you know it's hard out here on the 6.

somebody was happy to see beiijing!

i'm not the perv. HE is.

do you know these men?

Vernon & Uncle Marvin, you GOTTA love 'em! [i'm FEELIN' the hats!]

the ride home xmas night

Marv E Vern Daddy

Oh T-they [What?] crazy ova white folks.. she have SICK! (:/)
What did she say I don’t get it.
You don’t know about the white blood?
Marvin you aint too far removed
Well BITCH?..w..w-well then u betta watch it
…Marvin?
WHAAAT?!
Do you remember the white blood in you?
Do you re -Do you remember the white patch on your ass?
Do you remember when you used to go around glorify white is right, black get back?
WHAT?!

i don't make this shit up.

bin laden ah ya fukkin uncle?

i'll NEVER get tired of this!

dec. 22nd; the aftermath. (jazmine performance)

the introduction.

lions & tigers.

in love with another man.

live a lie.

need you bad. pt1 (i fucked up and pushed stop)

need you bad. pt2


did i od? in conclusion, she sounds like the album. lions & tigers is the next single. album is fire.

the end.

dec. 22nd; the aftermath. (jazmine photos)

dec. 22nd; the aftermath. (chinah blac)

Hey Jerks.
meet chinah blac. she opened the show. pretty damn good if u ask me. to get her bio & all that good shit... www.myspace.com/thechinahblac . she sang a song, i related to it, and i think becuz of how the lighting was setup, i was ready to kill. like ... i zoned out for a quick second. im good still.. i'm just sayin.

anywho, chinah...

ps. i fux w/her. she refused to take her scarf off... reminds me of sum1 :).

what in the name of all that is holy?!

y Kai, y?!!!

e, myself, & ?

SANG IT B!

yo i been good. i'm telling y'all, '09 is gonna be dope. i made changes. & i been sticking to my guns. talkin' to sum1 is better than i thought. i mean, i've spoken occasionally, but to actually sit down and be like.. "LOOK.. yadda yadda.." it relieves a lot of effin stress. & u know what, 08 was FULL of BULLSHIT... FULL OF IT!.. but shit could ALWAYS be worse. & that's exactly what i tell myself when i feel the urge to change my number/email/delete my myspace/ or reset my blackberry to factory settings. ya know? i mean that doesn't mean i'm gonna ignore my situation, but .. idk.. ima be aiight; regardless.

oh & don't get it twisted. i did my fair share of shit. listening to another instead of using my better judgement ended up fuckin me up. that's my fault; whatever. i just should've communicated better, but unfortunately i was blinded and put trust in wrong & well... look damnit, a whole buncha he said she said bullshit. i just ended up confused, & disappointed.. in myself, 'cause i know/knew better ESP. from past experiences.

you live & you learn right? right. maybe one day shit could get rectified. well... at least.. idk... maybe it's best left alone. if mufos don't know the difference between right & wrong by now... will they ever? i ain't stickin around to find out. there's sumthin called life that i wanna live... so in the mean time.. i shall "party all the time, party all the time" ;).

whew.. that felt good. carry on.

laggard.

LAG-erd\adjective, noun
1. a person or thing that moves too slowly or falls behind.
2. falling behind; slow.

urm..
I can't really think of a sentence. too busy thinking of other shit. so u come up with ur own shit.
thanx.

ready b?

..im sayin tho..

chickenmcFuckit.

I'm not the perv, YOU ARE!

word?

wow.. i like this! http://www.songmeanings.net/

ladies is pimps too...

Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Jay-Z

... go & brush ya shoulders off.

sane or insane.

i like this site. too bad idk how to do this rss feed thingy. can sum1 show me?

anywho.. http://www.saneorinsane.com/

dec. 22nd

My Foolish Heart - Jazmine Sullivan

I'm so there.

http://www.sobs.com/R_n_B_Soul/2008/1222.html

javier.

one day i saw a mouse. i'm thinking... ok.. it happens u know?.. its gettin cold, & the lil bastards go where the heat/food is. well i don't cook. so unless mice eat cotton, leather, paper, or rubber, I'm not sure how they would survive in my apartment. another day, i saw a mouse. okaaaaaaaaay, lil home ain't get the memo that unfortunately e has no food. another day, a mouse. OH HELL NO! ENOUGH! the the lil bastard had the NERVE to show his face while i had company. lol. nobody jumped [besides Yak @ the fake one! LOL]. anywho. they're smart enough to jump over the traps. hell. i even put a liiiiiiiiiil piece of cheese in the middle of a trap, came home, cheese was gone, and the trap was empty. word? someone put me on to the "flat traps" if you will. i put the traps down ehhhhh i'll say 6:30/7 & woke up to the sound of squeaking. not one, but TWO mice, on two separate traps! ohhh shit! ok.. but who is gonna pick them up? im serious. anywho. i went to work. came home. the ban picked em up. started watching "the way it is" and google hears squeaking. so im thinking since my computer is signed on, that was some1's log on/off sound. ENN. WRONGO. mouse #3. hence http://www.socialedisturbed.com/2008/12/when-animals-attack.html#links . THREE THOUGH? the FUCK?! ok. next day. go to work. come home. BAM! #4! now u know. i cursed poor Javier (the super) OUT! wtf is this?! The building doesn't allow pets because they provide them? i'm not feelin this! Ghetto ass Tiff suggested i call the building department on their asses! Javier was supposed to come 2 Sundays ago to fix this shit! WHERE are they coming from? HOW are they surviving? i had to get that shit outta there..BY MYSELF. so i tried to film it.

BAD IDEA! that thing put up the FIGHT of its LIFE! that wigglin shit scared the living daylights outta me! watch close. that mufo was WIGGLIN! HARD! after about 40 minutes worth of phone calls/texts.. i had no choice but to build up the strength to get this beast up outta my crib. i ended up tossing it out of the window. classy. i know. anywho saturday Javier came. we searched the ENTIRE apartment. not ONE hole. not even behind the stove! THA FUCK?! and the space under the main entrance isn't thick enough for a mouse... "allegedly". i was having cabinet door issues and asked Javier to fix that... and BOOM! under the sink waaaaaaaay in the back... was a hole. a small hole. with white chips from the wall.. and brown turds from their ass surrounding it. So he's fixing the gateway from hell and i noticed... he didn't have on any draws. soo.....

yes. i'm stupid. we've established this.

i don't make this shit up.

the end.

holla: im just frankie.

first off, she makes the show. ok? MAKES. But this?

http://smartsexyrichcrazy.com/2008/07/20/frankie-keyshia-coles-mother-has-a-birthday-party/#comment-4744

or

http://realgossip101.blogspot.com/2008/07/pics-keyshia-coles-mother-frankie.html

I hope this is real. becuz now i'm amped!

HOLLLLLLLLAAAAAA!

ps. am I the last to know?

don't get me started please.

ok now click http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlSsKUN4G80 to view the commentary. I'm Americasfavtdiva.. k? plz view the "dispute" between me & this GloryD idiot. as if the typos in his video weren't enough...

you think i was jokin' about livin in a fucked up town? i kid u NOT!

ps. that kid in the gray is CRUSHIN' it!

when animals attack.

a clip of my near death experience. due to the graphic nature of this video, parental discretion is advised.

bulwark.

BUL-wurk

to defend or protect; shelter

Used in a sentence:
In order to survive walking the streets of my neighborHOOD, one must bulwark their NECK at all times.

Thank you.

some shit i would've done.

i still wanna know what they're talkin' about.