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Mostly about what goes on in my life.
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Mountain to be climbed.
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Publié :28/7/2005 22h28
Dernière mise à jour :25/7/2009 16h25 926 vues
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I am off to climb Mount Washington on the second of august. I am backpacking up and camping a couple nights over, I hope some of you might miss me, probably not. In any sense, have a nice vacation.
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favorite poem
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Publié :17/7/2005 20h43
Dernière mise à jour :5/3/2006 21h27 1054 vues
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this has always been my favorite poem, If you know who it is by, I will be thuroughly impressed. I myself am not a fan of Hip Hop, but this poem does embody how I feel about the hip hop culture.
hey yo, why is it so uncool to smile, since when did it become hip-hops taboo?
cuz I would be smiling all the time if I made even half of the money you do.
Frownin like you just caught a face full of sun
how I miss the days when hip hop was fun
when Dj quik first burst on the scene
when boys in tha hood was on the big screen
when tupac shakur was a dancer for humpde
when nasty naz five miked at the monthly
When MC breed painted the white house black,
when too short retired and then came back
When wyclef jean asked out mona lisa,
that's the era this poem will feature.
I wanna go to a show and not have to front
I'll fisticuff but I'd rather you pass the blunt,
let's chill and enjoy the diversity,
get lost in the rhythms uncertainty
it doesn't make you less hardcore to shake your ass on the fuckin dance floor
but somewhere along this road we made rules
and smilin became the weakness of a fool
and silence and anger became the norm
and that's when the party began to lose form
I reminisce about the glory that's gone
when happiness was not looked down upon
when epmd crossed over with the cross over
when tim hardaway still had his cross over
I used to go to the store and buy classics
now I go to the store and shit's plastic
I can't call it, I'm feeling for skill
you call it dope but I don't see you real
all I see is suckers pretending to ill
snappin photographs with a barbaque grill
I can't relate to this lack of humanity
musics as vulnerable as insanity
I was a side kick, when gangsta was still on the rise kid
When dela soul was reincarnated
When freestyle fellowship first circulated
Whne Run DMC wore adidas sneakers
that's the era this poem will feature
from 86 to 95 when hip hop was just to thick to describe
I strive to become it in every way
so I practice religously every day
On the bus ride home folks though i was schitzo
in 8th grade I wore more raon then sisqo
Housin was in
Mr.Balbarina could cuaght a misdemeanor if he faked on his friends.
We would until we were bored
no cash or Grammy award
my boys club trophies littered the shelf
we no other reason then reason itself
So why is it so uncool to smile,
since when did it become hip hops taboo?
Cuz I would be smilin all the time if I made even half of the money you do.
Frownin like you just caught a faceful of sun, How I miss the days when hip hop was fun
How I miss the days when hip hop was fun
How I miss the days when hip hop was one.
yep, if you know who it is by, then good for you. I miss the days when hip hop was fun. Have a nice day.
Oh yeah, Had sex three times yesterday, it was great!
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Finally a new phone.
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Publié :6/7/2005 18h49
Dernière mise à jour :5/3/2006 21h27 996 vues
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Not a bad day, but went through a huge fucking ordeal to get my new cellphone, but I have one now, if you wanna call it, drop me and e-mail or something. Now to watch resivoir dogs and bowling for columbine.
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Well, I need sex
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Publié :5/7/2005 18h57
Dernière mise à jour :5/3/2006 21h27 1043 vues
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Boring ass day, lost my cellphone in a huge ass puddle so I get to buy a new one. Went on a four mile walk/run. Worked on a little of a tan. And now I am horny as fuck. I haven't gotten laid in too long, so I guess I need a good long fuck.
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Holy fuck
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Publié :4/7/2005 21h50
Dernière mise à jour :3/7/2007 11h07 1144 vues
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Well, first blog entry figured I should start one sometime. I had a pretty good weekend, went up north with a friend. relaxed all friday, had boring sex that night. Woke up, rode ski doos, swam and tan(I got rid of some of my pasty skin) I cooked ribs for dinner and we sat around drinking for the night, crashed on the bed, no sex  she teased me for a while and then was "too tired" I hate that. Well, woke up grogilly and went to this mud bog thing, a bunch of lifted trucks trying to drive through a huge mud pit. It was suprisingly fun. Drove home the next day and here I sit. Firework were fun too.
Plans for this week, try to find someone to have sex with.
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