Sunday, May 31, 2009

You can grow up anytime now...

Listening to La Rhumba by RZA, Method Man and Killa Sin. ... I got a lot on my mind but I don't know if I feel like putting it all down right now. ... Girls need to learn how to talk shit out and not form their own judgements based on ill-informed theories they have about the other people or their intentions. You just end up making yourself look immature and foolish. You can call yourself a grown person and an adult all you want, but until you're capable or recognizing your inabilities and being rational about things, you don't stand a chance in a relationship. I once wrote, not too long ago, that if you're over the age of 25, man or woman, and have had at least two serious relationships, you're probably part of the problem. I wouldn't put myself beyond that category, either. But I've definitely learned from mistakes I've made as well as from the mistakes made by others. Until you can do that, good luck with your pocket rocket and battery supply, yo. Maybe the Latin girl was the way to go afterall. ... Funny how one goes and another replaces. ... Something is cool about artwork on your neck. ... My fingers are cold. I don't know how much longer I can type. ... We just trying to party, holmes. ... In my pants pockets: Coach money clip with two credit cards and three IDs, cherry Carmex stick, 55 cents, keys, $31, dirt. ... Sloppy people piss me off. Get your game right once in a while. Do something different with your life. ... White guys love cargo shorts, flip flops and either a dingy retro t-shirt or a golf shirt. I hate that. ... Whatever happened to AZ? ... Juice isn't bad for you if it's real juice. ... I disguise my ghetto well. So don't make it surface. ... I decided I like girls who ride horses. ... I'm done with this today. ... Listening to Life's A Bitch by Nas. Pure coincidence. ... Be cool and ditch school.

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