7.20.2007

• the official website is almost up; preview of layout>>>
  
• i'm not goin back to school this semester because my school took back my financial aid, said nothing all year, and just now alerted me about payin them by the end of this month. niggas please and bye!
• i might be transferrin to state.
  

Labels: life, random

7.17.2007

presenting...Nike “Earthquake” Air Max 1 & 90 Part 2


its been awhile since i blogged about kicks but i had to this time. these 90s gave me a hard on. the am1s are crack too.

This pack was conceived with the original release. It is a toned down version on an Air Max 1 and an Air Max 90. These are crack for sure and we might also have a few new apparel pieces scheduled for the drop as well. Pics of those to come.

Labels: air max 90, nike, sneakers

7.16.2007

its been brought up in the past few years but no one is really sayin anything about the media's penchant for missing white women aka the missing white women syndrome. have you heard of Stepha Henry? what about Tamika Huston? or Shirley Geanes? These are all black women who have gone missing within the past 5 years and there are hundreds more that we haven't heard about. Stepha is the latest victim (that i know about), she went missing about a month and a half ago in Miami. The police are still lookin for people who might know anything about her whereabouts. Instead of reporting about Stepha on MSNBC, they continued coverage about Paris Hilton saying "Paris Hilton coverage was more important". The media is still in love with (white) damsels in distress

“There are several common threads,” Clark said. “The victims that get the most coverage are female rather than male. They are white, in general, rather than young people of color. They are at least middle class, if not upper middle class. Such cases fit a convenient narrative pattern that storytellers have used for more than a century, a pattern whose design still incorporates remnants of an outmoded view of women and black people and their roles in society.”

linkage: What about Stepha?; Missing Minorities; What's Missing?

Labels: bullshit, everyday occurances

does sleeping all day + slight sadness + not eating = depression?

Labels: boredom, life

7.11.2007

Durham is officially on my shit list. their public transportation "system" is whack as hell. they run at odd times [2:29, 2:51? y'all can't round up or down to the nearest 5 or 10 minutes interval?] and at odd intervals. maybe i was spoiled by Springfield's PVTA buses run every 5 or 10 minutes depending on how busy the street is. i thought Durham was bigger than Springfield but their bus depot is smaller than our leasing office. what...the.. fuck?! TTA and DATA are bullshit. they made me miss my fucking interview where i was basically guaranteed a job. and NOW i'm back at square motherfucking one. no job/interviews or anything. i wanna bust someone in their face.

on the plus side of yesterday, i sat at Barnes and Noble for a few hours and read half of Richard Bachman's new book.

Labels: bullshit, life

7.10.2007

Labels: random, sneakers

7.09.2007

its the little shit that fucks you up as a child. little common ordinary stuff that makes you wonder "Why don't i have that?". when i was a youngin [boy do i sound old sayin that shit] i realized that i didn't have a daddy and all the other kids did. that one thought fucked me all up. i wondered why he didn't want me, i cried myself to sleep over this countless nights as a kid. i felt rejected by my own flesh and blood. what i didn't realize until i got to my sophomore year of college was that he is the coward who couldn't handle his own responsibility so he ran like a little bitch. my mom never told me anything about him voluntarily and its so hard to ask her anything about him because i get really emotional about it and start crying. all i got out of her was a name, Edward Hill. everything else i know about him i got from my grandma: the fact that he left when i was two and before that my paternal grandmother would take me shoppin and shit, i got my height from him and he lives/lived in new jersey [if you have any serious info on this nigga email me]
my mom said one time that she knows what its like to grow up without a father and i've heard that shit before from other individuals whose fathers aren't in the household but its not the fucking same. you know what your father looks like, you've talked to him, know where he's at [for the most part]. so don't give me that i know what its like shit. i have a question mark on my family tree. i have only one side to my family. you may have experienced that single parent home but not that 'i don't know my father' shit. its NOT the same so don't think it is.
recently...this is on some self diagnosis shit...i've been thinkin about my reluctance to let a nigga truly know how i feel about shit. i've let guys in but only to the kiddie pool, not the deep end. i won't let any men in like that because i don't want that rejection again. this is all subconsciously of course.
oh and i know i aint the only person feelin like this and i aint sayin "poor me, this shit is only happenin to me" all haters with remarks can exit stage left

Labels: life, random, thoughts

i've never stayed in one place long enough to gather any real friendships. everybody i know has a best friend [i want one :( ]. the one house/apartment that i stayed the longest was at colonial estates, for about 7 years. and by then i was already in high school so shit didn't really matter by then. i've gone to 6 different schools not including college. i get bored quick with whatever place i'm at cuz i'm used to changin spots every few years. i really don't see myself stayin here for med school. i wanna go to duke but i also wanna go to columbia or morehouse school of medicine to see some places i've never been. i also want to do doctors without borders when i'm done with school

Labels: boredom, life, thoughts

7.04.2007

i'm bored as shit so don't mind the randomness of this post. i've been growin out my nails and they're longer than ever [pats self on back]. i should put cs3 on my puter and fuck around with it but i'm not inspired to do anything right now i made this 'watch what you say' sig [a sig? i haven't made a sig in years lol] i might make a splash out of it and use it as my header on here...yes good idea i'll expand it to my myspace page also :tu

over 40 jobs applied to, zero hires. what... the... fuck? i got a cover to make for next month but i haven't been sent the pictures yet. the phone is cut off. i miss my ringtones :/ it funny how everyone wants to call me after my phone is cut off lol.

Labels: boredom, life

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