dog

ok so my prayers were answered..glad he's back...anyhow met my folks down the park...wanted to personally ask me to support her journey to Africa but coming to her party this weekend and to say she was exercising...she was like i sent that email..i was like oh yeah i deleted that...lol..she knew i did...anyhow..we walk around the park to end up at the car watching this guy talk to his dog like a human...its a puppy, bull mastiff, i believe he said...but he's talking to this dog like its a toddler..told the dog if u move im a beat ur ass, huh?, dog dont know what that mean...then he proceeded to cradle the dog like a baby and wipe the paws, mind u steady talking to the dog like it a human..he wraps the dog's feet in a towel and now im like sick to my stomach..im ready to call SPCA on his ass...u dont have compassion for dogs until u are a dog owner...he was really frustrating me..so he wraps the dog up an places her in the car steady telling her he would beat her ass..when he finishes he turns to us and say do we want a dog?...huh...we proceeded to ask him why they hell was he treating the dog bad..he said she stubborn and spoiled..i said u did that..he said i know and now i have to break her out of it...dumb we left..

Me

im as complex a person as they come...today did something i usually dont do and told a person how i was feeling about them..may seem easy to u, very difficult for me. im not a talker...hate confrontation, it angers me...but i did and now i feel different, dont know whether good or bad...but im glad i said what i said...i internalize so much that when im ready to speak on it..so much time has passed..its because it takes alot to get me mad/frustrated..me talking about my feelings has drained me today.folk tell me to journal i dont like journals cause they are deadly..yeah its about writing down your personal thoughts, but this is about as personal as i will get. no one gets all of me....i have absolutely nothing funny to say and i hate feeling like that...i like making folk laugh. its what brings joy to me....i gave up facebook for the rest of the week..just dont feel like being on it..i wanna devote more time to my blog...this sappy shit is blowing me too..my mind locks down every once in a while to allow serious tones to intervene, i guess this is one of those days...the only good thing about today so far is someone told me they will show me about studio engineering..im excited about it...thats what i want to do full time..be around music..all day everyday...my coworker needs to bring his ass back to work too...im tired of doing his damn work...lol shout out DC

I know I know

Havent been here in a while...i give so much on facebook by time i wanna write something, i done said it already. i'll think of something as i write..let me start off with facebook..its a crazy thing...coworker asked me today am i on fb, i was like yeah, she said will u accept me, with a straight face i said no, she was like why, i tell her i dont mix...she pointed to my absent co-worker's desk and asked is he on there and am i his friend. i said yeah..i said but thats my friend..she was like u aint right, i said at least im honest..she said she respected me for that. i guess..and she walked away i dont like my work peers too much to allow just anybody in my space...my supervisor said today she was tired, i was like take a day, like tomorrow.just make sure u leave what i need from u, told her i didnt need her...she thinks i be kidding, mo fo like me be dead serious..let me throw out some material i've been working on. premise is background singers for gospel artists. ever notice them and how they give so much dramatization in the background i can show u better that i can write, so when u see me next time, tell me to demonstrate. next i'll talk about how i hate hearing people blow their nose..i think that is the most disgusting thing ever, i get the shakes for real..like take that shit outside or in the bathroom. and then u dont go wash ur hands after that shit..yuck.. as u can see i have no damn format of what im writing..people ask me all the time how do i come up with what i say..i tell them i dont know..it just comes to me..it can be triggered by the littlest thing and i can extract what i need. like my coworkers still tuck their shirts in or they still wear finger rolls, or they so cheap the bring waffles from home and heat them up at work, or raw turkey bacon and put it in the toaster oven..i mean who does that? Why do women carry so many bags to work..and why do they have so much personal shit on their desk...and why men always pulling at their groin..or why do folks cut their hair only to put tracks in them, or why women settle, or why some men are content with their women buying everything, or why having multiple baby fathers is still in style, or why u got two cars but no house, or why wearing pajamas pants outside became popular, or why Diddy got two big front teeth..or why Mike from Day 26 has gained his weight back, or how do u tell someone that those tracks are just not right for u, or why homeless people gotta look so damn dirty, or how do u hustle and u hanicap, or how u blind but wanna sit in the front, or how people have big confidence in their looks but no one else does, or why u still have to lay on ur back to fasten ur jeans, or y u think people dont know u gay and u hang with gay people?, or why the catholic church dont have better music, or why they take communion every sunday, or why the jehovah witness hit me up at the Citgo at 7:30am, or why folks get real loud when they drink, or why people dont value me, or why they always think im playing, or why they dont know im honest even while joking, or why i cant be honest for fear of losing a friend, or why if u dont continue being my friend we never were, or why did i just snicker at that, or why u always gotta be up under a nigga, or why u still fucking LYING in 2009, or why did i just vent in the last 4 lines, or why im bout to snap out of it, or why skinny people always say they fat, or im always saying stfu, why we are still sending bills by mail, or why im winding down, cause i cant think no more, maybe i need a drive to get material. im out CAAARRRRYYYYYYYYYYY ONNNNNNNNNNNNN!. or why did i get inspiration from reading this again, or why fat people are darker around the neck area, or why we always sit in the front seat, lls, or why i had to laugh at that, or why i had to get a extender on a plane before, and felt some kind of way about it..lls., or why do my knee hurt so bad when i get off a plane, or why i will never use a plane restroom, or how i would hate to be on my period on a plane going overseas, or why white people wash their hair everyday, or why when u go to other cities u call everyone a bamma, and why they probably calling u one too, or why im winding down again,CAAAAAAARRRRRRYYYYY OOOOOOOONNNNNNN!