The Cloud Hangs Low.

I'm starting to lose comfort and sanity within myself. I all of a sudden feel like I want to break the fuck out of here! My bestfriend knows me best, because this time last year I had the same feelings, only difference is I got out of this hell that I called home. The fire is snow, the smoke is that cold air that blows and the holidays bring depression. I don't want to be constantly reminded of how Martin Luther King Jr. was murdered...they don't even celebrate his birthday properly...today they were two days late with that celebration. Why? So the government could take ANOTHER day off. They're worse than the public school systems. The State of the Union ain't do nothing but make me feel like a made the wrong decision at the polls that morning, Never anticipated school so much, I'm tired of sitting around feeling like nothing and when I do something it still feels like nothing. Being a manic-depressive sucks, especially on Friday nights. Sitting up here watching this cool ass depressing ass movie, The Dark Knight not really in the mood for conversation via text, IM, tweeting, or hearing another humans voice. I just wanna sit in my thoughts till I sink in and can't get out. I left home thinking back here was going to be uplifting, not the case. I tricked myself again. Maybe Maryland just is not the place for me, hell it wasn't the place for my sister or any of the athletes who were born here because you never hear of a sensational NBA player playing for the Wizards being born in or around the area. I can read people's faces without saying a word or seeing a letter. Is this what I get for not drinking or smoking tonight? Or is this just a good ol classic case of withdrawal. Two parties going on but I don't want to be at one of em...I anticipate too much I guess. Or it could be because I'm lonely as fuck, nothing close to a girlfriend out here...prospect? maybe. But who the fuck knows. I never felt more disappointed in myself for no reason ever...I feel like day by day I'm just wasting away. This must be home my stupid fucking managers feel and why they hate us so much. They see us working for a few extra dollars in our pocket, but they know that this is ALL THEY WILL EVER HAVE, being the manager of muuhfuckin Cinnabon. Oh well fuck em, as long as I have a job I am not complaining...times are too hard for that. I miss all my friends back home even though when I'm there they are hardly ever around or available. But honestly I'm just tired of the sky being gray. Why did this time last year have to be so perfect?! Now I'm comparing today to it and the comparison isn't even close. All I can do is reminisce...and even that hurts somedays.

Seriously.

On Christmas night, I was having another hilarious discussion with my uncles and my mother about how my generation differs from when they were coming up. They emphasized how the styles we are trying to bring back these days are nothing more than a disgrace as to how they use to wear and style things back then. My uncle said, "what's up with the skinny jeans? That's some dumb lookin shit! Ya'll generation is nothing more than some bamma's!" Now of course he was generally speaking and i was generally agreeing, because the truth is some many people are quick to label things, especially went it comes to fashion trends, cool or dope or fly or whatever the fuck it is we say these days. If skinny jeans, v-necks, and those ugly ass Polo boots are your thing GO FOR IT, who the hell am I or any other person to tell you what you are wearing is unacceptable? If you comfortable fuck what everybody else says or has to say. Now, the problem with fashion comes in when people, this is more directed toward dudes, begin to show their underwear as part of their outfit and call it "COOL". I see it everywhere I go, it is a universal tragedy...a two hundred dollar pair of designer jeans or cool looking jeans gone to shit because some idiot decides to sag em below their waist revealing their ass! Our generation has definitely fucked up the meaning of COOL and what it is to dress cool... how the hell are you dressing cool when half of your outfit is undressing itself. A belt never fucking killed anybody...well never mind a few people have hung themselves in jail with a belt, but you get what I mean. There is nothing more aggravating and annoying than walking down the street and seeing a group of NIGGAS (yea I try to refrain from using this word on my blog, but goddammit I am fed up!) walking with each other and all of their dirty ass boxers or tidy whities are showing and their waistline is starting at the back of their fucking knees! I don't know how it is where you're from, but where I'm from in the DMV, it is not uncommon to see this fuckery at all. The sad part is half these fools are walking around with their pants sagged to Satans level without knowledge of where this trend started and began. It all started with the prison system. In prison, any man who wears his pants sagging is viewed as a female or in prison terms "someone's bitch" and is his ass is basically claimed by another man...it has been this way for quite sometime now. Hip Hop in the 90's made it a fashion trend and people followed suit. Some people claim they wear their pants sagging to represent somebody who is jail...that's such bullshit! President Barack Obama told MTV in 2008, "...brothers should pull up their pants. You are walking by your mother, your grandmother, your underwear is showing. What's wrong with that? Come on. Some people might not want to see your underwear. I’m one of them." I totally agree as many other people would. I wish the people who wore their pants like this would realize that they do make jeans that sag and stay on your waist at the same time! I hate to say this, but it appears that the jackasses who do this have the attitude to match this dumb lookin fad. I'm not gonna go too deep into this nonsense because the ones reading this are probably the ones the that hate seeing this shit too! Plain and simple, get your motherfucking pants off the ground and buy a belt or some pants that actually fucking fit!

To Hell With Winter.

Lately my mind has been so tied up in Twitter, Tumblr, movies and things of that nature. I was also suffering from biggest case of writers block. I swear that shit is like a disease! Just last week I was talking to my best friend who is on her way to being an outstanding poet, and apparently she had writers block too and it looks like I caught the fucking bug too! I had been going back and forth in my head about what I should write about and what could inspire me. Nothing came along for a very long time. It has been like two weeks or so since my last post and that shit frustrates me, I hate not being able to process a full and complete subject or thought. Somebody actually called me a traitor for going to Tumblr and just posting things for fun: a few posts here, a song here and there and some new friends, nothing major just fuckery at its best. Since my last post I have come to the realization that winter, when you look beyond the holiday's and the white powdery stuff we call snow...winter is an ugly fucking season...no offense to the season you were born in if you were born in winter, I'm sure you are just beautiful...speaking of the season you were born in, let's talk about that new zodiac symbol bullshit that Minnesota Planetarium Professor Parke Kunkle came up with named "Ophiuchus". Now if that doesn't sound like a synonym for HERPES I don't know what does! This had everybody in a frenzy online for about 8 hours when they thought that they were going to have to claim another zodiac symbol because Ophiuchus changes the way the symbols are distributed, but sure enough all the hype died down when people found out the zodiac symbol change is only relevant if you were born after 2009. But I digress. Since the blizzards of last year, which most of us are still not over, and the way things look I can conclude that winter looks more grim than the original Cinderella story. Looking up at the sky is like looking up at a gray hell filled with black clouds and a crying sun behind it all. The ground looks discolored and boring as the snow begins to melt...and what the fuck is up with the snow turning black...that is depressing in it's own way. Women have to hide the parts about them I love the best aside from their brains. Breasts, legs, and toes go into hibernation until Spring rolls back around. Winter attire is very boring being it is often covered up by a big heavy ass coat and hairstyles go unknown because they're covered by hats and scarves. Couples do appear the happiest in the winter however, probably because they're getting the best gifts because of the holiday season and Valentine's Day and because it begins to feel like eternity...and then the end of Winter rolls around and everyone starts breaking up and acting brand new for the Spring and Summer because nobody likes being tied down when those two come to town. Yea Spring and Summer are like those two friends that are nothing more than bad influences who want you to become the old free spirited you and let loose. Let's face it, the old free spirited you was never tied down or had any type of responsibility outside of going to public school. It's a damn shame, I never noticed how fixated people are about being single for the spring and summer until last year on Twitter when it became so prevalent and common to see people tweet things like: "new season, new bait" or "I'm so glad I'm single now, just in time for spring." It is people with mentalities like this that HAVE NO BUSINESS IN RELATIONSHIPS IN THE FIRST PLACE. Its a fucking shame honestly, you invest six whole months or so in something you felt was real, and then you up and change with the seasons leaving people with the allergy of you from Spring and the heated misery created due to summer, none of these break ups and heartbreaks would occur if winter weren't so cold though. I'll just be happy when it is all over, winter that is. I want to wear shorts and a wife beader everywhere I go, eat outside at the restaurants downtown, and drive with my windows down and my music turned all the way up. Fuck this snow! Fuck the cold! Fuck the groundhog that decides if our winter is going to be longer or shorter!...we might as well let George W. Bush pick our country's fights again if we're leaving all seasonal fate up to a fucking rodent who is scared of it's own shadow! Last but not least...FUCK THE HEARTBREAK that is waiting right around the corner at the end of the season! As I look out of my window, which looks like a wintery hell...I cannot help but rewind my life back to February of 2009 where I got lucky enough to dodge this place filled with snow and heartache to begin another chapter in my life in Orlando, Florida..hell I was there this time last year. But this time last year I was in Florida for a second time except last time I was in love with someone who crushed me at the end of the season...so like I said, Fuck the winter and all it brings.

The Hometeam.

There are millions upon millions of people who use Twitter out there, this is factual. With so many people on this awesome site how can one region be brought together to create one voice?...well the answer is simple...I call them the Home Team, but they are Young Pop and Talley the creators, founders, bosses of the account that is responsible of bringing Twitter users in the DMV together to find em just holla at @DMVFollowers. Young Pop and Talley aren't the only two that run the site, their homey and homey alike Nitty (@NittyisFly) will also jump on the account and do some promotion from time to time as well. The Home Team was recently nominated in the Washington Post's #DCtweeps competetion as one of the best promotional Twitter accounts in the DMV area...even though they did not win the competetion...to even be recognized by a newspaper that is known worldwide is saying alot! Not bad for an account that has only been online for less than a year. @DmvFollowers is probably the most ideal place for any local artists, politicians, events, news, etc. to be broadcast and promoted. I know they sure as hell put me on to a few of the coolest followers I'll ever have and they do it daily or the entire area for everybody living in it. It's not ALWAYS business with these guys, they engage in shouting out people for followers, making lists up, the follower favorite "smash or pass", the DMV Baitlist, and they always always always find a way to bring a few laughs to timelines. Some people hate em and it is not always the best idea to broadcast your anger when they do not shout you out... these guys have 17,700 followers (at this moment) and all...or most of them are asking, begging, or willing to do unholy things to gain a few quick followers. I'll never forget over the summer while I was at my desk at the Library of Congress some fat ass girl decided to say "Fuck them!" and The Home Team followed suit and talked so bad about the girl that she deleted her account, even though the Home Team only tweeted a few things about her, their followers had much much more to say about her. There are plenty of imitations and half ass duplications of the @DMVFollowers site, but none of them have been as successful or as effective as the originators have been this past year, and I only expect more to come from these dudes. I don't go to clubs because I hate the crowd, but I know if I was to ever go to the club the Home Team knows where the most live spots will be and who is going to be there. There are 3 simple rules to get a followback and shout outs from @DMVFollowers 1. You must be following @YoungPop & @TalleyIsMajor 2. You Must live in the DMV area...DC/MD/VA. 3. well fuck it you gotta be dope! Anyways like I always say in my tweets about @DMVFollowers...Peace to the home team for doin their thang!

The Internet Ruined My Life.

After watching that fuckery of a movie 'The Craigslist Killer on Lifetime...of all networks to watch which I am still in amazement about, I have come to the brash conclusion that people have too much fucking time time on their hands devoted to the internet and create the opportunity for the internet to ruin potentially great things to come. People are so hooked to the internet like its digital crack. (which it is) I have seen countless talk shows and news studies that discuss and show how people are losing jobs, money, family, and even relationships (can you believe this shit?!) all because they do not know how to simply sign the fuck off of the internet and live in the real world from time to time. I have even witnessed it first hand how people will literally procrastinate doing things like homework, eat, sleep, and love because of the internet. I cannot sit here and act like I ignored a few homework assignments because what I was doing in Facebook and Twitter was far more interesting, but still I know when to buckle down and sign the hell off. Old folks hate it, our young generation love and adore it...but all things that can be done online are not always best. For example relationships, take it from me...I met my last two girlfriends on a social site...no shame in admitting that...they were awesome...then after the honeymoon stage...well you know how that goes. Things just become so difficult and you cannot help but sit and wonder what the hell happened to that person that was so amazing in the beginning. After those experiences I'm not going to count out online dating or anything, but I will take MORE time to get to know the person before I nose dive into a disaster. It's like after you have been through two online relationships gone sour you can't help but sit behind your screen and laugh to yourself at the people who are trying to find their soul mates on Facebook and Twitter...hell even MySpace if they still use it. You see it all the time, dudes going at females online with sexy, sweet, and provocative profile pictures not realizing two very important things. 1. If you do so happen to get her out on a date once you get her number, then what? because let's face it majority of guys online are on the hunt for quick and "easy pussy". They can sit there and talk a big game online and throw as many sweet compliments to the girl as the want, but somewhere down the line the hidden agenda will come to light. But I digress...if she does let the guy have sex with her what is that saying about her & him? Oh I don't know...maybe he or she has fucked a few other people offline on the first meeting...can't even call it a date...just like you. 2. Most dudes fail to realize that just because the girl is looking like a video vixen in her profile picture does not mean that underneath all that glitz and glamor there is not a brain present...or so we would hope. I do not know what "easy" looks like, but I can get some sort of image in my head based on what I have seen some of my friends go at while we're out or at a party and stuff. I don't know...I tweet it often as I can just so the people that follow do not forget that "Twitter is not eHarmony or Match.com!" Now it is one thing to be killed romantically in the hands of the internet, but how the hell do you let that keep you from getting a job?! Isn't that where all the companies making you apply anyway these days? (I love this concept because it is eco-friendly!) All that time people spend watching YouTube, Worldstarhiphop, and horoscopes you would think they could take some time out of their browsing session to go ahead and fill out a few fucking applications!...but not everyone thinks like that. Downloading all that fucking music! How about you download a job motherfucker! Friendships...well they must not be too strong of friendships if you let gossip via Facebook and subtweets break up a bond that is suppose to be as strong as duct tape. You see it time and time again, two people going at it through wall posts or tweets verbally abusing the holy fuck out of each other, for most people it is great entertainment, which it is, but people are really missing the big picture..which is...what ever happened to doing this over the phone...or better yet face to face...and no I'm not talking about that cool ass feature the new iPhone has! People do not give a damn about privacy anymore...I mean i sit up here on my blog and tell stories of my life because I am conscious and comfortable enough to know the information I give out here is not damaging...and if it is so what!They are funny!...or so people tell me. But when you are arguing publicly arguing with someone so all of your friends and followers (which majority of the time are people you never even said hello to, you just have a lot too seem cool) can see your dirty laundry you look immature, ignorant, and dumb as shit! The sad part is, even after they air each others dirty laundry they're going to be friends again in a week or so and right back on the same bullshit online a month later. I have not seen too many situations personally that have been created due to online gambling so I cannot speak on it, but I will say this...do not lose your family and fucking house for some bullshit online, that that shit to Vegas! Wanna catch a cheater?...that should be the title of new tv show or something, but people are so dumb! They are really dumb forreal! (Antoine Dodson voice) How easy is it to get caught cheating online?! well let's ask a few of the dumb asses that I know that have been "caught up" online...let's see it all starts when the girl your dating starts looking at your page and sees a particular female writing you shit like "hey babe", "hey boo", the kissy face smiley, and the all-time famous! "why didn't you text me back last night?" I do not condone cheating at all, I think it's the most cowardly thing a person could ever do to another, but cmon now! Another way to catch a cheater online...you don't need their password or nothing... the infamous unwanted or unknowingly photo's that were tagged on Facebook will serve you right. Remember how she said she wasn't going out on Saturday night, but then all of a sudden you see some tagged pics of her posted on Sunday afternoon, the very next day with her all hugged up sitting on the dudes lap who she said was "just a friend" from her physics class?...we have a word for that where I'm from...bullshit! The funniest part about catching a cheater online is the confrontation of the person who cheated...but do these people have enough sense to meet up, text, or call each other like grown civilized people? If you answered "no" you have a fucking brain! If you answered "yes" you must be the most naive motherfucker on the face of the earth! First thing that happens is the subliminal status update or tweet that usually says "I'm done, fuck this bullshit!" then the person will go on their Facebook and change their status to single without the other person knowing, so know when the cheater wakes up and signs online first thing in the morning like everyone does these days they will be like "I'm single?" this is when the wall to wall war begins. Think I'm wrong? Just take a look for yourself. Everybody knows somebody or has a friend who is a cheater. Point blank and period folks is that the internet is awesome, fun, and very mysterious... but please please please do not let this awesome tool be the thing that burdens your lifestyle and potentially your future...it's just technology...not your brain...use it don't abuse and overuse it.