Today or should i say yeasterday.....

mannn, today i was so proud to be an American! I have never really had or understood American pride, but today for the first time i was overwhelmed with it. I watched Obama do his thang today and all I could say was" thats MY nigga.". That is what walking in your destiny looks like. He makes it look so simple, when walking in my destiny is such a struggle for me to do. Obama is truly my hero, he is a strong black man handlin his tasks and responsibilities. I really don't know what else to say.....I am just so happy....and so proud.....

fag rappers.....

so i am sitting in my room listening to snoops classic song "gin and juice", and i find myself asking the same question that i ask myself almost everyday....(WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO RAP)".....now i hate to sound like a hater, and believe me i know that there are still some AMAZINGLY TALENTED rappers that infact still do there thang. But i would like to take a moment and ask,"when did it become ok to be a fag rapper.....like, i know that these motha fucka's that have fag tendencies wouldn't say that they were indeed a fag....but your action's are telling me otherwise.

 Number 1....why the fuck are you wearing tight ass booty jeans....i am so not okay with this and i therefore cannot take you seriously. 

Number 2....why are we doing albumns with you singing on every song and not ...um i dont know, RAPPING....what in the hell....you are a rapper... a motha fuckin rapper nigga, please rap. If i wanted a singing album, I woulda gone and bought Usher or some shit. i just cant comprehend why you would think is was ok to tease me like that....i mean at least rap one verse just one.

Number 3... just cause kanye has love songs now, motha fucka's want every song to be gushy...wow. I mean I already have my own idea's about kayne's bedroom life, but yo can i get just maybe one song about how bad you wanna fuck me, and not how much you wanna cuddle and hold me and shit...yuck!

Number4.... if i get one more fucking song telling me the routine i need to learn for when that song is playing I WILL cut my legs off.

Yo, i am just saying how I feel....please dont take it personal if you happen to like the things that i hate. I dont hate kayne. What i do hate is how nigga's see a trend and the next thing you know everyone is doing that shit, and it aint authentic no more. And  those tight ass jeans on rappers aint coo nigga it's just gross.

Andre 3000 is the only nigga that can pull off the singing album, by the way! cause we all knew that nigga was weird when he first motha fuckin came out...and dont lie you was "like that nigga is out of his noggin"when you fist saw him.

anyhoo....that's all i got to say about that shit....have a good day.

i miss the shit outta him!

the color purple

I went to see the color purple with my mommy today. I was so amazed with the performance. I learned a few lessons from the play....#1) God has a plan and a reason for everything.

#2) Keep the faith, it will always pull you thru.  #3) i need to be singing everyday, cause that cast was blowin, their voices were so on point....i was in the last row at the top of the theater and them motha fucka's had me almost in tears!  I now remember why i am a singer....i am a singer to provoke emotion and inspire.....basically i am a singer to make people feel good, hence the whole musicbox equals feel good thang. I don't know when i forgot why i sing, but thankyou color purple for putting that fire back in my heart.

remember when...

remember when mtv played music videos instead of reality tv all day.

remember walkie talkies

remember taking sheets and making forts in the garage.

remember when cartoons were simple and easy to follow.

remember when free hosted 106 n park instead of that dumb ass bitch roxsi.

remember living single....that was a good show.

remember your first crush...hahah.

remember when whitney could really realy sing, and we didnt have to make excuses for her.

remember when riding your bike everywhere before you could drive.

remember playing house.

remember playing that game where you pick a number to find out who you where gonna marry and where you were gonna live and how man kids you were gonna have ha.

k ima stop now....good nite.

there really is no subject.....

you remember Daria? man she was the shit! the end.