Kid Cudi

So my brother knew about this years ago, lol. I'm so lame. NO I'M NOT. I'M DOPE. enjoy.



Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...

[Kid Cudi:]
Day and night (what, what)
I toss and turn, I keep stressing my mind, mind (what, what)
I look for peace but see I don't attain (what, what)
What I need for keeps this silly game we play, play
Now look at this (what, what)
Madness to magnet keeps attracting me, me (what, what)
I try to run but see I'm not that fast (what, what)
I think I'm first but surely finish last, last

[Chorus:]
Cuz day and night
The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night
He's all alone through the day and night
The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night (at, at, at night)
Day and night
The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night
He's all alone, some things will never change (never change)
The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night (at, at, at night)

[Kid Cudi:]
Hold the phone (what, what)
The lonely stoner, mr. solo doe low (what, what)
He's on the move can't seem to shake the shade (what, what)
Within his dreams he see's the life he made, made
The pain is deep (what, what)
A silent sleeper you won't hear a peep, peep (what, what)
The girl he wants don't seem to want him too(what, what)
It seems the feelings that she had are through, through

[Chorus:]
Cuz day and night
The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night
He's all alone through the day and night
The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night (at, at, at night)
Day and night
The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night
He's all alone, some things will never change (yeah) (never change)
The lonely loner seems to free his(yeah) mind at night (at, at, at night)

[Kid Cudi:]
Slow moe, (what, what)
When the temple slows up and creates that new, new (what, what)
He seems alive though he is feeling blue (what, what)
The sun is shining man he's super cool, cool
The lonely nights (what, what)
They fade away he slips into his white nikes (what, what)
He smokes a clip and then he's on the way (what, what)
To free his mind in search of,
To free his mind in search of,
To free his mind in search of,

[Chorus:]
Cuz day and night
The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night
He's all alone through the day and night
The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night (at, at, at night)
Day and night
The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night
He's all alone, some things will never change (never change)
The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night (at, at, at night)

At, at, at night

Laughter IS thee Best Medicine

Spotted @ my favorite blogger's site.. You know him. Don't front.

The One & Only Infectious.

Shepard Fairey

This is too dope NOT to share.

Spotted @ _Hello Stranger_; if she don't calm down with her posts.. LOL.

Halfway House

THE SONGS ARE ON MY PHONE. OMFW.

U GOTTA KNOW I'M GOING CRAZAY.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Happy Birthday Ernest!

This morning I saw Ernest spittin' at Suffolk in that dope ass Martin shirt.. decided to peep more videos because besides that one, I had already seen Broadcast and The Speech (A Nigger's Piece) last winter. This one is short and sweet; enjoy.




Ernest Estime says, "YouTube me."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERNEST! (Thank YOU for the inspiration).

I Just Need To Calm Down

I'm going to try to change my playlist on my phone often, I've changed it twice since the LX first came out. The 2nd time I changed it, I didn't even select songs that I may have wanted to keep, I just wiped my card clean. Wanted to start new I guess.

So I have a few Joe Budden songs on there, and his song "Calm Down" is ONE song I have to stop and listen to. Not just hear it. I may feel super hype, joyful, happy, tremendously lonely, sad, angry, confused.. But that song just takes me to another place.

I know his Halfway House mixtape is out now, have yet to give it a listen. I will tomorrow. I'm extremely tired at the moment but I'm unable to fall asleep. I also slept most of the day but my eyes hurt LIKE I AM SLEEPY. Grr.

Alicia Keys "Where Do We Go From Here" is a nice song too. I love songs more when they touch my heart and they don't remind me of anyone LOL.

"I don't know if I could lift my head and face another day
It's such a lonely road

Usually not the kind of girl who's lost and looking for direction
Who could this be staring at me

Where do we go from here
Follow the tracks of my tears"

P.S. Donell Jones "Where I Wanna Be" - how bout that classic? I remember being at a middle school dance singing that at the top of my lungs. Ahh when I used to sing. Love those days.

"I just need time to see
Where I wanna be.."

I'm just in that mood tonight folks. Peace be with you.

Buddy

"I just wanna part of your heart I can borrow....
This a different type of commitment
I'm talking 'bout a true friendship
Someone I can depend on
To be down no matter what
Let me know if you with it 'cause....
It would be fly if you were my b-u-d-d-y
Don't be shy, give it a try I could be yours and you could be mine"

-Musiq Soulchild-

Damn Lyfe!

R&B singer Lyfe Jennings was arrested earlier today in for allegedly firing a gun then speeding away from police. The singer, born Chester Jennings, also refused to take a field sobriety test.

According to TMZ.com, Georgia police were responding to gunshots allegedly fired by Jennings. The singer then fled the scene and was chased by authorities before crashing. He was apprehended and charged with felony weapon possession by a convicted felon. Jennings also faces other charges including attempting to elude officers, discharging a firearm near a highway, and refusing to take a sobriety test.

In 1992 he was convicted of arson and served 10 years in prison. Upon his release he recorded his first album 'Lyfe 268-192' named after his prison identification number. His current album 'Lyfe Change' is in stores now.

Shouts to Davida :) "woow"

Just Got Paid..

Friday niii-err morning... party's jumpin' LOL

Nah but look @ this! This looks nice! Haha

P.S. I'm Letter/Number C040 @ the DMV and it's on C021 :-\

ATTENTION!

The Avon company is performing some "maintenance" on all of the Avon representatives' pages therefore for ALL OF YOU who wish to buy online, can't at the moment because her page isn't available..

YourAvon.com/ElisabethGomez hasn't died yet!! I will let you know as soon as it's up and running so nvm that fine pic of her and I on the right side of my page.

That pic was taken on my 21st birthday, she was holding my fav kind of cake: chocolate.

:D

That is all.

I ♥ NY

Let's hope I dream of a beautiful, productive day on the East Coast.

Goodnight.

"Cuddle Season"

I talked to Brooklyn about my situation/feelings/ramblings.
And he simply said,

"That's only cuz winter's comin'. Cuddle season."

I thought about how much truth those simple words held. Then almost immediately brushed that off and told him, "That't not true. I didn't feel this way last yr this time." [I didn't have anyone to "hold."] Instantly I said, "NVM. GIO."

AMAZING! What a conversation can do to someone else. Lending an ear often can work miracles and really fulfill someone. Depending of course who that is. I mean he never held me. He never spoke to me face to face.

But we spoke; to each other, touched each other at the sound of each other's words and connections spiritually, soulfully.

If it truly is "cuddle season" I surely don't like it. That's a sad excuse anyway. Or reasoning for what I'm missing. I've been telling myself it's just been awhile. And maybe it is just a coincedence that winter is creeping along you know.

Gio wasn't with me in the physical but he put into effect other emotions running through me that hadn't been caressed. I think that's why, this time, last year, I didn't feel lonely. I didn't feel in need of anyone. Because I had him.

I saw this tonight. And what a way to end the night. I call this picture:

• Hope & Love
  
  

BTW I feel SUPER better already!!! I'm not sick anymore yayy!!!

Girl

Confessions Pt. Dos

And another thing. ['Cause I just reread what I sent in and um.. yeah.] I brought up the bitches because I been reading a lot of different blogs whose authors are those with a penis and man do they make me happy. They don't talk about the shit I talk about on my blog. I actually don't know what my blog is about so let me not even dig my grave right now. But. I'm saying. Dudes are just better overall. A lot of them don't worry about shit and the others are pretty damn good about showing their success over the emptiness inside.

Damn girls and their emotional [fill in some word I can't think of @ the moment here].

What else did I want to add. I feel high. But I didn't even take medicine. I am drinking tea though. The last 4 sentences including this one was not what I wanted to add. *sigh*

Since I described this companion as someone that must be a male, maybe I am looking for someone to be with. NO. NO NO. No I'm not. I just know I love to be happy. And this illness is fuckin' my confidence up. Whenever I get sick, I want to curl up and be held until I fall asleep. I think that's all it is. When I get better, all this madness will pass on. In the meantime, I will continue to read these blogs that I currently follow that make me feel so damn good. Even if it's about flyy gear, random dope shit to post from a dude's perspective, random dope shit to post from a female's perspective, original lifestyle, or just plain art. I can't be following anyone that gets too much into their life, i.e. Me. Take exhibit A as proof [this post, among many]. Surprised I got a follower, let alone 5.

I am rambling. I need to hurry and demolish this tea so I can take my ass to sleep. I must b up in 4hrs. Ima be up here while I rest.

AND I'VE BEEN LISTENING/FEELIN' R&B MUSIC. THAT SHIT DON'T HELP. BUT IT'S SO SOOTHING TO MY EARS. SO MAYBE IT DOES HELP. why were my caps on. goodnight.

Confessions

One of the reasons I don't even like females is because they're females. Some of ya'll Dudes know what I'm talkin' bout already and probably won't read anymore past this sentence. I mean, the fuckin' emotions and the talking and the blah to the fuckin' blah. I'm gettin' sick and tired of self yo. And this is why.

Not too long ago, I mentioned me meeting someone and feelin' good about said person but wasn't rushin' into it. Well. This dude. He warmed my heart up. He didn't melt it! Because unfortunately I'm still fully capable of destroying others verbally and even worse without my presence. But he made me feel nice, and he comforted me. He reminded me of what I've been missing for well over a year. Why would he do that when his intentions aren't more then to just go out clubbin' from time to time and may or may not CRAVE to dance with me?!

Don't get this post wrong. This post is not I repeat NOT about me missing dude. It's about missing a companion. Missing having a support system. Someone to hear me out about anything and nothing at all. To give me that boost I need. I wouldn't be askin' for this if my brother or my mom gave me some uplifting words from time to time. Thing is, they don't. No one does.

Most encouraging words I've heard are: You gotta do what you gotta do.

That can pertain to any fuckin' body. And I'm not just anybody. I want someone who specifically knows the shit I go through and to help me carry all this weight. Not by going through it too but by just letting me know, "Jenn. I'm here.I can't do shit about your situation but you go on and vent to me. You can do this. I agree it's good to just not think about a thing and listen to the leaves on the trees with the breeze, meditate. It makes you feel good. I'm all for it."

I don't know.

I know I'm not looking for my soulmate. I'm not looking for "the one." Just someone who cares about me and I equally care about them. Someone who has an equal understanding of what we should sacrifice for eachother effortlessly and with pleasure. One genuine conversation with this someone would fulfill me and keep me happy to a certian degree. I mean, you know us humans, never fuckin' satisfied no matter how good things may seem.

This person can't be a girl either. I'm thinkin' of an attractive male that will fuck me on a mental level. That will have similarities and differences that I will accept and vice versa. Someone I can disagree and discuss with on an intelligent level. Because at the end of the day, I will have so much respect for him, and he will keep me smiling. And I will do the same for him.

Too much to ask?

FYI: I think I have the flu, does anyone know if that shit is goin' around in the LA/San Diego County? I'm not feeling too well and I haven't been for almost two weeks now. Currently rockin' a blue napkin corner inside of my left nostril. This post may not make sense to you but it also may not make sense to me later.

Peace.

A'ight

I don't even follow a lot of people on this here Blogger. But what I have already [5] is more than enough to keep me busy. Tonight I been catchin' up on m*'s blog and I'm just lovin' all the music/videos she added on her shit. I gotta add this video on mine. ONLY to feed my infatuation for NY. Enjoy.


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Souled Out

Shouts to _Hello Stranger_

Pro-Mortality.

Keeping in mind Mr. Bru Cru's post I would like to say I'm glad I don't have the ability to live forever.

Let's think about that for a minute. I'm sure there's pros and cons about it but I'm just going to focus on what I want to focus on because I can.

How would I age if I live forever? I think it's a beautiful thing to age gracefully and as each year passes and your body grows tired and weary you work with what you have and still be deemed as a beautiful woman [I'm speaking of myself, of course.]

There are people who waste so much time already knowing one day they will die, possibly the minute after that thought comes to mind. There are people who take advantage of what they have and there are those who don't have much that could care less about it or won't take the effort to change their situation. I would HOPE those kind of people don't live long enough at all already, let alone immortals? Oh man. What a waste, waste of space.

Now, I personally think there have been people who have been taken away from us too soon but then again, that's all relative. I'm sure for each person that "didn't deserve to die" there's also another feeling the complete opposite, but out of respect hasn't said a word. [Or maybe they have mentioned it but no one cares, really].

I also think that given the life we have and knowing one day we will die gives us many chances to really do it all, do what you can, do what others can't and then just tell all about their adventures, stories, tragedies. I mean that's really what it's all about right? Do things WORTH doing. Not for others, but for yourself. EXPLORE. You only have a limited time to do that. You know?

Think about that. Jack.

P.S. What would we do knowing we have all the time in the world? Sounds creepy to me.

My Love For Laughter

Thanks to DAVIDA I was very happy at work today.. She put me on this HILARIOUS BLOG.

You've gotta check him out.

Chris, you had me crying today while I was sad at work. They were happy tears. Thank you; have a great vacation in my homeland ;-D

Dry Tears

The fires are back and it saddens me.

No Other Love

Won’t you please get out of my head
Get back into my bed now, come kiss me, come with me
Cause’ I can’t hardly sleep without you, can’t stop thinking bout you girl
I want you, I need you
And I’m ready for love, I’m ready for us to lose control
Oh you know and I know that

I had my share of lovers
But there is no other girl, your special, now let’s go
Cause love I want you more than ever, want to do whatever now
To keep you, I need you
And I’m ready for love, I'm ready for us to lose control
Oh you know and I know that

I say your turning me on now, say your turning me oh-oh-oh-on
Say your turning me on with your smile, to your lips, to the words of this song ah know
I used to say I was too young, now I’m grown up
But I put you where you need that strong, real goodie good loving
Stevie wonder said it’s been so long
And Imma a give it if you need it are you ready to receive it
Boy I-I-I-I-I (wanna give you some love), I wanna give you some love and affection, you got my attention
See I’m ready for love, I’m ready for us to loose control
Oh you know, and I know that

No other love
No other touch
Gimme gimme oh so much

No other kiss
No one like this
Feeling that I can’t resist
Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on

-John Legend/Estelle-

Collect Calls

Remember those? Remember the commercials??

Well today I explained to someone what those were.

I felt old.

Few months ago I explained to someone what a pager was.

*sigh*

Presidential Shave

John McCain and Barack Obama somehow ended up at the same barbershop.

As they sat there, each being worked on by a different barber, not a word was spoken.

The barbers were even afraid to start a conversation, for fear it would turn to politics. 

As the barbers finished their shaves, the one who had McCain in his chair reached for the after shave. 

McCain was quick to stop him saying, 'No thanks, my wife Cindy will smell that and think I've been in a whorehouse,' 

The second barber turned to Obama and said, 'How about you?'

Obama replied, 'Go ahead, my wife doesn't know what the inside of a whorehouse smells like.' 

Shouts to Anissa for sending me this. Even though she won't see this. Shutup D.

Grand Central Station

the cutaway view of Grand Central Station made out of Lego's in MiniLand at Legoland California :-)

yes the real thing is much much better but this is the closest I can get-for now.

Erotic Beauty

Anyone who knows me and knows me well KNOWS I am very much into ART. Specifically photography.

"Jimon's photographs are the very epitome of erotic photography." Maxim Jakubowski-Editor

LA so so corrupt.

I was looking over my Voter Information Pamphlet [I'm a Los Angeles County registered voter] and there's Proposition A which focuses on the youth, prevents them from doing anything gang/violence related and instead provides different activities that won't get them in trouble such as tutoring, mentoring, and a variety of after-school programs.. This would be done by adding an annual $36 tax on each real property parcel.

Excuse my opinion but this is the city of Los Angeles where most of the ones in power are the ones causing the problems or feeding the evil seed. I also saw that the Police Chief agrees with this prop, as well as over 9,000 L.A. police officers [yeah, that makes me feel like the tax money will be used to help the already 40,000+ gang members roaming the streets]. People who protect and serve and don't participate in being paid off by different gangs so they don't patrol their area at certain hours of the night. ANYWAY.

I was intrigued to see the argument opposing the prop. And this lady couldn't have it more on the money. Let me give you a taste.

"City Controller Laura Chick studied the city's anti-gang programs and found the problem is not a lack of money but a lack of management...."

ooh!! are you feeling this yet?!

"The controller concluded solving the problem "will not require additional funding, but will require redirecting existing funds to more targeted programs, eliminating duplication and streamlining programs, and implementing performance-based contracting and monitoring practices."

We don't need higher taxes. We just need City Hall to do its job, and manage these programs.

I MEAN IM SAYING RIGHT?!! DAMN.

INSPIRATION at its finest!

Smile. It's a great day. You're alive. You can read this. And goshdarnit. Life is good.

Isn't it?

Our Guitars

and my brother in the background ignoring the RockStar Party going on.

October 15-Tune in.

Well ladies and gentlemen, I have cable now. Felt it was my responsibility to tune into the Presidential Debate tonight. I'm not sure at what time during the 90 minutes I began watching but I know I heard a lot and am looking forward to watching the final debate October 15.

I was living under a rock with my handy dandy Sidekick LX for a few months; meaning, my own web browsing was my resource/outreach to the rest of the world. Not something I'm proud of but sacrifices needed to be made. As mentioned above, I got cable and immediately flipped through channels to see what I could feed my brain with. I took it upon myself to learn about these two candidates and the issues they stand for and against. Finally right?

Opinions/thoughts of mine are that Obama is a handsome man, McCain is clearly not. Obama seems to have a plan and steps to make it a success whereas McCain is in fantasyland and thinks he is Superman and everything can and will be done once he is President. Obama has determination and the voice to make things better, not completely convinced he will and most importantly HOW he will though. McCain just looks like a raggedy ass man living with a past mentality and wants to continue to "serve his country" as President w/o changing our future.

Hope is a beautiful thing. And Obama is one of the images I get when I think of Hope. This election is key to our history and I'm so blessed to be a part of the good, the bad, and the ugly of this generation.

[He's] Killin' Me.

Remember the fluttering? Well the butterflies weren't able to adapt to their environment so they died.

Illusions aren't all their cracked up to be. I'm a bit disappointed but the feeling of happiness is fillin' in the rest of my "space."

Ok. Getting to the point.

You ever been shut down, rejected, denied, demolished, destroyed, lol, by someone you really wanted to get to know but surprisingly feel great afterward? Well that was me last night. A first for me. Not the red flag thrown @ my face but being happy after the fact.

I just realized that I was infatuated with the beautiful package before me and as much as I wanted to know the depth within that package, in order to see what was wrong with him.....ok pause. Not that I look for what's wrong with dudes. It's just nobody is perfect and it's very hard to find what those flaws are in the beginning nowadays. So since he's just gorgeous it's like, "What's the catch?" Anyway, my plan to know more about him so I can GetClose to him ;-) failed miserably.

I was awakened with a list of things he doesn't have whether it's because he hasn't showed me that he has them or not. Bottom line is he won't allow himself to show me. And that in itself is enough to keep me satisfied while he enjoys life as I do the same.

Love is Amazing

Ok ok I must say this.

MrBruCru.blogspot.com

Check THAT out.

If you don't like it, I don't care. I like it.

I also checked Mr Bru Cru's MySpace and his gf [I think is his gf] has a bomb ass sense of humor. I like her.

Not like that guys :-)

Testing..

The Music Note that accompanied her through the times when she was left all alone, when no one had the time, when everyone else was so fuckin tired of listenin to her rant on and on and on about the bullshit and turmoil and the dreams that sounded like a eutopia that will never be constructed. Won't ever be experienced, the fantasies that flowed consistently from her mouth made them turn their backs and made them wish they had that time back. Nah fuck that. That note. That Note. THAT NOTE!! is there. And will always be there. No matter how many others leave her. She is able to step up and take a seat inside that D.. HER SAFE PLACE TO GO TO! Learned so much while she curled herself and dAVIdA held her tightly.. She misses that spot, for its no longer reserved for her. So its imprinted forevermore so she won't ever forget about this specific safe place, her travels (hint: location of it chosen wisely) because this D was and still (in spirit) walks along beside her.. Whispering: I will always be here.. She just can't hear her.. But she can't help but look down when times get hard, and she sees. And is reminded.. You had to experience that GROWTH and MATURITY as you curled up like a child does.. You've grown and you've matured so now you're on your own. You must act now and no longer sit still. No longer lay down. No more rest. However, so often she is emotionally frazzled that its so easy to just close her eyes, sit down, hug her knees that are pulled up to her chest and bury her face in between her knees and just wonder why she's alone. As she opens her eyes there's "d" to remind her of the beginning stages that made her acquire the skills she has now to hang tightly from that J and rely on her strength to keep her holding on..to the belief that she'd soon be set free from the injustice, from the shadows of the false imprisonment, the chains of the wrongfully accused. Now she's tainted, innocent, so pure, but she walks with a stamp now, so her image has been toyed with.. So she hangs.. Awaiting.. Swing, swing.. Feelin the breeze.. Feeling the free..dom. Dumb. Duuumb. There's no freedom. Freedom isn't supposed to have boundaries. Understood. Meantime, Smile.. Why give that freedom the satisfaction of seeing you frown.. Inside. Inside she's free. She hangs, continues to hang in there.. And she's reaching for that star! She's almost there.

*written February 2008

Let ME Tell You About A Girl I Know..

She likes Hip Hop and Rock & Roll....

Brick-Or-Treat!

Tonight's the first night @ Legoland for the Brick-Or-Treat events!!

Every Saturday 5p-9p ;-)

And the fluttering begins..

I'm getting to know someone.

Too soon to even say anything but I feel the love coming back. The kind of love I once hoped existed.

There's an attraction. We have great conversation. Constant smiles. It feels good.

"Do You Feel Me"
Wish I could see through
See deep into you
And know what you're thinking now
And if I were to need it
I need some kind of sign
Let me know cause I can't read your mind

Are you in?
Or am I in this on my own?
I need some clue from you
Let me know babe

Do you feel me?
Do you read me?
Tell me am I gettin through to you
I wanna know,
Are you with me?
Are you listening?
Baby, is my message gettin through?
Do you feel me baby, oh babe, cause I can feel you

You play it so cool
Won't let nothin' show through
Won't show what you're feeling now, no
And you like to keep keepin' me
Keeping me here in the dark
And I can't see through into your heart
Let me in, in on this mystery
Cause I just can't stay in this guessing game

And don't keep me hanging on the line, baby
Tell me if you want me
And if you don't just let me know
Just answer one question
Don't keep me here guessing
Tell me now

-Anthony Hamilton-

And the butterflies, fluttering..

It begins.

McCain Fan

A teacher in Elmira, New York, who is a McCain supporter, asked her 4th grade class, "How many of you are McCain fans?" Not really knowing what a McCain fan is, but wanting to be liked by the teacher, all the kids raised their hands, except for Little Johnny.

The teacher asked Little Johnny why he has decided to be different. Little Johnny said, "Because I'm not a McCain fan." The teacher asked, "Why aren't you a McCain fan?" Johnny said, "Because I'm a Democrat."

The teacher asked him why he's a Democrat. Little Johnny answered, "Well, my mom's a Democrat and my dad's a Democrat, so I'm a Democrat." Annoyed by this answer, the teacher asked, "If your mom was a moron and your dad was an idiot, what would that make you?"

With a big smile, Little Johnny replied, "That would make me a McCain fan."

I LOVE THIS! ha. Received this in my email ;-)