Busta Rhymes

Ok so like everybody has a celebrity that they just obsess over and mine happens to be busta rhymes. I think he is so fuckin sexy he makes me melt into a big puddle of oooze everytime i see him or think about seeing him. I just love his masculinity it drives me crazy and if i ever find out that he is coming anywhere close to tennessee like, georgia, florida, mississippi, alambama, kentucky, ect. I would just my happy ass on the first avalible bus to get to him. I remember when i first saw him i was like 5 years old and i was getting my hair presses in the kitchen. And i saw krs-one on the t.v. rapping and then i saw busta rhymes, my little heart just stopped i thought he was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
rediculously, utterly breathing taking, mind-blowingly sexy. So call me a psycho is you want but nothing will ever change the way i feel for him.

Work

Ok so i like work at the Tiger Den, and so far i think it is an ok job. like the hours aren't that bad. And i practically see all my friends. However there are a few things about the Tiger Den that just throw me off. Like stealing, ok yeah we all learned the basic concept at the age of 3 that your not suppose to steal, and that it's wrong. But come on really you can't watch every single person that comes into the Damn eatery especially between the hours of like 11:30-3:00p.m. thoes are like my bizzzzzzzzziest hours. So i put it like this. If you gonna steal you gonna steal however if you stupid enough to get caught then that is all on you kid. But as of right now i really like it, or at least i better grow to like it because i'm gonna be there for a while.

GROW THE FUCK UP BITCH

OK LIKE FOR REAL, THERE ARE JUST SOME PEOPLE THAT JUST NEED TO LEARN TO GROW THE FUCK UP LIKE FAMILY MEMBERS "FRIENDS" EVEN BOYFRIENDS WHEN YOU HAVE THEM. IT'S LIKE NOBODY EVER WANTS TO TAKE BLAME FOR SHIT BUT WHEN IT COMES OUT IN THE WASH THEY WANT TO LOOK AT YOU LIKE YOUR FUCKING WRONG FOR COMING AT THEM LIKE THAT. TAKE FOR INSTANCE WHEN SOMEBODY IS TALKING CASH MONEY SHIT ABOUT YOU ON A SOCIAL UTILITY NETWORK LIKE MYSPACE OR FACEBOOK. YO!!!! ARE YOU FUCKIN SERIOUS WHO TALKS CASH MONEY SHIT ABOUT PEOPLE IN FUCKIN FACEBOOK. IF YOU GOTTA HIDE BEHIND YOUR WRITTING THEN YOUR A SCARED LITTLE BITCH WHO IS TOO FUCKING SCARED TO SAY IT TO THEIR MOTHER-FUCKIN FACE. PLAIN AND SIMPLE. THE ONLY REASON WHY I WRITE THE TRUTH LIKE THIS IS BECAUSE IF ANYBODY CAME TO ME AND ASKED ME SOMETHING I WOULD TELL THEM THE STRAIGHT-UP TRUTH. I WOULD'NT BULLSHIT IT, OR CANDY COAT IT FOR THEY ASS. AND FOR ALL THE FUCKIN RETARDS THAT WOULD SAY WELL IS'NT SHE TALKING SHIT ABOUT PEOPLE ON HERE. NO!!!!!!! IT'S THE TRUTH.

English 1020

Ok where do i begin. I like my English class i really do. However it feels like i really don't have anything to say in there anymore. Not because i don't think it's interesting but it's just i really don't have much to say about life in general anymore, maybe that is why my blogs are slipping just a tad and maybe i need to just stay to myself. It's like the only people i really talk to in there is kelvin, and Richard that's just about it. Not to say that i don't want to talk to anybody else because i would carry on a conversation with them. However catch me at around like 2 or 5 p.m. i will be ready to talk then. I just come in the class room everyday and try to get through what i gotta do for the day, like for real.

Time to myself

Lately i have been spending alot of time to myself. I have just been sorting out the important things, and what should come first, and what should be non-exsistant. For some reason i found it very important that i took like 5 days off from memphis. It felt like i was cramped and i could'nt breathe. It so much hate in this damn city, and everytime i turn around somebody got shot, stabbed, or something. So while i was back at my luxourious home of Knoxville, TN. I realized that like 80% of my friends were not actually my friends, and that most guys are'nt my friend they just wanna what they can get. Fortunatly ( i think i misspelled that) They are still waiting. So i vowed to myself that when i come back i will cut the unnessasary and love the immediate.

Andrew Couch

When we went to the interview about Andrew Couch. I though he was going to be like this vegetable and would have an extrememly hard time answering the questions that we asked him. However it was nothing like that he talked about how and why he began writing. The certain type of genere that he preferred writing and why he felt as if it were a part of him. He began writng as a poet and did not prefer a specific type of genre just whatever he felt like at the particular time. He said that his poetry begins with a mind or a mood. Most of his poety tends to be short, dramatic lyric. He said that poetry is an art of compression, and that most it should contain most accurate language, and precision should be used, when writting. Even though he does suffer from sever brain damage i still believe that he is extremely intelligent.

sick

Sick

For the past couple of days I have been feeling a little under the weather. Don’t rightly know exactly as to what it could be. All I know is that my stomach gets these weird, painful feelings at times, and sometime I’m really very hungry like on the point of starvation and at other times it’s like I can’t even fathom the sight of food. It all started last Monday at around noon I was going to class like I normally always do, then I notice that my stomach was beating like a snare. Then I said to myself maybe I’m just a little hungry, oh well I will get something to eat after class, but then my stomach wouldn’t allow me to go on being hungry. I found this rather odd that I was going to be late for class because of my hunger. I was always able to contain myself when it came to eating.
The next day the pain struck me in my sleep I felt as if I were going to throw up and I got extremely hot while lying in my bed. I too found this rather odd, because it is winter…who sweats in the winter?? So I began to drink more water and fluids I thought that perhaps maybe I could have just been a little dehydrated, but no it wasn’t that either. Well just yesterday I was talking to one of my friends about it. She said,” Well maybe your pregnant.” I said “What!!! No way”. “Well you’re showing all the possible signs”. night sweats, nauseous, hunger issues. ”Yes” she said you’re definitely pregnant. I said, “ “I can’t be pregnant”, “why do you say that”? She said. Without thinking I screamed out BECAUSE I’M NOT GETTING NO DICK. Out loud in the middle of the tiger den. Talk about embarrassed.