absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence.

Theres been a lot going on in my mind lately.
I'm pretty sure thats why I haven't visited you in a while.

Well I'm here now so I might as well suck it up and have fun.
*word to Amber Cole*

okay.
Well I've recently discovered the light of my life.
Somebody who makes me think.
Makes me seem that I'm not crazy for being who I is.
ya dig? lol

His name is Huey Freeman.
1/2 of the Freeman brothers.
When I say I love this show. I mean it.
I've been watching these people for about 19 hours now.



It kinda puts everything in perspective to me.
All the jumbled up thoughts and rebutes that normally go through my mind
are right there,
on my screen. in clear daylight/midnight.

Apperantly, I'm the only one in the history of the world who hadn't
been blessed with this show. but
Better late than never, I always say.
But the only thing is,
If everyone has seen this, why do people still act the way they do.
The wrongs of society are clearly highlighted.
Clearly illustrated for us to see the stupidity of the shit we care so much about.
Mocking the ignorance.
Yet we still are ignorant.

I guess stupid really is what stupid does,  Forrest.


I feel like we have all the tools we need to go forward as a people.
and we will,
just like we always do.
from huts and darts, to spaceships and Jetsons.
but our state of mind will never alter.
The same cycle that I see in my lifetime.
Is the same my children will see.
and there children etc.

We will always have the straight shooter,
the castout,
the radical.
the jezebel,
the King.
the smart ass nigga.

Change is constant
but Thought is fluctuant.

I'm going to be who I am everyday of my life apparently.
and you of yours.
So instead of worrying about shit,
I dont give a fuck about.
sports, calculus, politics,  racism
Imm just do me.
should so you.




you can not buy individuality at a thrift store,
footlocker, or supreme.
we cant put on a kufi and be deep.
we must be truthful too ourselves an then we will change the world.

groupthink

I love you all
Addy

EVOLUTION.

Forrest Gump came on today.
... such a great movie

Speaking of groovy flicks,
apparently Lion King is 3-Ding and shit,
talk about a great idea!
how much more epic will that stampede scene be.

Its kinda weird seeing how lion king came out, in 2 dimensions...
and we were perfectly fine with it, until we weren't.
like we took a step further, hypothetically.
Now were about to take Simba to a whole nuther muh fuggin level
yaaahh mean?

Its crazy.
As humans we have come such a long way from math without calculators and dirt roads,
from Harriet to Barrack.

We complain about the lives lost in the war,  and the damage done by 9/11
but can we only imagine the tragedy of World War I or the American Revolution, for that matter.
Reading the paper the morning after the sinking of the Titanic,

History is a beautiful thing,
because we keep going.
change.
We build on what we learn, what we find, and discover.
We create things to make life easier,
We set trends and evolve to fit the environment around us.

Evolution.
The slaves, flappers, hippies, robots.
What is the legacy our generation leaves?
What will like be like when our grandkids meet Sallie Mae?



Back to Forrest =/ 
The man responsible for sparking these random deep thoughts...
Forrest lived through so many things so many decades, so much change.
All those dead presidents,
So many different Jennys...
and he loved her all the same, even though the world around him changed,
Mr. Gump remained the same man on the inside.
Which to me is the most beautiful quality a person can obtain.
Self acceptance.
So much more than confidence.

The power to accept the world around you, and the world inside of your mind.
and being able to allow them to dwell in your life simultaneously.
Self acceptance.

Im convinced I will own a robot before I die.
The world isn't over yet.
We have such a long way to go.
This trip is about to be gnarly as hell...

I wonder how small will ipods will be.

Miss Jackie.

If I had a soap box, I'd be standing on it. 

...right now. 

in the middle of my cul-de-sac for all to see and hear. 

Earlier today I decided it was time to peek at my bank statement, 

I try to limit my balance checking down to twice a month... maybe

 for this reason specifically, 

I got kinda sad that I spent so much money. 

angry because I had to spend any money at all, actually

as opposed to sitting on my dough like a fat ass goose egg

????

I got so pissed at Wachovia for allowing me to buy gas. or new contacts. 

or Wa-Wa for my muchies. 

all very important things, vital but expensive as hell. 

and all the while, as I'm bitching in my mind 

I still have quite a bit of pocket change to last me through the fall. 

*ahem*

If I had a dollar for every time I bitched about... a totally irrelevant topic. 

I'd have enough money to fill that void Wachovia right now. 

Why is it that we can only see ourselves poor, 

when really we're fucking rich as hell. 

metaphorically. 

Think about it. 

How many times have you heard, or said... 

"I hate my life" 

"nobody understands me"

"ma! there aint no food in the house!! can we go to chipotle???"

etc. 

Everytime you start to bitch about bratty shit. 

just imagine if your house got caught in a forest fire

or if your sister married your step father. 

If you couldn't remember your last meal . 

If your baby was ugly. 

or if cancer stuck its fugly nose in your life. 

If we could all just remember that we are blessed. (highly favored)

and all that jazz, 

stop worrying about the love you don't have,

or the clothes you cant afford. 

and just live your life the best you can 

without complaints, 

without regrets. 

and just LIVESTRONG.

I dont exactly remember where I heard this from but, 

Imagine life is a movie, 

here you are, an extra. 

one of those 'pick your nose in the back of the scene' extras

you see that irrelavant nose picking scene pan as the highlight of the movie... 

but in actual reality that movie could have gone on with, or without you. 

That how life is. 

This is not our show, we are just little extras 

we must pick our battles wisely. 

one booger at a time.

RIP Miss Jackie 

;)

I Love You All 

-Addy

Chronic.

I know.
scold me. stone me.
Its been about 3 1/2 - 4 sad lonely months without me.
I'm pretty sure I missed you way more.

So to catch you up and apologize.
*clears throat*
I broke my mac (circa April)
I just got it fixed. (circa last week)
There hasn't a day that has gone by without me thinking of 'the curious case'
How incomplete I was without Tasha. [my mac]
My pod. [yet to be named]
and my dear blog.

I tried to fill a void with twitter and tumblr.
but that shits gay.

anywho hoes...
I'm back!
and hopefully better than before.
*end*

alotta shit goes on in my brain.
Im twisted.
"...sicker than mad cattle" even
and I'm glad I can share my thoughts again.
---------------------------------------------------------->>

Netflix is some superfly shit.
like whoever invented that should win awards...
have lots of hoes and money.

I've spent the last couple of weeks revisiting my childhood.
Watching lost episodes of Rugrats, Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.
(none of that new fancy gay power ranger shit...)
Annie, Free Willy, Mary-Kate and Ashley movies
Movies that shaped me into the great anorexic, orphan, Oracle lover that I am today!

but it made me think about the grand old days.
the simple life.
back when your biggest problem was
deciding what lunch box would look appropriate with our book bag...
or saving up enough change for the Ala Carte' line...
or convincing moms to let us re-up on the newest installment of pokemon cards.
...or digimon whichever your preference?

Since when did we start caring about shit that is irrelevant??
What was the catalyst that killed the 'innocent and naiive but fun as shit' gene??

"Back in the days when I was young, Im not a kid anymore, but somedays I sit and wish I was a kid again...."

Those were the days. 

I had big dreams. 

Me and Barbie were supposed to be in Paris. 

schmoozing with hot french boys. 

dancing 'Swan Lak'e in packed houses. 

not a care in the world... 

nothing except happiness. 

dreams. 

What were your dreams??

...and who the hell woke you up from the beauty of creating your own destiny?
and then introduced you to the evil of a dream deferred??
that bitch.

When people call life a bitch.
no!
you're the bitch that made life treat you this way because you stopped believing in her.
You stopped letting life take you exactly where you wanted to go.
Where you dreamed you could go,

We started caring about relationships,
gossip.
money. cars. hoes
blah.

I wish I could go back. and milk my freedom.
instead of having to pretend to time travel every time I get intoxicated.
...every time I blank out. saying whatever comes to my mind.
like kindergaten.

Dreaming I can fly.
knowing that wherever I land is exactly where I'm supposed to be.

If you feel me, you should understand the relevance of that there picture.
#ThatIsAll


 I Love You All
--Addy

president of the united states.

what to do. 

Malcolm X. 

I never knew what exactly this man did. 

until last night...

thanks BET

I understand. 

blacks. us. we

we were forced here... 

we weren't allowed our own pilgrimage. 

escaping to the promise land. 

no. 

we were chained. 

we resented, but obliged. 

so erase millions of years of history. 

millions of years of civilization. 

we were ameba. 

growing from embryos to infants. 

in slavery. 

infantry to erections. 

in segregation. 

guarded by those white sheets. 

fearful of the explosion of our own ejaculation. greatness 

potential. 

and here were are. 

ignorant to who we are, 

who are we. 

X. 

We were made warm in the blistering cold and snow. 

by these men. 

we thank them, love these men. 

white men.

men who where the same men even

to strip us from our coats. and scarves and snow barren Africa.

We strived for their approval in our adolescence.

needing for cohabitation. 

so we took a journey through the forest. 

dogs.  hoses. blue men. rape. fire. 

all residents in this forest.

we traveled thru  

allowed to enter the land of purity and white. 

only once they thought we were mature enough 

to love them without hate .

forgetting the past 400 years. 

only then. 

we are adults now. 

smiling... striving to be like them 

straight hair light eyes white.

black

still lost.

bastards 

inglorious. 

praises due to the most fly Pra-da

I Love You All 

so love yourselves. 

-ADdy

sorry

Fake Tits.

I'm sorry to all you nappy haters...
but!
I was scrolling down my Facebook homepage thing
and somebody gorgeous said something that caught my eye.

"to keep the natural texture of my hair that grows out of my head is seen as revolutionary--; why is that?"

--Gorgeous Friend 

I have recently joined #teamNaturalHair
and this is easily the best decision I've made in my life...

I feel more confident, beautiful, all that cool shit

I wish everybody joined this team!

It occured to me that black people always wanna be exclusive.
"Man, I dont even wanna cop them cool greys... everybody got em"

or in this case.

How they consider a woman's, 

a black woman's choice to not chemically ruin their hair, a trend. 

While Ill admit this is an epidemic,

This is not a stupid trend, 

This is a little bit more important than quickstrike releases, or twitter.

Everybody and there mama may be doing it... but its about time it be done....

Have you ever wondered why the average "permed females" hair never exceeds her collar bone

why would God allow ever other race to have long hair?

everybody but us.

 smh

Its not because God blessed us with other things.

 (i.e. fat asses, great thighs, and large foreheads)

Its because we kill our poor little follicles. 

with that "creamy crack" shit. 

Black people have "good hair" too 

I bet you'd be surprised at the different textures we have.

Think about it. 

The hair grows...

The new growth is inevitable... right?

So why isn't it getting longer? 

Why?! 

because its breaking off.  hoe

dry lifeless permed hair... you can keep it. 

run away from the rain. 

While I'm in a pool without a swimming cap!

I may have a teenie weenie afro now. 

but soon enough Ill be swangin! 

It kills me how now that I'm natural I get treated like a civil rights activist. 

this is how I was born. 

I Love You All 

--Addy

After the Party.

I know why twitters so popular,

I understand everything now.

Twitter is an alternative for your mind.
Conversations we have with ourselves can now be shared
with our millions of followers.
bots. twatchers. etc...

we no longer have only ourselves to rely on...
in 140 character or less.
or now more ...
#twitlonger
we no longer have to be lonely creepy thinking to myself creepers.
we have options!

I can tell my followers about the girl in my class that smells like fish.
or now.
when I hear a cool song.
I can tell everybody about it! #nowplaying.
#nowAttemptingToBeaCoolMusicListener

When the booskees acting up.
I can let everybody know it.
get advice from Pookie and them.
and all the while DM-ing some studmuffin you had class with last semester.


We can pretend to know other people.
Pretend to  be cared about.
that  darn "@" symbol
a sign of endearment.
Somebody actually took the time to mention me!
little ole @addysHome.
=)

wow.

I can have all the followers in the world tho.
but ill still be a lonely little soul
when twitters gone,
ya know...once ubertwitter kills my darn battery
...maybe because of the many times my timeline had to be refreshed?
or maybe blackberrys are waaack.
lol.

but I still have my mind to fall back on...
old yeller. always there when you need her.
me.
myself.
right??
Thats all you really do have in the end.


It'll never run out of characters.

Out on a Friday night

Fake smiles and flashing lights

Where do all the lonely people go when the party's over?

Everybody is your friend

I hope this never ends

Cause I don't know where lonely people go when the party's over

#shoutout to the lovely Carlitta Durand
and of course the legendary Little Brother!!



if ya ain't know ya better google them #shawty


I Love You All
--Addy

Mrs. Knox

I had the best 4th Grade teacher in the history of the world man. 

Brandywine Elementary Standuuuuppppp!

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

                              

                                    The Road Not Taken

                        --Robert Frost. 

I apologize for my lack of post yesterday... 

I had ....er? 

A soaring good time last night with my homies. 

I just couldn't stay awake long enough to humor you with my presence.

#shoutout to the homie big Melly-Mel 

from melwood.

 =)  

Sooooo anyway doe.

That right above would perhaps be my favorite poem of all time. 

...and I've heard lots and lots of poems. 

Robert Frost did a really good job describing an open minded person. 

Unique and unafraid of failure. 

an Individual. 

Someone whom I aspire to be. 

My mother is prolly my favorite inspiration. 

She's probably the most judgmental person I know.

and that makes me such a better person.... lol 

We just spent the last 30 min arguing about the "whorey stupidity" of Paris Hilton

and her addiction to 15 sec narcotics.... 

=/ 

and while she continued to rip poor Paris to shreds

I had to pause and think about why I felt so strongly about defending her. 

People do bad things. 

People don't follow rules... 

If people didn't follow rules

 I  would probably be braiding Harriet Tubman's Great great great 

great granddaughter's hair in the stable right about now. 

eh?

I don't think were supposed to just do what were supposed to do. 

I was placed on this earth to do what I wanted to do. 

To create my own path for life. 

breaking rules along the way. 

Retracing my steps... 

or I might recalculate my destination because my stupid GPS thing always be trippin

Parents dont understand man, 

teachers really are out to get you, 

The dryer steals socks, and yes

the tree still makes a noise even when nobody is around to see it. 

This aint the life that I chose... 

but this the life that I'm living. 

One step at a time. 

Ill scream eff em all. 

cuz in the end all I have is me. 

and my fucked up mind.

Dec, 27 2010 B.C.

--I love you all. 

effa Tea Party

poor Nancy Pelosi.
=/
I know she must be pissed.
Im sad for her.
I apologize to her.


Im sorry Nancy!
I didnt vote... didn't register to vote.
wasn't planning on voting.
nothing.


I realized now.
The day after mid-term elections
...kinda how important it is to vote.
because its not you who your representing.
but a group of people who your vote reflects for.

think about it.
I am an average/young/african american/woman/student.

who didnt vote.
didnt care to vote.

So!
Im pretty sure other people classified as young african american women students didnt vote as well.
And thats why Nancy lost her job!

Thats why there are no black people in the senate this term
none.
because we didnt care.
and its a shame.
because I bet you everryyyyy
young african american woman voted in the 08 elections
why dont we care about other stuff.
Why!
Why did Nancy lose her job.
smh



I think its because we always look at the big picture.
the flashy stuff.
Thats why nobody my age watches golf.
or nobody my race watches hockey.
...which btw is wayyyy more epic than football.

I just wished they would have taught us the importance of the federal reseverve
instead of which kind of remy hair is the best.
Which coogi sweater will get you the most bitches.
or what time you gotta leave the house in order to get in free at the club.
cuz,

that shit doesnt matter!
I wanna retire one day. I want my child to have a job, to not have to live in a polluted area.
to not have to live on the street
selling there bodies for a mcdouble
That'll probably be like $5
or $5.75 for that extra peice of cheese.

I'm gonna do better.
Im gonna participate in this effed up government.
Im gonna stop assuming it should be perfect.
and realize that without my help.
without my vote... Uncle Sam will never be Mr.Right

Ill vote next time.
(you should too)
Sorry Nancy.

I love you all
Addy

I'm ashamed at my neglect.
but I doubt anyone truly cares but myself...
I haven't been tweeting.
tumblr  - _-
But...Im back!
...at  least for now

I think everybody's beautiful.
In their own special way.
I find myself daydreaming throughout the day...
Staring at all the different people.
...creepily

How dare anybody call someone ugly.
well!
I've called plenty of people ugly.
but I don't think I meant it.
Who says a big nose cant be intriguing.
or small lips aren't cool.
Rihanna is magnificent.
and so is her forehead...

I just think whoever decided to make all people different was a genius.
*snaps for God*
and DNA!

Ive been obsessed with Shakespeare yet again...
for the past couple of weeks.
intrigued by this man descriptions of beauty.
and love.

Lately,
I've been intrigued with love.
how people feel about it.
how they choose whom they share it with.
and how insane the whole concept is.


Sonnet 16:

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

 Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

 Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

 That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

 Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

 Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

 But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

 I never writ, nor no man ever loved.



    -William Shakespeare  

In order to love. you must find beauty.
...in my understanding.

Find something beautiful about that person.
Their smile.
Their drive.
Their voice.
mind... body... soul...
etc.
because there is no other way this twisted fucked up feeling
would be able to has this much power.
smh.

I just think its cool.
how everybody has this ability to be beautiful.
It is up to you however. to accept the beauty that you were given
and to share it with someone.
and to search find something beautiful about others.

Im pretty sure your day might be a little less sucky.
=)
#nohomo


I love you all
--Addy

A is for awesome. =/

...so this is the final post on my obsession with male and female differentiable stuff.
=/
maybe.
probably not.
ehh.

"so anyway doe" *kat stacks voice*
I went to a matenee today with my sneakerhead girlfriend
aka. the brightest member of the #wolfpack
Juliet. =)
and we saw the movie God made just for me...
Easy A.


Not only was this epically hilarious...witty...funny as shit
etc.
It had an amazing message.
one that I have been trying to spit out for my whole life.

Basically the message was.
...without sounding like a corny bitter homewrecking whore.
ahem.

Have sex... if you want.
if you dont wanna have sex... dont do it.

Dont think of sex as a whores obligation.
its more like a hobby.
...tennis.

 Who feels guilty about playing tennis??

Its funny how the story goes.

guys and girls have sex together.
the girl always gets blamed.
the guy gets praised.
and boys wonder why girls dont like to "sha-boing boing"
...life would be so easy if the world could understand it.

but!
just like racism...
its never gonna change.
#kanyeShrug

just everybody.
live life for you
not lil day day and nem.


everybody just... go watch the movie.
Its very clever and way better than my words can explain.
and boys.
stand outside of your girls window with a boom box
...and a lawn mover.
Youll definitely get the panties.



This is definalty not an easy lesson.
=/

I Love You All
--Addy

What women want (part 2)

Here I am again.
with more sexist shit.
=)

this is all too familiar...
females are horrible people when they we do this.
when we do this.

I must admit I have fallen guilty to the "pre-sex then stop."

*kanye shrug*

heres another piece of the "why women are so different from men" puzzle. 

I hate puzzles. 

-_-

I love you all 

--Addy

What women want. [part.1]

Ive decided to no longer apologize for my lack of posts...

[one] because nobody probably cares. 

&&[two] because I start to rush and my rushed stuff sucks.

So. 

Lately I've been obsessed with women...

Everything woman. 

Vaginas. Emotions. blah blah blah. 

and I'm still so confused. 

-- What is the difference between women and men??  

Why is there a difference. 

If men are from mars... women are from pluto. 

and plutos not even a planet anymore. =/ 

So for the next couple of posts I shall post "all things sexist"

#lehhGo.

Three weeks ago I joined this "Sister Circle" thing 

and its honestly one of the coolest things I've ever done. 

Lots of women,  a really small room... lots of emotions.

...everytime I try to explain it, the question always comes up 

*dumb boy voice*

"sooo. thats like a man bashing session right?"

no. =/ 

In fact its kinda of the total opposite. 

a little secret.

girls think boys are some kind of higher power. 

... plotting on every vagina.

only "saving" those worthy of the mercy. -_-

Its the truth I say! 

blasphemy. 

so. this is the problem 

Girls feel like they have to prove something.

more than half of the female population feels like

boys are way cooler than them.... 

skkkkkkkrrrrrrrr   #nobrakes

 "I only have male friends cuz girls are fake. *rolls neck* so I don't have female friends"

why?

All in all. every girl wants to feel cool enough to be somebody's everything. 

so they'll do whatever it takes. 

subliminally. orrrr intentionally. 

Men just dont understand. 

Its not that hard to please a woman. ;)

just treat her like she wants to be treated. 

...like a  disney princess. 

fully filled with the poison apples. evil stepsisters. sleeping disorders...and dwarfs 

cuz bitches like drama. 

and midgets. =) 

girls are pretty effing cool. if I weren't one... 

I'd try to be. 

I love you all. 

--Addy

Fist Pump: a response to the money

*ahem*
...inspired by @itsbrtittneybtch.
kcrazybeautiful.tumblr.com

^^^ It kinda got my Addy senses tingling.


Its been a long time coming.
and we still have quite a journey to travel.
Ive always been sorta naive when it comes to things like that...

(for those who didn't have the decency to read that blog )
*rolls eyes*
she addresses the issue of racism in America.
the oppression of Blacks in America.
the sucky stuff we have to deal with in America.
aka. The Man.

like i was saying tho.
Ive always been really blinded when it comes to racism...
and I feel like alot of people in our area.
aka #DMV
are blinded.

quiet as its kept...
this is not how the world is.
We go to elementary school... 1 lil white girl
middle school might be a few beckys.
high school... maybe 14.
and then some/most of us ship off to an HBCU.

now.
as weird it is to fathom...
We aren't the majority.
at all.
the mexicans got us doubled a bit even i think...

I say all that random.... nobody really cares nigga crap
To just remind you.
that we are not expected to succeed.
they dont really want us to succeed.
at all.

Its up to us to have a drive.
a will power that will make us strive for success.
even when "the man" slaps you with his balls.
his big ole racist white balls.
sweaty.

We have to yell #effthePolice
and keep on learning.
working
sticking together.
cuz all we have is each other.

I dont mean to get all Black Panther.
...and I cant say that I myself have been a victim of "the mans" balls
per se. but
I hate to see people around me get put down.
or fall victim to the system of  "jail, drugs, and drive by's" set up for our people.
cuz its hard out there in them streets.

I know its hard.
but you just have to rape the man.
until he screams your name.
wax that ass.
#takethat.


power to the people man.

I Love BLACK People
--Addy

The Eiffel "Tower of Doom"

btw.

i do a lot of shit

...when i sit at home and not do shit.

If youve uploaded pictures on facebook... 

ive seen them.

If you blogged... 

ive read it. 

You break it you buy it...

blah blah 

Today, during my normal internet surf...

I found a trend in the content i was stumbling upon. 

LOL. aka.

 "Lots of love" -- like old people say it. 

albums, movies, blogs. etc. 

all about love and couples and anniversaries and shit. 

turn ons, and foreplay, puppies?  yadi yadi

and I wonder....

what is it about this "thing" ?

that makes people "oopit stupid" or head over heels.

and all that. 

how do they know when they've fallen. 

why did they bother to call it falling?

My bestfriend in the whole wide world

whom btw has fallen in love... 

is celebrating his 2 year anniversary soon.

the same girl 2 years?  and a smile he still wears. 

smh 

The #wolfpack. 

have both fallen into the pit of love as well 

Dre for a year and some change....

and Ju for almost a year...

and both of which somehow someway,

even long distance hasn't faltered their seemingly fucking "marriages" 

smh. 

and i can go on for days about these great ass couples. 

who seem to complete one another. 

who seem more happy than. the non-couple person. 

people like me..

thats who i am...the single friend.

ive never really been on the other side so i cant much complain. 

but i wonder.... u know?

how that grass would feel on my feet. 

if it really is that green. 

but for now.... 

i guess im fine over here. 

in the non couple person grass. 

"living single" kinda happy. 

kinda bored tho when all my friends have to tend to there grass. 

but. #ithappens. 

and it shall one day for me. 

when im ready. when this grass turns brown or when some really hot gardener comes 

and we make our own great ass grass =/

woohoo. 

i hope i really mean it when i ever say it tho. 

but until then... 

i really enjoy dancing to Beyonce in the club. 

=)

enough of the gay stuff.  *sigh*

I "Love" You All

--Addy

#RetweetIfYou....love big papa

aye girl!
wat yo name is...
=]

Its been about 2 weeks since ive been home
and im about to #killmyself


...a typical day in the life of Addy.
-- 7:19 wake up drive kid sister to school
-- 7:40 check facebook/ watch 5 min of a movie
-- 8:00 slumber.
-- 12:00 wake up
-- 1:00 watch young and the restless.
-- 2:00-5:00 wait for 5 o clock to get here
-- 5:15 pick up kid sister.
-- 6:00-2:00 bullshit

*sigh* eventful yess
i know =/

but i think i found the solution to my boring life.
...i got a job!
yes i am employed. but!
i shall not reveal my employer until my first day on the job.
haha!
im so happy.

but heres the thing...
ive never had a real job before.
although Photo Fever was great.
i didnt get a check... no taxes blah blah.
and btw! they still owe me $1.25
wtf
but like i was saying...
i dont know how well ill do with this whole
... be responsibile and come to work on time. thing
... listen to your boss and do your job right. thing
... dont update your twitter or bbm juliet or text the bait. thing
well see tho.
if i get fired i wont tell you guys.
but! lets be optimistic

oh oh! and before i forget
#Cnectd is the new black you guys.
lmao.
so if you have a Crackberry, iphone, or Droid doesnt.
add me on there, search:
Addy
=]
well have sooo much fun
discussing our day.
or other cool exclusive things that are impossible to do with
you know regular text messaging
-_-
k?

oh and go play that gay game of Pacman on google
if your bored and jobless just like me...
or your jobles and a failure
like ill probably be
smh

#happyBirthdayBIG
=]


and #RIP IV
Older men declare the war. But it is the youth that must fight and die...

I Love You All
--ADdy

Barrack-O-Drama!!

it seems like its been a long time coming u guys.
... i know you've missed me!

as you may have/probably not have noticed.
the-curiouscase looks a little different.
idk if i like it yet.
i feel kinda of plastic...
like that mom of of Mean Girls
u know... with the tough titties.
(*)(*) =/ lol

but... Im not here to talk about breast!
i just wanna say hey.
and to tell you how shits hangin.

...long and strong. =D

Im home now guys.
bored as a newborn baby in a pit of water bottles?
=/
jobless. baitless. and broke... i have friends tho!
and double cheeseburgers.
we always have fun together.

I feel like im rambling...
so many things are going through my mind.
I have job interviews at Finishline and Hollister.
-and ill prolly get neither job.

Alicia Keys- Unthinkable comes on every 2 seconds.
it follows me...
its like life just wants me to be sad and happy at the same time.
..u know cuz the songs so darn beautiful... but!
love is a dirty ugly thing!
i miss you tho.

ohhh and ushers a little freak...and ludacris and those darn Macys balloons
-_- smh
SMH!

someeday ill be cool
...but like a non cool. cool thing
like a chocalate covered raisins.
or... toe socks



express your inner Toe Socks!



I Love You All
--AdDy

Drunken nights. && Groupie fights

i know i know...
it been a while since i came on here to ramble sweet randomness in your ear
but here i am 12:00
hungry.
sitting at my desk-- a rather junky desk.
&& junky being a rather large mitigation...

however...
i just began to think as i surfed the net.
finding random blogs, twitter pages, facebook albums, porn... =/
etc etc...

and it got me thinking...
people dont realize how great there lives are
you know.

i dont know why...
but people always seem to find the sucky stuff in life and stick with it...
and it grinds my Fucking Gears.


like...
its not a relationship if somebody dont get shot!
gets hung up on.
gets there tires slashed.
...or Rihanna whooped
or gets "the clap"

its no fun having fun.
until drama gets added into the recipe.
*cue theme music for midday soaps*

idk.
i just think everybody who complains about dumb shit.
and cant bare to be happy.
should go and kick these here things...




cuz i know some people who could use a tiny bit of happyness in there lives.
like.... hmmmmm
people in Haiti.
poor people.
ugly people...
dumb people.
people who dont have any followers on twitter
people who dont have friends.
people who have too many friends...
people who wish they had you... instead of your current significant other.
people who cant get an erection.
people who have huge balls and a tiny penis.
people that have to be hookers.
... people who really want a bf/gf and cant find one.
people who got dropped a lot as a child.
people with incurable body odor.
fat people... that dont know there fat soo0 they wear little clothes...
people that dont read my blog.
people that have to live in Cooper next year...
people that don't realize that their happiness shouldnt be determined by another person...
...
i defiantly could go on for years
but. u get the point.

alls im sayin is.
be happy with the hand ur dealt.
the way u look.
act... feel...
who you are.

and never be afria to just Be Happy
and be thankful for your life.
and always always look for the silver lining in the dark clouds.



=]

...hint of lime

hey u guys.
i been gone for a minute now im back
...wit' da jump off.
-_-
get suummme.
lol.


welp alrighty thennn.
sigh.
hello friends,
...and foes.


foes.
eff you!
=/
but thanks for reading my blog.
=]

anywho
welcome back sweet cakes.
i got some applesauce on my spoon i need to lick off.
so0o0.
this weekend was great!
i was two steps away from getting a tattoo on my rear.
...lls.
but seriously
i KNO it woulda been cool u guys!
anddd.
i ate the best wings in the world.
and i saw where jCole went to high school and wat not.
Fayet-neam ftW.
lls;
HAPPY b-DAy Dreaaa!

too bad we missed the aggie eagle thingy
i heard it was dope...
dont tell me about it.
=[


but on some real ish.
its funny how
the same stuff kindsa sorta happens in life over and over again.
like.
when u were little
u kept gettin in trouble for the same stuff.
like.
u keppT talking in church
or u just HADD to punch little girls in the arm.
or u couldnt help to forget i before e on all ur spelling test.
u kno shit like that.

and then u grow up.
sally just so happens to keep falling in love
with boys who like her better with a blackened eye.
...
stuff like that.
its like u can help it.
i wish u could.
maybe u can!
i refuse to let my life keep repeating itself.
eff!

i wish u guys...
i really wish i could tell u wat i want to!
but i dont want u to judge me
lls.
ill just keep it bottled in for a bit
until i get over it.

until the next thing makes me sad.
=[
lol

It sucks how i refuse to write papers on time.
and how it seems like ive been in school froever but havent learned hardly anything.
darn sure not enough to take midterms in a week.
smh
calc ftw!
=[

i hate the caf.
and all things caf like.

i hate having to put on flip flips when i have to go pee
---and shower.

i hate that theres a possibility that a lil bug might join me in my shower
=[

i hate that i cant wait til the last minute to make up my work like High school
i was never a stifler for deadlines.

i hate that everybody in college is so gorgeous all the time.

i hate girls that think boys really like them...

i hate boys that think girls arent hip on game

i hate that i must trip or fall at least twice a day on average.

it disheartens me that my idea of a homecooked meal is papa johns or honey wings

i hate that i just found out i snore ridiculously loud.

i hate it when stuf that used to be tons o fun -- ain't fun no mo'

i hate it when i got to the mall and always buy jeans an t-shirts when i know i never have nasty girl club wear.

i hate whoever invented nasty girl club wear.

i hate that Gustav's not here with me.

I hate Sprint

I hate when i tell people im 17 and they say awww.

i hate not asking my mom for money anymore

I hate the way my dorm room smells.

I hate that i lost my swipe card thingy already.

I hate that i live here.

i hate that i dont get 8 hours of sleep ever anymore.

I hate when i miss the shuttle and have to walk all the way to class.

i hate my major!

i hate when drea and juliet talk about there significant others.

i hate lovey dovey stuff

i hate that i only hate it cuz im not in love-- smh.

I hate that i cant see my best friends everyday
=[

I LOVE SKYPE!
Adrian Shanay
&&

I love you all
--Addy

Failed.

"I'm tired of being fucked too hard, and extra tired of guys thinking that my pain and discomfort is indicative of them having a too big, too wide, too strong, won't FIT dick."
--: The best writer EVER.





baccck to your reguarly scheduled program....


aye.
ok so0o
real talk
im tired of people doing thee absolute most.

oh-mg
ok so0o the excerpt up there.
tru ass talk.
lol. check and make sure ur girls still alive.
thats shes getting wet cuz she wants to
not by default
and that u kno wat ur doing with it big or small.
punish the vag.
dont blow it up with ur
Pew-36 Explosive Space Modulator.
dudes first.


y is it that u feel like idk...
your way is the best way.
like ur dumbass is the say all tell all.
eff that!
ugh.

ummm---ur dicks not that big.
u cant back that shit up.
smh

okay for instance i log on to gogo central.
and i was having so much fun.
posting shit and downloading shit.
and here come
some wattheefuck boys

"aye wassup wit that buttbutt."
smh @thewattheefuck boy
ugh.
ughhh!

okay and
ladies dont u just hate when the hotties gotta chip on they shoulder.
ugh.
when they kno.
ayee.immm the shit.
soo0o... eff u.


"dont gas they heads up"
says some smart person i kno.

and pleaseee dont!
ugh its the worst.


im so0o sad.
especially if u not the shit.
cuz if u was... u damn sure would be on gogo central...
save that shit for facebook.
lol


umm. so0o i feel as though im rappin.
but eh
watever.


anyways to those females.
those girls who dont arent the shit.
who look into some magic mirror.
and swear they are.
cuz there loud.


dont gas these ladies heads up...
theyll treat u like shit.
i promise.

ohh
rappin on myspace.
five year olds.
ready to give u a good time...
but only on the computer
sexiimami69
them girls.
smh

i hope there having fun those guys...
i hope
wattheefuck gogo central boy
and sexximami69 myspace girl
eff each other


------------------
PSA:
Know your rank,
please please dont overstep ur boundaries
and please please
stop gassin peoples heads
im tired of them thinkin the kanye,
ur not.
ur not like Pinky bitch!
lls.
trust me

ur ass walk like that cuz.... ur trynna back it up.
but u failed.
-------------------------


oh oh oh!
haha.
u kno wat really grinds my gears.
when people just put there sexy bodys on facebook
no faces
ever!


its like oooohhh sexy bodyy
mm. mm. good.
ugh face.
ohhh =/

face
smh.







idk. ill prolly delete this.
its just a rant of mine. smh