure. once out, i kinda just stood there. i was tryna decide if i wanted to start heading home or to bum around the pavillion some more.

i decided to bum it.

so i go to barnes & noble (my home away from home), and 2 things happen: 1, find this book that i hadn't read in like a year (Bum Rush the Page, poetry); and 2, i get this cute college chick's number. that's double awesome. fuck you for not agreeing.

after B&N i go to verizon, where i get pissed cuz all the phones in there are better than mine, then i head to wal-mart cuz....well, it's wal mart. on the way over there i put on the grim reaper mask. at one point i stopped in the middle of the street with it (did i mention i had a black hoodie on too?) and just looked at the oncoming traffic. they all slowed down as i walked past. lol i was like "yea, be afraid". i walked into wal mart with the mask on and scared hella people. i'd walk up to someone's basket and pretend to be looking at something and when they'd say "excuse me" i'd look up and they'd jump and i'd just walk past them, slowly. while i was there i did pick up two awesome shirts and another awesome hat (pics at the end of this post). i just happened to be passing by too. i love impulse buying.

ok, after wal-mart.

i walked down the strip to target, scared a group of white people, and then got kicked out by this cop cuz i wouldn't takem y mask off, but not before i got my slushy. NO ONE stops me from getting my slushy. the fuckers...

slushies rule.

after getting kicked out, i figured it was dark enough to head home, so i started walking and that's when it got all pitch black and jeepers creepers-like on the road. i was about halfway home when i sent the previous post and it did NOT get any brighter from there. idk why it was so dark. didn't make sense. almost got hit by a car. thrice. not twice. THRICE. i don't even use that word.

but uh, yea. that was monday...exciting.
anyways, here are the shirts and the hat:

AC/DC hat: awesome


couldn't leave this alone, c'mon.


i came so close to not seeing this one...close call.



pretty successful if you ask me.

got shoes for both of those too, too bueno.

ok, i gotta go do smart people stuff (study)


out.

what the FUCK.

Why the FUCK is highway 54 so fucking dark? I'm walking home from fayetteville and it feels like fucking jeepers creepers is gonna swoop down and brody my ass any second. i should really focus on the road.

out.

#111 - unbreakable.

i don't know if i've mentioned it before, but unbreakable is one of my favorite movies ever. the execution is dead-on, and the last scene is one of the best ever. this movie is really what made me such a fan of both bruce willis and samuel l. jackson.

i slept a lot today. it was perfect. the rain was consistent enough for me to crack my window, lay back on the bed, cut my music on low (low enough to hear the rain mixed in), and pass the FUCK out. truly a thing of beauty. i slept from around 12 to 6, when brittany started texting me. she's such a bum for changing schools. i make sure she knows it too. the bum.

in other news...

i'm retarded. i'm already working on two upcoming mixtapes besides [Almost Famous]. i'm already rolling at a snail's pace when it comes to finishing that. idk what's wrong with me. i must learn how to say no. besides my sophomore tape (The Conspiracy Theories EP), i just finished writing my verse for the intro track to me and young boogie's tape (no title yet). shit's gonna be epic, by the way. whenever it comes out.

bout to go watch unbreakable again, mega-classic.

out.

#110 - what a catch.

i think i'm going to number my posts now. for a while at least. to see how i like it.

new fob song: what a catch, donnie. slow-rolling awesomeness. i really like the lyrics in this one. there was one quote in particular that stood out to me: "they say the captain goes down with the ship. so when the world ends, will god go down with it?" i was like, whoaaah, heavy. that's pretty clever if you ask me. kudos to pete if that was his. probably was, the other members rarely contribute to the band lyrics-wise.

in other news...

people like my music. a lot of people. everyone that's heard it so far has had nothing but positive feedback. that and a hint of surprise, seeing as they had no clue that i was a rapper until that particular moment.

i mean really...que bueno!!!
lol, i can give myself some praise sometimes right? damn skippy.

i got to school late today, missed my daily lunch rendezvous with mi amiga mejor. i hate when that happens. i like being with her. just goodvibes y'know? you know you're comfortable with someone when the silences are no longer awkward. that's the g-r-a-v-y.

i feel like getting high again. not like "bite down" high, but more like "entourage" high. like i wanna just get blown and watch harry potter.

no i'm not an abuser, but i do indulge every once in a while. i only say this because my elevated instances are few and far-between. nowhere near addict status.

el debate.

man, i'm incredibly pissed. i spent an hour and a half dialing and redialing, trying to call in to CNN. all i got out of that was an overheated phone and 2 bars of battery gone. dammit. i had what i was going to say ready too. the debate tonight was pretty heavy, in my opinion. mccain was more aggressive than usual. unfortunately, his rumors didn't quite hold up to obama's facts. i think obama brought his d game tonight. letting mccain ramble belligerently, subsequently making an ass of himself. works for me. anyone ever notice that when mccain was trying to debunk somethin that obama said, obama kinda shook his head and did that "nigga please..." smile? that was classic.

in other news...

i just heard the new kanye tune, Heartless. it's not bad, definitely not the best either. the verses were pretty ass-ish, but the chorus is catchy. sounds nice with the auto-tune too. might make a tone of it. probably shouldn't though. my phone's memory is dangerously low. plus it's already running on fumes after the 90-minute calling tangent i just went on. maybe later.

hm, i really proved my "actor." post true last saturday night. not in a good way though. i may elaborate later, but i doubt it.

going to rest now.

out.

jukebox hero.

with stars in his eyeees!!!

lmao @ the spongebob version:

impatience.

so the stylist told me to come to the shop at 3. showed up at 3. it's 6 now and she still has someone in the chair. it'd be something different if i had just shown up unexpectedly, but she told me to come at 3. who tells someone to come at a certain time if they're just gonna make you wait 3 hours? that's straight buttcheeks man.

CHEEEEEEEEEEKS!!!!!

i NEED.

a street team. i think that's one of the reasons i'm so (relatively) unheard of. i don't have the time to promote myself and that's killin me. i need like 2 or 3 people to really dedicate some time to promoting my music across the superhighway. jeez it'd be so much easier to do this in college. not saying i won't be busy, but i'll have complete control over my time and what i do with it. it's incalculably annoying to demo music to people around here and have them say "you why ain't you signed yet?" or "bruh why i ain't hear this shit before?" etc...

i. need. promotion.
maybe i can draft some people.