Sunday, March 22, 2009

i FUCKING love MILEY CYRUS!

Yo. So everybody who's anybody that knows me knows i LOVE music. I love hip hop. I love r & b. I love folk, indie, alternative punk and pop music throughout the decades. One of my favorite artists is MILEY CYRUS. I fucks with Miley. I dunno if anyone's seen that Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus and Jo Bro concert on Showtime and shit, but that some good shit.





"Best of Both Worlds" and now, "The Climb" are two of my ALL time favorite pop songs. Even though, i'm not really with who Hannah Montana steez, I definitely fucks with Miley the SUPER long way. She plays an instrument, writes her own songs and stars in her own sitcom...c'mon! She's absolutely amazing. i FUCKING LOVE YOU, MILEYYYYY!

Niggas Gon' Be Niggas...

So this is some real shit. True story.
So i'm sitting in tha cafeteria of an all male historically black college in Atlanta, GA [that shall remain nameless.] watching my HoneyBunny &his friends play poker. It's his vice. I come along sort of like an alarm clock to get him to leave at an appropriate time. But anyway...so. He introduced me to them & of course I get direct eye contact. &I smile. And give tha cute "girlfriend" wave. You know tha one that's quick as fuck; so your nigga won't think that you even noticing his friends. (who all are severely below my standards; height-wise, style-wise &definitely subpar in ALLLL their faces.) ---so i'm sitting at a table to his right by myself. Eating my overly greased chicken tenders, my not so sweet tea & these amazing curly fries that were actually Cs. &I keep feeling motherfucking stares and shit. &i'm thinking it's HoneyBuns; &I try to ignore it. But then that shit starts burning my skin. Like somebody is staring tha fuck outta me &it's not HoneyBunny cuz a nigga woulda said something or some shit by now...

I look &this black ashy looking nigga's eyes are piercing my titties like an african spearing gazelle. I'm thinking in my head, if this lil fucker don't stop staring at me ...i'mma make a scene. &then tha nigga whose back is toward me ...starts fucking staring. &my HoneyBuns is still dealing his cards out; playing poker like these niggas ain thinking about penetrating all of my orafices! So now, i'm like, does this nigga see this shit? Is this shit cool? &for tha niggas that can't stop staring...nigga: is you a deaf mute motherfucker or can you speak? Like wdf?! I dunno. That gotta be some disrespectful shit. &I tell HoneyBunny what happened &he just smirked at me.

Solution: next time his friends start staring at my titts, i'mma just stick my tongue out, play with my tongue ring and mouth "don't you wish you had this shit, nigga?" then shake my finger like "no. No. Noooo."

my APOLOGIES...

I'm not gonna lie I def went fast asleep on ya boy luda since he got tha damn thai or singaporian restaurant and shit & lost tha braids. But i'm riding in a packed vehicle with the BD, tha homeboy &masey, listening to XM radio &shit and this song comes on ...low &behold luda is snappin like a fuckin crocodile at niggas on this song. It's ridiculous. Yall gotta take a fuckn listen. & ya already heard it, then shiiiit, you know tha shit hittin then. I mean it's TI's song and everything and of course he did his thang ...but luda woke my ass up!



I'm officially not sleeping on LUDA as of now. Any shit by him you suggest I take a listen to...just hit me.

Pce.

Funny Bitches. & not HAHA, either...

Funny how bitches like to disrespect on tha low &shit. Like a bitch'll insinuate some bullshit & in actuality the bitch wouldn't say shit about a nigga to a nigga. Real shit. That's one of the most fucked up traits about human beings. Passive aggressive cocksucking ass motherfuckers always gotta say some ol'dumb bullshit like they have oral fixations with rectums and anal leakage.

I'm just saying doe. Do a bitch a solid &grow some balls, my nigga. &I call bitches like that "my nigga" cause I keep my enemies closer than my friends. Ya feel me? A bitch gets emotionally drained when she surrounds herself in situations where she gotta be tha bigger person &got damn NOT say some ol' vans "off tha wall" type shit & really give you a reason to not like me but smile all in my motherfucking face like I owe yo'bitch ass something, my nig. Nigga if you gotta problem with the next nigga then gotdamn don't mention that nigga unless it's to that nigga. Like "...why is you thinking bout me, shawt?" "why is you saying my name so much, my nigga?" ---it's unattractive. It's unladylike. &it's fucking childish, yo. Like tha shit really irks me, my nigga. Like ...tha shit really "grinds my gears" ...i'm really ticked...i'm really cheesed tha fuck off!

I wish I was like my little sister or like my mom in this situation. Tayl would devise some ol' manipulative ass shit that make them fuck themselves without even really saying too much to tha fake fucks. My mom would just fuck them up verbally &have them in a deep fucking depression; borderline suicidal &shit. Just letting them know how shitty they are &fucking keep shit moving. Me...see, i'm trying to appease all parties involved by compromising extensively just so I can be in tha same vacinity as some fake ass people. Like mutual friends, a significant other's family or whatever, &that's real shit. I'm dead over here.

Like i'm literally rearranging my thinking &shit just so I won't just say some disrespectful ass shit &hurt a motherfuckers feelings and shit. Cuz I know how it feels when tha motherfucker you think don't know shit aboutcha comes atchu with your fucking biography &shit. That shit is unsettling. It's disrespectful and hurtful like shit.

I'm tired of tha bullshit, doe. &it's like if it ain't one bitch, the it's tha next. &if it ain't tha next bitch...then it's a bitch who's trying impose her fucked up life on my already overly dramatic &eventful one. Nigga, fuck you, nigga. I'on want your negative ass vibes around me, nig. I'on want that bullshit imposing itself on my zen, nigga. Yo' fucked up perspective; knocking my balance off kilter & shit. I'm good, my nigga. Just chill.



Solution: keep my motherfucking cool &shit until a bitch addresses me specifically &directly ...then just say whatever tha fuck comes to my mind. Just go absolutely ham on them. &then roll up, nigga. Bring myself back to my motherfucking zen. My fucking peace &shit. Feed my son, put him to bed. Finish my homework. Roll up again; Fuck tha shit outta my man. Pray &go to sleep. Just...like...that...bitch.

Tales from the Crypt &shit.



Sooo, i'm not an avid The View viewer and i'm def proud of it because those bitches love some damn scandalous ass siutations. But i'm with tha BD &masey laying in bed &shit &I can't find tha remote &shit so i'm watching. But anyway...don't you think Barbara Walters looks like tha Cryptkeeper from Tales from tha Crypt. Her hair's all thin and her skin is transluscent. I'm almost certain she's tha stunt double for the Cryptkeeper. Can't she retire? She's gonna traumatize people when one of her limbs fall off due to severely advanced decay.



Ps. Keyshia cole's performance sucked. She was off key for the first half of tha song &she had these autrocious grandma curls! Just because you found some money &Jesus doesn't mean you get your hair in a Roller Set and not comb it out like tha Deaconess, Head Trustee, First Elder of the missionary board. Damn, bitch. Step yo'appearance game up, nigga.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Hometown Glory.

my sister denver is amazing. she so eloquently took the words right out of my mouth. my hometown is filled with culture and is like no other city in this country. we have all aspects of any city surrounded by water and filled with history and culture. no matter what ANYBODY in the state of SOUTH CAROLINA tell you...
EVERYBODY wants to be from CHARLESTON, nigga.
CHUCKTOWN all day. GEECHIE 'til i DIE. recognize....





THIS IS AN ODE TO WHERE I'M FROM AND HOW I'VE COME TO EMBRACE AND RESPECT IT'S HISTORY AS I HAVE GOTTEN OLDER

I................................AM.............................GEECHIE
(WAIT, WAIT, WAIT)
I GEECHIE UP NOW
YES I AM FROM CHUCKTOWN
PROUD TO THROW MY, MIDDLE FINGER IN THE AIR
AND MY 'C' TO THE SKY
I KNOW, I KNOW
I DON'T SPEAK LIKE THE AVERAGE CHARLESTONIAN
BUT MY MOM WAS AN ENGLISH & THEATER MAJOR
SO LET'S JUST SAY WE HAD TO ENUNCIATE IN MY HOUSE
BUT THE CULTURE STILL CLOAKS ME
THE MIXTURE OF MY WEST INDIAN, NATIVE AMERICAN AND AFRICAN ANCESTRY, STILL CLOAKS ME
THE COILING OF MY HAIR, BLACK, AS THE WATER RUSHES OVER MY SCALP
LISTENING TO THE SONGS OF YESTER-YEAR...
"ME SAY OH LAWDY YAY, ME SAY OH LAWDY YAAAY,
ME DONE, DONE...OH ME DONE , DONE, OOOH ME DONE, DONE..."
UNDERSTANDING THAT I AM OF A PEOPLE
STRIPPED OF THEIR LANGUAGE
STRIPPED OF THEIR HISTORY
STRIPPED OF THEIR CONNECTION
BUT WHO RECONNECTED THROUGH REFLECTION
FROM GEORGETOWN TO JACKSONVILLE
THE ESSENCE OF MY GULLAH PEOPLE SPILL, OFF THE COAST AND INTO THE WATERS
THE WAVES CONNECTING US TO THE WEST INDIES
JAMAICA, BARBADOS, THE VIRGIN ISLANDS
WHILE OUR OTHER STATESMEN CONFUSE US WITH THESE PLACES
MAKING FUN OF THE WAY THAT WE SPEAK
NOT UNDERSTANDING THAT OUR SPEECH DIRECTLY CONNECTS US TO THE MOTHERLAND, SO
REMEMBER THAT WHAT YOU DO IN JEST
I INGEST AS DISRESPECTFUL
SHAKING MY HEAD AT THE UTTER IGNORANCE OF YOU
BUT UNDERSTANDING THAT IF I WERE THE SAME AS EVERYONE ELSE, I WOULD FEEL AS YOU DO
I LOVE MY CULTURE...........IT IS IN MY BLOOD...........IT IS ON MY TONGUE
FROM THE SWEET-GRASS BASKET MAKING ON MARKET STREET
TO MY MOTHER'S LECTURES OF THE RICE CULTURE AND SLAVE HISTORY
TO OYSTER ROASTS, CRAB CRACKS, AND SEAFOOD JAMBOREES
I FEEL FREE, WALKING DOWNTOWN
LISTENING TO THE RHYTHM OF A CHURCH ON SUNDAY
FEELING THE INFECTIOUS PUSLE OF NEGRO SPIRITUALS
FINDING MYSELF SINGING EVERY WORD BECAUSE IT IS ALREADY IN ME
I FEEL FREE BECAUSE, MY CHILDREN WILL KNOW THE LANGUAGE AND CULTURE OF MY PEOPLE
THAT IT FLOWS THROUGH THEIR VEINS AND INTO THEIR ESSENCE
I FEEL FREE BECAUSE NOW I HAVE RESPECT FOR THOSE THAT HAVE COME BEFORE ME
ELOISE........HANNA.........SHARON
YOU SEE, THESE ARE THE ROOTS THAT MY ROSE GREW FROM
AND MY ONLY OBLIGATION IS TO BE PROUD OF WHERE I'M FROM
I AM ALWAYS AND FOREVER INSPIRED TO BE, BECAUSE ....I.......AM......GEECHIE

-----DM

nikes &shit.

as a female sneaker enthusiast, i think it's amazing how females get shafted on tha colorways. and nike has officially went nutty with the hybrids. [i mean of course i have a pair of Jordan x AF! joints, but they were not my own purchase. they were a gift & i appreciate them and wear them equally as much as my other kicks.] The crazy hype... 'tis why i went back to classic sneaker in classic colorways.




Nike Air Digs. This is the female colorway. I LOVE tha style. tha whole retro 90s bball thing is really hot to me. it's a classic. the gum sole is ridiculous and tha teal accents are magnanimous! i LOVE this shoe. &the colorway doesn't bother me so much because it's not overly pink or too feminine. i fucks wit it tha long way.





Air Force 180s. Will Smith rocked 'em on Fresh Prince a couple times. Classic colorway. Classic kicks.


Reality vs REAL shit.


It seems today, all we see, is reality competition, reality drama basically bullshit on television. And like most people it's kind of hard for me to admit which ones ENTERTAIN me and which ones I think are complete crocks of frog piss. In actuality, they're all platforms for entrance into the infamous "industry." But where to do draw the line between "Reality TV" and REAL shit?




Prime example, we all know that every show has that clause that there is absolutely NO VIOLENCE and if some disregards this clause they are immediately kicked off of the show. Bad Girls Club Season 3 [BGC3]has been one of the least bareable reality shows to watch primarily because the whole ALPHA female, "i run shit," don't give a fuck attitude is a little to much for me to handle. It's always the same thing, the black girl, IF there is one is your stereotypical BITCH, loud, obnoxious, strong, and usually gains a few if not ALL the other girls as little mignons doing her dirty work and gasing her EGOtrain. And that pisses me off. There's always a white girl who tries to outdo the black girl and either gets her ass beat or they become really close friends; "if ya can't beat 'em, join 'em" type shit. But anywho...



Back to my original purpose for blogging: the LINE between Reality and Real Shit. So yesterday, I saw the newest episode of the BGC3. Quick synopsis to get those less interested in this particular reality show [cuz we ALL have our favs.]---the girls are on a trip to CANCUN, MEXICO! &they're all pretty much separated into groups. the "fab/fake 5" and the AMBERS. Personally, the "Fab/Fake 5" shit can go! and the AMBERS are just ditzy ass blonde bitches that wanna have a good time. that's about 85% of white girls between the ages of 16-25. So it's cool. I'd be used to it. But ANYWHO... so they're all having fun at first, they kinda put their differences aside in lue of this WONDERFUL free ass vacation to CANCUN and shit. ---so LONG story short [so, i can get to my response.]: Tiff tha ONLY black bitch left gets embarassed by the host on stage. She wants to fight. the OTHER mignons want to FLEX hard and pretend they want to fight. one of the AMBERs the most ditzy and air-headed one of the duo [Amber M.], is LIT as fuck; jiggin' her little white ass off on stage in tha club on VACATION in CANCUN and shit. so Ms. Amber M. discovers that all the other bitches are outside and she goes to see what the fuck is REALLY going on and shit. &of course they ALL get into. next thing you know...these bitches JUMP tha white bitch on TV. &wild part about it is, one OTHER white bitch kicked Amber M. in tha FACE, my nigga! that shit pissed me off. Then ANOTHER white bitch [if you ain black or brown, you're white. i'm sorry. i'm colorblind.] kicks tha Amber M. AGAIN! ---ok so, la-di-daaaa, police come and shit. They kick tha FIRST kicking ass white bitch off. &the other WHITEbitch that kicked tha girl was bragging and shit about it...[that's all that needs to be said. i'm ready to respond..haha.]



My response: See, i don't give a FUCK what kinda fascade a bitch is trying to portray to be considered a "bad girl" so she can be casted on some bullshit ass show, if you kick me in my face while i'm down on the ground and other bitches are on top of me...i'mma MURK yo' ass! i'mma fuck you ALL tha way up. see that's when tha line is CROSSED. reality TV becomes REAL shit and some of little celebrantes REALLY can't handle themselves when they're in some REAL shit. You gon' sit up here and brag about how you sucker-kicked a dingy ass white broad and think tha shit is cool. Nobody likes tha nigga that picks on tha little kids. Nobody respects the bitch with no balls. I think people get too involved in this TV shit. And they fail to realize that there is a LINE that you shouldn't and cross. because then it goes from being entertaining reality TV to to just reality and can result in somebody REALLY getting their ass severely trashed, arrested or worst...

solution: put a BAD BITCH in tha bad girls club & see those fuckers do!

Monday, March 9, 2009

Nikeface Confesses...

yall remember on i believe it was tha MTV Music Awards a couple years back, it MAY have been last year...no wait. It had to've been tha year before...ANYWHOOOO, that KANYE WEST x NIKE autrocity we've ALL been waiting on...is OFFICIAL.

Nike AIR 'YEEZY'



i dunno, but it looks like a UPTEMPO with a strap. BUT i AM totally feeling tha ELEPHANT skin. reminds me of AJ RETRO iii.

The "Bitch" Complex

One of the things I despise more than mismatched logos, excrutiating grammatical errors and the misuse of moderately scholastic vocabulary is the attitude black women have towards one another. Or maybe it's women in general, but I've seldom seen women of other ethnicities scratching each others eyes out, stabbing each other in the back or spreading vicious rumors about one another. I have yet to meet a black women that hasn't said the phrase, "Girls just don't like me and I don't know why." ---I know because I used to be one of 'em. I've been mistaken and severely overestimated by the typical black woman, time and time again. The typical black female is a bitch &will be referred as such from now on.

Bitches have negative attitudes and always think that another bitch gives a fuck about what she's wearing, how long her hair is and whether or not tha nigga she got on her arm is worthy. It's quite sad, if you ask me. Firstly, bitches are overly LOUD, emotional and impressionable, 'tis why their attitudes are so shitty. They're severely insecure and use their bitch ass attitudes as a defense mechanism for fear that tha next female is gonna scope out her weaknesses and put them on display for tha world to see.

My response: BITCH get over yourself. A female like me does not give a fuck about what you have on. Not saying that a nigga don't trip or make jokes but I don't wake tha fuck up wondering what a bitch is gonna wear. Tha shit prob gonna be straight off the WET SEAL mannequin. &if a female like me is gonna make a spectacle of a bitch then i'mma clown something you can't change like your RACCOON eyes or your big ass spongebob ass chiclet ass teeth. Real shit. Don't have an attitude with me cuz you see me got damn out wearing what tha fuck, lookin how tha fuck and kickin it with who tha fuck I want. I'm comfortable in own skin, bitch. It took me a while to gain tha confidence I have now & a bitch's shitty ass attitude really ain gon' change tha price of soap so i'mma still wash my ass. Ya feel me?

Bitches have a complex. It's called a "Bitch's Complex." simple enough, right? The most tragic part about this complex is that most bitches that are infected pretend to be ignorant and therefore it perpetuates throughout society. I wouldn't be so bothered if bitches exhibited such behavior with ALL females but it seems that Bitches are severely intimidated by females that look like them. Bitches don't exude severe bitch complexities to white hoes, because they know that shit is fucking ignorant and a white ho (not saying ho to be degrading; I just don't know your names individually) won't react like a black female would. &...have you ever seen a bitch show her ass to an asian, indian or russian ho?

My response: see, black people as a whole are just naturally more aggressive and violatile people compared to most other races probably cuz a nigga been oppressed like a motherfucker for tha past 400 years in America. So when a nigga (not said to be degrading; it's just tha way a nigga talks...) gotdamn gets offended, tha first thing we wanna do is whoop a nigga ass. Real shit. Some people are with tha talking but if you keep running your mouth a nigga is BOUND to lay somebody tha fuck out. And since you can't argue with yourself; bitches choose to motherfucking come that a nigga that looks just like her. I mean your clothes could be expensive, your hair could be on point, your face could be a 10 and you could have a lil'summn in tha back for tha fellas & a motherfucking bitch is gon' find SOMETHING tha fuck wrong witcha. &then they gon' try to be passive aggressive and say some ol'dumb dogshit to provoke a reaction &like I said black people are always ready to fight (as a general rule) &females are competitive by nature (the ratio of men to women is fucked up, so it's survival of tha fittest, type shit) ...that combo will to spontaneously combust &somebody gon get fucked up.

I just think it's pathetic when a bitch comes at a genuine female and tries to chump her off &tha real ass female gotta talk "bitch" to tha bitch OR whoop her motherfucking ass. It perplexes me and saddens me simultaneously.

Solution: Round up all tha fucking bitches and put'em on a reservation like tha motherfucking indians.