Disturbing Encounters...

So I've been thinking about this creepy guy I go to school with.

First off he's new there...but he's like almost 30.

He's constantly telling me all these really retarded conspiracy theories about national security, personal security, home security, and internet security. Then he throws it ALL the way off with drugs, suicide, teenage angst,etc.

FUCKING. WEIRD.


Every time I'm outside smoking, he's outside smoking. Like for real what are the chances of that happening? Every time I'm in the library, he's in the god damned library.

America, should I be concerned? I mean what the fuck.

Holler.

So....Barack Because I'm Black?

I suppose it would be partly fair to vote for a Black man because I'm black. Vote for my people right? I disagree....remember Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton? Kristin seems to think that I only support him because of the color of his skin. Hillary doesn't want to give tuition credits to college students. I'm a college student. Hillary thinks that teachers don't deserve merit pay individually. I want to teach one day. Hillary wants to "strengthen the middle class". What middle class? There is no middle class. Of course I won't vote for her, she's a woman. Benazir Bhutto died because she was a woman....does Hillary think that she's exempt because she's American? Crying on television is not the business. And I can't understand for the life of me why she even did that. People are watching you! MORON! It's one thing to be emotional and passionate about an issue that is important to you but you get all choked up and try to convince the American people that their concerns made you cry. STOP. IT.

Reflections pt2....

So I talked to Val last night. That made me feel good. She's the shit...always got some uplifting and helpful shit to say. Yeah the bitch up and moved to Florida without notifying my ass but hey you win some you lose some. I love her pint sized ass anyways. So.....since my last post lots has happened....for the good. A few of my "issues" are gone (or almost gone) so I have less complaints today. Since I'm making some serious progress I wanna talk about something else. . .

Niggas that sag their pants look like they just shit on themselves. And how can that shit ever be comfortable?! I mean really....do we just not wear belts in the 08? Is that how we goin? No belts? Or we wearing belts but tightening them around our thighs instead of around our waists? Is sagging the supposed illusion that money is weighing your pants down? Is that what that shit is? Tell me America.

Oh my God and the super duper long ass white tees! Whoo! What is that shit? I swear a group of niggas went to an amusement park, saw the trick mirrors and decided "YES NIGGA! I WANNA LOOK LIKE THIS ALL THE TIME!!!! WHOO!!!!". So these coons went home and got long ass t-shirts that come to their knees like dresses and started wearing their pants real fuckin low so it looks like the retarded lovechild of a menage a trois between Flavor Flav, Brigitte Nielsen, and Vern Troyer. Like real talk I thought that shit went out in like 06, but no...niggas are still embarrassing themselves via what the fuck they put on in the afternoon (since we know they don't get up before 11:45am).

So I guess this means Jay-Z is losing his steam in hip-hop right? I thought people were supposed to wear what he told them to? He told niggas to wear throwbacks...they did. He said "put on a suit and get it tapered up" and niggas went and cut off their braids and started wearin button-ups n shit. But now niggas are just doin whatever!Hov! We need you Big Homie! Niggas don't know what to wear anymore....we need you to drop a new clothing inspired single to the radio!!!!


Maybe I should be doing my Philosophy homework right now. Help me America.


Holler.



P.S. I really do appreciate all of the e-mails and messages from those of you that read my blog. I do whole-heartedly appreciate it. I'm not as much of a bitch as I come off. I'm actually pretty sweet. Peace.