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Update On My Summer

Okay, so I'm here. This post will update you on my summer so far. I went to Governor's right after school let out. While I was there, I fractured my right hip playing wiffle ball(a form of baseball). I might go into detail of how it all went down later. I was wheelchaired for awhile. It was kinda surreal, but whatever. Governor's School was legit. I'll devote one post to how good it was. This whole updating thing is a process. So sorry if you want it asap. While I was at Governor's School, I wrote in a journal. It's pretty good. I'm thinking of getting it published. :). It'll be titled "Memoirs From Texas A&M Governor's To My Future Ex Girlfriend." I had a better one, but I forgot it. The title should tell you who the journal was written for and my motivation behind it. The girl's name shall remain nameless. So yeah....I might put some stuff from the journal on here so you can see. I was thinking heavely while I was in my dorm. After leaving Governor's School, I went back home. Stayed there for a week. Scratch that. Suffered there for a week, and then went to Louisiana. My dad sent an impromptu airplane ticket to Florida, so I spent the 4th of July at three different airports. I flew outta Alexandria International Airport(the smallest international airport known to man) to Houston. Flew outta Houston and ended up in Fort Lauderdale. So now I'm chillin' daily. I'm kinda bored, but it's better than being home. So now that I've caught yall up sorta, I can get back to doing what I do. Writing about my life.

Hello world.I told myself I would be taking a break for the summer, but my love for blogging is to strong. So yeaah. I'm back, blackberrying it up in Florida.

Heaven At Night(Kid Cudi)

An old video,but it was released about a day ago.Hhmmm......

D.O.A.(Death Of Autotune)

Jay's first song off Blueprint 3.It should be in stores on 9/11.

Follow This Cool Kid's Blog!!!

Devin Smith

Quick Update

I've been really busy lately.Sunday I'm going to Texas A&M for this Governor's School thing.It's like summer school.I'll be there from June 7th through the 26th.Because of this,my posts might be sporadic or non-existent.I haven't gotten that figured out yet.I'm getting serious with this music stuff.I've got about 30 beats ready to be distributed.Only if the artist is serious about music.This isn't a hobby of mine.Music is my life.So that's pretty much it.And today is the first day of summer!This summer,I'm putting myself on the map.Believe that.

Chillin'(Wale feat.Lady GaGa)

Paranoid(Kanye West feat.Mr Hudson) Leaked Version

This video was leaked.This isn't official.

I Love Peter John & Bjorn Videos.They're So Retarded

"It Don't Move Me"

It Don't Move Me
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"Nothing To Worry About"

PETER, BJORN & JOHN "Nothing To Worry About"
Uploaded by Cooperative-Music. - See the latest featured music videos.

Their cd "Living Thing" is legit too.I should know.I bootlegged that hoe BITCHES!!!

MTV Global Warming Video

3650 from Ubik on Vimeo.

This kinda shit scares me.I've been green for 2 years now,but yall other niggas need to get on your job.Real talk.

Day N Nite In Text

Day N Nite from Euna Kho on Vimeo.

I Wish I Could Read This To You Myself.I Have A Feeling You Would Enjoy It More

Don't you love it when people say one thing and do another?All sarcasm aside..I love it when people do that.It totally justifies that i know the human,inside and out,better than anyone else.My mom said that someone will surprise me one day,but i see that being highly unlikely.We're all created from one being.Created to be in the same mold as one man.I'm pretty sure we're gonna have the same mannerisms in some way.Delano tries so hard to deal with people.But of course,the harder he tries the harder he falls.Must Delano fall into the bottomless snake pit numerous times before he finally learns his lesson.When will Delano learn that the key to happiness is to keep everyone as far away from the beating box in his chest.Stupid Delano listened to everyone else tell him that the beating was a ticking.A ticking of a bomb and once the bomb explodes and the contents take the shape of a mushroom,he will then be happy.And he gave out the secret weapon.The box.The "ticking" box.This box could change the world.He let it fall into the hands of evil.The hands of the wicked and now he is left feeling empty.But the box is loyal.It finds it's way home.Cuts a painful incision into Delano's chest and hops it's happy ass back into it's original position.The scars left from incision after incision are starting to become noticeable.Oddly enough,he can see it in his face.Behind his hazel eyes.How could a box have this much tout on a human?Simple.That box is meant to control all.It controls all actions.A human cannot make any decision without consulting the box.You don't have to listen to the box,but you will acknowledge it.Believe it.If you listen to the box,you can be left straight up fucked.That box led to Romeo and Juliet,and as fictional as they may be,they're dead.Those are just two examples of what the box can do.Two examples of what happens when the box gets a stranglehold on you.But it's so hard to not listen to the box.We're made to give the box away.But what do you do when you give away your box and people use it as a chair.It's not polite to take a gift back.....but you see them not using it right.Your box isn't meant to be ate on.It's not meant to be slept on.People aren't supposed to put your box in a box filled with boxes.But they do anyway.You collect stamps.They collect boxes.No harm right?Yes harm,right?Why should i part ways with my box just so you can abuse it?Use it for stuff it's not meant for.So i confront you about the mishandling of MY box.And you assure me that MY box is okay in YOUR hands.That YOU won't leave MY box.YOU will keep an eye on MY box.But do i believe you?No.Because i can imagine you saying that to everyone.It's your job to say that to everyone.You would never tell anyone what your true intentions for THEIR box was.You grin and put on your charm and tell me everything is gonna be okay.But i see it all.It's like a movie.It starts with the end.Foreshadowing is what i believe it's called.I see you take me up before you bring me down.I see you massage my box nightly with your soothing voice.You give my box compliments.Telling my box how he's different than all the other boxes.The other boxes in your possession.You didn't think i knew about those huh?Stupid bitch.And you pamper my box.Shower it with love.And one day you disappear.And you leave my box on the side of the road.Cars pass.Rain comes.Rain goes.The contents of the box are still intact.Just imagine if you actually opened the box.So much happiness in one box.And you left it.You should have slowed your roll.Now someone else will get my box.Not you.You will get the box of a wife beater.And he'll tear that ass up.You will get the box of a player.And you'll accuse him of tearing her ass up.And he'll storm out,distraught at these accusations.And then he goes to her house,and tears her ass up.Yessir.You,my stupid bitch,will get the box a of pimp.And he will count his money while that stranger.....tears that ass up.And then you think back to Delano.And his box.No stupid bitch!Put your hand back in your pocket.Don't ever reach for me.Uh uh.No ma'am.You had your chance.With me,that's all you get.I'm sorry God didn't give me more patience for nappy headed hoes like yourself.Maybe you can run that by him when you pray for my box to cross your path again.There's some foreshadowing for yo' ass.And even though i say this,I'm handing MY box over as we speak.She says she won't damage it.I want to believe her,but my box says don't.

Lmao!Note To Self:Never Steal An Alien's Weed.......

Alien Weed from Donald Faison

"Aliens like mexicans?"....."Mexicans?!?!?!No motherfucka!Outer space motherfukas!"
"I can't believed you stole that shit!"......."Man you the one who opened up the Stargate!"
"Damn they vaporized the cop!The little dude that did it remind me of Pac!"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!Funny shit!
Isn't that one black guy with the checkered hat and khaki hoody the guy who played buddy on "The Cosby Show"???

From The Pencil Of An Escapist

Summer can't get here faster.I'm ready for my vacation.Many see summer vacations as vacations from their homes or their cities or their families.My vacations are usually vacations from myself.Whether I'm going to Louisiana or Florida,my time spent there is usually spent being another person.Well not necessarily a different person,but a better person.Just like the freshman girl going into her sophomore year,I develop.My thighs don't get thicker,but my mind gets sharper.My childish face doesn't mature,but my mind set does.My breasts don't get bigger,but my dick does.Even though I'm staying up until 3 A.M. and then sleeping the next day away,it finally feels like I'm living.That's all i want to do.Live.I'm in Fort Worth,Texas.I don't live here.I struggle here.Struggle with keeping it going.Keeping it going until I'm gone.Gone to bigger and better things.Things nobody would have ever thought Delano Taylor would accomplish.These thoughts keep me going.If i weren't the great visionary i am,i would be dead in an alley,high on PCP.Running away to Mexico,where i can live out my life.Metaphorically.Even though i bash Texas like i do,i know it's the boulderesque stepping stone i need to make it to where I'm going.After saying that.....I'm ready for summer.I pray that it will be nothing like last summer.No more 4 hour golf practices in the 100 degree weather.No more hour long bible studies between me and my stepdad.No more 3-4 hour sessions of cleaning an already spotless bedroom.And no more all night phone conversations with a girl I'm afraid to break up with.No more lawn mower pushing every 4 days.No more Coinstar visits just so that me and my sister can have lunch.Nope.I'm running away from it all.Running away never solves problems,but it sure as hell beats staying here with it.The problem will stay in Texas.I might check up on the problem every few weeks.Just to humor him.The problem knows i hate his guts.But the problem also knows i can't do anything about it.The problem adopted Delano when he was 3 and is know legally attached.For one more year,that is.Oh sweet satisfaction it will be on April 12,2010.After that,the problem will be no more.But shiiiiit,how the problem's been acting lately makes an anxious Delano want to run away.And that's where summer comes into play.Just a little trial and error.If i like it,cool.If i really like it,good bye Texas.No need to worry about if i don't like it.As long as I'm leaving,that won't cross my mind.With no clear cut road to Florida,I still try to be optimistic.All the elements for a super summer are there.New Cool Kids mixtape.New Wale mixtape.120 GB iPod.Blackberry arriving halfway through summer.G.I.Joe.Transformers 2.Warped Tour.NO STEPDAD.Best friend back in town.Developing love interest.Senior year on the horizon.I just need one more thing to make it all tie together.A phone call from my father.

Percussion Gun(White Rabbits)

White Rabbits "Percussion Gun" Music Video from White Rabbits on Vimeo.

This is them on Lettermen a few nights ago.They killed it.Real talk.The sound is low so "Turn my headphones up!!!!!!!!"No more Dave Chappelle quotes for the day lol.My bad.

N.E.R.D. On 106 & Park

Nerd 106 Int 5-12
by yardie4lifever2

Waking Up In Vegas(Katy Perry)

Katy Perry - New Music - More Music Videos

If you don't already know,I'm sprung over Katy Perry at the moment.Only Eva Mendes is higher on the list right now.

"Slumdog" child star's Mumbai shanty home torn down

Not cool.At all.

Straight From The Myspeezey(I bet some of yall forgot about the whole "myspeezey" thing.)

click to enlarge.

It's AZIZ!!!!

Aziz Ansari on Jimmy Kimmel.He's one of my favorite stand up comedians.He's on Parks and Recreations.He had a show on MTV called Human Giant..or some shit like that.And he was in "Observe and Report".You know...."Why would i blow up Chik-Fil-A?!?!?!It's fucking delicious!!!"

Boom(Anjulie)

Anjulie | Boom from Concord Music Group on Vimeo.

I have no idea what race she is,but rest assured....she can get the dick.

Delano:The Schizophrenic

This is from my journal.I didn't finish,but i was onto something epic:

This bitchnigga named Lucifer is really starting to get on my nerves.He's got me acting crazy.I've been very Mr.Hyde-ish lately.Actually,if anything,I've been Dr.Jeckel.That's the bad one right?It's something going on inside me almost like a battle.An epic battle.It's like the good Delano against the bad Delano.Right now,good Delano is getting his ass beat.Smart ass comments are being harder and harder to hold back.Random blowups with the people i love are ubiquitous.When my eyelids uncover eyes every morning,I try and guess how many family members,friends,and enemies i can piss off that day.Yesterday,my total reached 9.How do i piss off these people?By being me?But i'm not me.It's like Delano is having an out of body experience and he's watching D3L@n0 do things usually out of his character.But Delano isn't strong enough to stop D3L@n0.Besides,Delano kind of likes the destruction left behind D3L@n0's larger than life steps.All the broken hearts,tears,and dreams liter the ground,taking the shape of a red carpet.And Delano scampers down it.Following his new best friend.Maybe Delano is the fictional one.Maybe Delano was a front and D3L@n0 was what's real.

Lady GaGa Performing "Poker Face" On Ellen

Two of my most favortitist white females.

Apparently I Have The Coolest School In The Universe

Find more videos like this on FOX HiLites DFW

1 more year of this shit,then i can rollout.They didn't even say why we're so cool.It's like that MIMS song."I'm hot because i'm fly.You ain't because you're not".Hahahaha....

R.I.P. Harvey Milk

So i just watched "Milk".Every time i talk about this movie i should say no homo.We'll just carry that one all the way through.It's 3 A.M. and i might forget to say no homo.Sorry.But seriously,that was a good movie.It's in the top 10.Being an African-American,i hear all about being mistreated and treated differently because you yourself are different.I don't think the homosexual movement gets as much attention that it deserves.Homosexuals went through almost a mirror image of the black man's plight.We had riots and marches.They had riots and marches.We both had isolated incidents.And we both had our leaders taken away.Harvey Milk was the gay man's Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.It's funny how people are.They want to stick to tradition.If anyone comes and rocks the boat,they have to take them down.Imagine how this world would be if MLK was still here.Imagine how this world would be if Malcolm X was still here.Imagine how this world would be if Harvey Milk was still alive and well.I could throw Notorious B.I.G. and Tupac Shakur into the conversation too.Everytime someone makes waves against the current,red flag goes up.Shiiitt.They gonna have to assassinate me too,because i will be making waves.I always tell people that my mark will be left on this earth.One day,my kids will read about me in their history books.And they'll read about how i got shot down.Everyone knows martyrs don't live long.And i'm just living to die.

Christmas 2012 Will Be The Shit

I'm about to watch "Milk",but i got a little sidetracked.About once a month,I do a little research on this 2012 apocalyptic scare.I really don't believe in it,but whatever.I found an article that has totally cleared up all the gray spots.You should check it out,but here are the important points i found.

"The base year for the Mayan Long Count starts at “0.0.0.0.0″. Each zero goes from 0-19 and each represent a tally of Mayan days. So, for example, the first day in the Long Count is denoted as 0.0.0.0.1. On the 19th day we’ll have 0.0.0.0.19, on the 20th day it goes up one level and we’ll have 0.0.0.1.0. This count continues until 0.0.1.0.0 (about one year), 0.1.0.0.0 (about 20 years) and 1.0.0.0.0 (about 400 years). Therefore, if I pick an arbitrary date of 2.10.12.7.1, this represents the Mayan date of approximately 1012 years, 7 months and 1 day."

"The Mayan Prophecy is wholly based on the assumption that something bad is going to happen when the Mayan Long Count calendar runs out. Experts are divided as to when the Long Count ends, but as the Maya used the numbers of 13 and 20 at the root of their numerical systems, the last day could occur on 13.0.0.0.0. When does this happen? Well, 13.0.0.0.0 represents 5126 years and the Long Count started on 0.0.0.0.0, which corresponds to the modern date of August 11th 3114 BC. Have you seen the problem yet? The Mayan Long Count ends 5126 years later on December 21st, 2012."

"But the fact remains, the Mayan Doomsday Prophecy is purely based on a calendar which we believe hasn’t been designed to calculate dates beyond 2012. Mayan archaeo-astronomers are even in debate as to whether the Long Count is designed to be reset to 0.0.0.0.0 after 13.0.0.0.0, or whether the calendar simply continues to 20.0.0.0.0 (approximately 8000 AD) and then reset."


Homeboy's quote sealed the deal for me

Karl Kruszelnicki writes:"…when a calendar comes to the end of a cycle, it just rolls over into the next cycle. In our Western society, every year 31 December is followed, not by the End of the World, but by 1 January. So 13.0.0.0.0 in the Mayan calendar will be followed by 0.0.0.0.1 - or good-ol’ 22 December 2012, with only a few shopping days left to Christmas."

So yeah....I'm good.


To read the article yourself,click here

My Haircut For "The Art Of Hair War 2009"

We came in 3rd out of 21.Good shit.

Condoms On Clearance?!?!?!I Guess Broke Niggas Gotta Fuck Too!

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M.O.B.(Money Over Bitches)[Not Meant For The Ladies To Read]

As of today,I plan on calling all girls bitches.I used to never think this way.My mindset was that girls were things that God blessed me with.Now i see them as a curse.They play mind games with you.Turn friends against friends.They build you up for the tearing down of your heart.It's like a roller coaster.On the way up the wooden hill,you hearing the little clicking of the wheels rolling over the wooden planks.You know soon you'll plummet.Plummet down a steep,gut-wrenching path that will take your breath away.Even before the ride started,you knew it would leave you queasy when you got off.You knew you be sick before you hopped in the line.Before you fought off people from taking your spot.They were trying to cut in line so they could get the action before you.The second you laid eyes on the ride,you knew you would blow chunks.And you ride the ride.You look back at all the work you put in,all the trouble you went through.....just so you could be broken down.As boys,we see the mind games coming,but the power of the poon is too mighty for our foresight.And we let you manipulate us.Do yall find joy in that?Is that shit amusing to you?Please don't tell me it was accidental.That you didn't know you were leading us on.Don't tell us you dropped hints.Because that would be a mother fucking lie.You stupid bitches know exactly what you were doing.Epiphany.The only way to not get played is to be a dick.Be a complete douche bag and her pussy is all yours.The nigga that makes her laugh will always get beat out by the nigga who can make her wet with the sound of his voice.I can't ever think of one instance where an asshole got played.I used to believe that nice guys didn't finish last.The cartoons used to say that.
Joker:You'll never win Batman!Good guys never win!
Then Batman beats the shit outta him.
Young Delano:Yay Batman!Thanks for sticking up for the good guys!
But seriously.I bet Batman masturbates every night.3 times if he isn't fighting crime.Anyways....Girls want bad guys.But why?I will never know.After awhile,guys are totally through getting played,so what do they do?They conform.They act like dicks and douches just to get some play on the weekend.They pull down their pants to show Joe Boxer.When you talk,they act all nonchalant in front of an audience.Even though it goes against everything they stand for,they stand for it.And then they become the problem.As we try to rid the world of these "men" through Sesame Street and government funded television shows talking about caring and sharing,more pop up.It's a never ending cycle.Those "men" you created,bitches,end up cheating.Then they get you pregnant and all this other drama.And guess who the fuck you go and look for.The nice guy.So you bitches turn the good guy into a bad guy,just so you can discover you wanted a good guy all along?Sounds stupid huh?And then you bitches say,"I needed to make those mistakes so i can better myself yadayadayada."Whatever.I have no time for that bullshit.I think this is the reason why niggas like Wayne say M.O.B.(money over bitches).It's hard to get rid of this nice guy persona.One more fucked up situation will make it easier to leave behind though.Even though i see all this going on,i can't stop myself.I'm waiting on the one I'm currently involved with to turn into a stupid bitch.Let's just say,as of right now,i just got in the car of the roller coaster.

The Sky Might Fall And I'm Worried As Fuck...

So this morning i had a dream.It could also be seen as a nightmare.I'll use the texts i sent some of my friends to tell you what it was about.

Basically,the rapture.But it felt so real and there were alotta things that happened.I can't really explain it,but in a lot of my dreams I have total control of what happens.The one I had not too long ago happened like it was meant to happen.Like it had a predestined course and nothing was gonna stop it from following the course.I wasn't even me in the dream.I was some other black kid.But his name was Delano,and he had the same friends and parents and shit as me.My dad (at that point I hadn't seen him in 6 yrs.) came to my house to visit.I got upset and ran away because of something he said.I walked for a good hour and then I saw some friends and started talking to them.We talked about random stuff for awhile and then the conversation led to guns.They said bullets on earth travel through wolves and if you want to reach Mars,you need an eagle.Then this girl pulls out this fucking bazooka and shoots it in the general direction of Mars.She missed and hit the moon.At first it look like the moon wasn't phased one bit,but then it just burst into flames and it was all red.The sky became really dark.Dust was everywhere and the flames started hitting the ground.Then 3 green things fell out of the sky.I'm guessing it was God,Jesus,and The Holy Spirit or something like that.And then I woke up.The second the moon got hit,I yelled "this has to be a fucking bad dream."And someone next to me said no.I swear,I was trying my hardest to wake up,but it wasn't working.I think God wanted me to see the entire dream.There were some other minor details,but that's my dream in depth.And I was bugging out.

It seems like every time a family member is about to pass away,you see them that one last time.My uncle Terry passed when i was in the ninth grade.Maybe 5 hours before he died in a trailer fire,I saw him.I hadn't seen him a few years,but i saw him that one last time.He played with my little brother for the first and last time.And i always think that i could have died just as easily that night.Me and my family almost got into a huge accident.But anyways....My dad came out of nowhere and i saw him for the last time.I just thought that was weird.The whole rapture thing caught me completely off guard.I thought it was just another dream and then BAM!But yeah.And the three things coming out of the sky.I don't why i'm so fascinated with this dream.Everything seemed like it happened how it would happen.It was like i was watching a movie.It felt real like deja vu.Scary shit.

CNN Discussing Obama's "Swagga" After 100 Days In Office

I found this on KindaRacist.com.I didn't think it was all that racist,but the woman anchor's fist bumps and her pronouncing swagger without the "er" kinda changed my mind.Idk.I didn't mean to put two posts dealing with race back to back.That's just how it happened.

Sigh.............

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So if you haven't seen my bulletin on myspace,you probably don't know much about these two pictures.My school has to wear uniforms and to battle the dress code,a someone started a petition website.You just type your name and you can leave comments if you want.When looking through the signatures to see if i knew any of the people,i saw a few comments like the one above.You can read all about my feelings in the message below.It was actually a text i sent my friend Hannah Medina.Instead of writing all new stuff,i just copy and pasted from the pocket pc.I could go on and on and say some real philosophical shit,but i don't feel like it right now.I'm pretty heated.I put someone's name all in the picture,but i really don't give a fuck.If he got problems,i'll gladly give him my IP address lol.


"This fucking dress code petition.I've heard of it,but I was too lazy to visit it.So I went on there and "Anonymous" said all this stuff and blamed blacks and Mexicans for the dress code.And then you look up through other signatures and you see "I agree with anonymous".That's some pretty harsh stuff.I mean there is truth to this.But whatever the thing that makes me maddest about all that is when I go out in public,no matter how tight my jeans are,how nice my polo may be,no matter how proper my language is..I'm still associated with that.I'm not ashamed to be black,but at the same time I am.And everyone says "racism is dead".Bullshit!I went to Burleson yesterday and I could feel eyes burning holes in the back of my head because I was "out of place".It's sad that Dr.King and them died for the death of this,yet it's still thriving.I shouldn't have to be afraid to wear a shirt that has Obama's name or face on it because if the wrong person saw me,he might beat the shit out of me.Like,when is this gonna end.Why can't we all get along?Even though it's kinda cliché,that is a good question.And I want an answer."

Blah

I lost my journal!I wrapped up my whole emo phase in the last entry.I'm good now.I know that life can't be perfect.Well,not yet.I'll be happy some day.You won't see any depressive stuff for a month or two.

Errrrrrrr..............

Are fucking kidding me???Is this guy serious???

I Swear..........Tupac Is Alive

Tupac Resurrected (MySpace Exclusive)

Amazing(Kanye West feat.Young Jeezy)

Amazing from kwest on Vimeo.

The Reeling(Passion Pit)

Passion Pit - The Reeling from Smoke My Tabaco on Vimeo.
My favorite unknown group at this time.I made the proclamation on April 8th that i would buy their new cd.Yes!Buy not bootleg.You should too.

KID CUDI - DAT KID FROM CLEVELDAND (MIXTAPE)

http://www.mediafire.com/?wqez2lagfnk

People Actually Buy These.

You have to be there in person to witness the true ugliness of these shoes.

100 Single Ladies

Where am I when stuff like this pops off?

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince Trailer

Sweeeaaarrrr?!?!?!?!This seriously looks like the best of the series.Super hype for this movie.I'm such a nerd.

ROFL!!!!!!!!!

0:26 is like the best part."Vinny!Shut the fuck up!"
"God Mr.Grouchy pants."

A Loner In A Bubble Awaiting His Second Day Of Detox

I hear that the only way to solve a problem is to get to the source.I'm unhappy.That's such a broad statement.I'm unhappy because i feel alone.I'm always surrounded by people.Or so it seems.The people that surround me are nothing but mere characters taking part in the fairy tale that is The Developing Life of A Retarded Genius.Most have no use.They're just smiling faces on the page.But then there are some who help develope the story.The few who keep me going.The few who ensure that i see the sun rise and fall still to this day.I'm pretty mentally unstable.I've been millimeters away from doing some harmful stuff to myself,but these people......you get the point.So you're probably thinking "Delano,you've got people.You shouldn't be complaining."Yeah i got people,but I'm isolated from these people.It feels like I'm already in Hawaii.Already on my little island away from the big island(The United States).I remember a quote from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.Harry and Loony Luna Lovegood were talking in the woods one day and somehow they came up on the subject of Harry feeling lonely or some shit.He felt isolated from Ron and Hermione.Then Luna Lovegood said something along the lines of "Well if I were You-Know-Who,I'd want you to feel cut off from everyone else.Because if it's just you alone you're not as much of a threat."Call me crazy,but i think if the devil makes me feel separated from everyone,I can't be much of a threat.Maybe the devil is putting these thoughts of separation in my head to bring me to my own destruction?People say that you can't get anywhere in this life without help.I'm always the first to give it,but the last to except it.Maybe the "problem" i have is simply because i hate taking hand-outs.I've been getting a lot of comments lately such as "You look like a ghost.You look lost.You never seem happy.Etc."Maybe if i just man up and tell people that i don't feel great these days,things will be better.That's what i do when i write in my journal and then post it on here.I'm talking about how i feel,but the thing is after I'm done writing,my mind feels empty....not eased.I feel better when i keep it bottled inside me,yet i want to pour it all out.But then i get scared of people's reactions,so i bottle it back up inside.And I'm back at GO.And i pass it.Land on luxury tax.No $200 for me.The first few turns were good,but as more and more houses and hotels and other obstacles are being built,i can feel the pressure.The pressure to succeed.The pressure to not fuck up.The pressure to creep right past the three houses on Boardwalk and collect my $200.But then i land on it.I count the board spaces until i reach the breaking point.Every space brings me closer to my destruction.I see it on the horizon and i can't do a damn thing about it.After prolonging the inevitable.....i reach my set destination.Then I'm broke.And as i sit to the side watching everyone else have fun buying up property.....i wonder why that can't be me.Why am i the only one who lands on Boardwalk?EVERYBODY else is landing on Baltic Avenue and Vermont Avenue.They get setback a few $100,but they toss the die and get back to making money.And i sit and watch and analyze why they are better than me.No,as of this moment.....I'm not out the game.....YET......I've got a few more turns to go.But i feel me getting broker and broker as each turn passes.The end is nearing.But isn't it always darkest before the dawn?When will my dawn come?It can't come faster if you ask me.So yeahh....what started all this "crazy" talk?It all started in the summer with step dad issues and real dad disappearances.Graduation of close friends.Then came August.Got into some girl friend problems between her parents and myself.Slaved my way through that relationship.Literally,i put that shit on MY back.Decided to get selfish and end the relationship.Best friend moves.And another.Dad's ass is nowhere to be found.Drama with golf.That's just brief peeps in and out of the last 10 months of my life.It can be broken down more,but I've done that enough.So then,i make this New Years declaration that life will be great in 09'.But it's just as bad as 08'.Well not really,but anyway.But on New Years,i decided i was gonna make this the best year of my life.Epic fail.Maybe the reason I'm unhappy is because i'm not living up to the sky high expectations I've set for this year.I started living by a motto lately which is "The Key To Happiness Is Low Expectations".Young,goofy Delano had 0 expectations.And he was happy.And then he grew up over a span of a few months and tried to see the world through grown up eyes.And then he became unhappy.Is there a connection there?If i lived like a carefree 7 year old,life would be grand.Correction:If i lived like a carefree 7 year old and my parents allowed it,life would be grand.I try to live carefree,but then i keep getting college brochures shoved in my face.I get hair show and band and golf commitments shoved down my throat because it looks good on a resume.I wish my resume could be a heart to heart talk to the company or college.Why do my accomplishments have to decide how great i am?Why does a fucking GPA or class rank justify my intelligence?Back when i was a kid,my teacher's gave us report cards,but most of that was judged on how we were as people.Not how we were according to the papers on their desk.Or a project you did over a period of three weeks.I miss those carefree grade school days.I would walk in and not have to think "Oh shit i didn't do the mountain of homework Ms.Bitch gave us.Now i gotta stress out about that.WHILE falling behind."Anyways......i'm done for today.Hopefully I'll be back tomorrow.

A Penny For A Loner's Thoughts?

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Why I Went Ghost On Yall

I had a dream the other day.It was trippy as hell(like all my dreams) and i don't remember much about it.But there is one part i remember vividly.I'm standing at a bus stop in some unknown,dark,gloomy city.Across the street from the mall.I have shopping bags all around my feet.There's an old lady sitting on the bench.She looks up at me.I give her the E.T. fingers,peace sign that i'm famous for.She looks and smiles.She has on shades.And a cane.I'm guessing she was blind.She then takes off the shades.After taking a hurtful glance into her cold desolate eyes,i quickly look away.I then realized how rude that seemed so i turned back and smiled.Then i thought outloud,"She's blind dumbass.She didn't notice."Whoops!She then says to me"How do you do young man?"Her voice was so chilling.It was old and crackly.Almost like the crypt keeper's.I swear i saw a cobweb hanging out her mouth.Anyways....I'm all like"I'm good.How are you?"She said"fine".This is where it gets weird.She looks down,or so it appears and she's like"nice shoes".The shoes aren't important.I start bugging out!I say to her,"Excuse me?I don't think i heard you right."She repeats,"Nice shoes".I then speak gibberish like words,but i think i said,"You're blind!How can you see my shoes?"Whatever.....Fast forward a moment or two and we're sitting on the bench talking.I don't remember the questions she was asking,but they were tough.I answer like they're no problem at all.But then she asks this one question that i didn't answer.She asks,"Young man,what do you wanna do with your life?I'm guessing doctor,lawyer.You're very intelligent."I look into her blind eyes and i start to answer.Open my mouth,nothing comes out.I know what i wanna say,but it keeps getting lost in translation.The rest is unimportant.It's crazy that it took a dream to tell me that i had no plan of action.No plan after high school.People always ask me what i be do when i grow up.I always say rich.Mind is hazy right now.That's why i took like a 9 day vacation.Still soul searching.

As I Em(Asher Roth)

As I Em - Asher Roth

Hoppipolla(Sigur Ros)

This song is a few years old,but it has to be one of my favorite right now.I heard it on the new "Earth" movie trailer.

There Will Be Tears(Mr.Hudson)

MR HUDSON "There Will Be Tears" Directed by: NABIL from nabil elderkin on Vimeo.

Drake's "So Far Gone"........A Must Download

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Fur In My Cap(Rob Roy)

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Delano Tackles Education

So I just watched this movie called "The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas".It was soooo good.It was really sad too.So it's about a little German boy who's dad is the man in charge of a Nazi concentration camp.The boy ends up befriending a little Jewish boy inside the neighboring concentration camp.So yeah.One part of that movie reminds me of my childhood.The little boy and his sister end up getting a tutor to come to their house.So the tutor's thoughts and views end up influencing the way the children think and carry themselves.After spending just a few weeks with the apparent Jew hater,the little sister puts Hitler posters up in her room and begins to act somewhat brutish.The tutor told the little boy that his adventure books were a waste of time.The tutor makes him read almanac's and history books in place of his adventure books.I think it's safe to say that we've all been in that situation at one point in our lives.Where your teachers or your parents tell you that it's time to grow up.I used to love books.A lot.And now i can't stand to pick up a book on free will.No matter how hard i try.It hurts,because back in the good ol' days I stayed up until sometimes two in the morning reading.Once in fifth grade,we had to read a book and write a book report over it.We couldn't do Harry Potter,so i had to choose something else.While everyone else was grabbing their "Because of Winn-Dixie"'s and "Treasure Island"'s,I grabbed "My Friend the Vampire".Large font and a few pictures would best describe this book.I got roasted so bad because of that.My teacher clowned me,the kids clowned me.Hell,even the autistic kid that always got roasted made fun of me.I quickly put that book back and got "Holes".After that day,i had no interest in reading anymore.I still read Harry Potter until the very end,but you know what i mean.It just made me wonder.Who decides that a fifth grader has to read a chapter book?Who decides that an eleventh grade boy can't read a picture book?Who says that you have to read_______(insert book title)here to learn about life and all it's cycles.Eric Carle's "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" can teach the same thing and it only has 225 words.And an added bonus,pictures.Why is it that whenever i go to the public library downtown,i go to the children's section and i look out of place.The definition of book from dictionary.com.Book:Something regarded as a source of knowledge or understanding.I feel that whatever a child,teenager,or adult calls a book is their own business.If i find "Goodnight Moon" a source of knowledge,then you should be cool with that.If "The Giving Tree" teaches me about making the right choices regarding the earth and other stuff,rather than "Stop Global Warming:The Solution Is You!",why should you care?I'm learning,right?So back to the movie.The tutor also tells the boy that all Jews are bad and other nonsense.Personally i don't get the whole teacher qualification mess.I know a lot of people who aren't teachers,but teach me everyday.They didn't get certification.They didn't graduate with a degree in education(i think a person just has to have a degree in order to be a teacher.they don't have to major in education.Hhmmmm.Because just having a degree makes you certified.Riiiiitttteeeee....).Yet they teach me the most valuble lessons.I have a few teachers right now that i could actually say should be teachers.Some are just warm bodies babysitting warm bodies.I always hear about people who graduate at the top of their class,but 10 years later,they work at Dairy Queen.In school,I think they're teaching us the wrong things.Well not necessarily.They're not teaching us enough of the right things.My algebra teacher finds ways to interpret real world stuff in the lessons he teaches.He explains why it's important to know the interest rate of something or something like that.Yet,my physics teacher tells me i need to know how to find elastic velocity,or whatever the hell it's called,so i can pass the TAKS test and graduate.If i just need to learn something just so i can graduate,i don't think i will be satisfied with my diploma.Dictionary.com says,Graduation:the state of being graduated.In that statement,graduated means to be improved.If i just learn stuff to graduate,I'm not being improved.I'm being lied to.They give you this false sense of accomplishment,just so the world can eat you alive.I just kinda changed my stance in the debate with myself.If you teach me something that i can apply to my life later on,then school isn't a waste.Anyway.My fingers are dead.I could go on and on about this subject.But that's how i feel.If you don't like it,suck it.

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Heyy.I'm sitting in my school's auditorium,bored.My band director told me to meet at the school at SIX.It's fucking 6:02 and nobody's here.I shoulda came at like 6:30 like I originally planned.But what can you do?Right?So yeah...It's funny how little things you say to people show up later in the day in other situations and stuff.How things you say won't come true do.Yesterday for example,I was talking to a friend of mine and she was asking me if I was gonna blog about the rain.I told her no because I didn't see the relevance of that topic.But in a few hours,the rain would end up having mucho relevance.So it rained yesterday.I walk home,unless I feel like getting a ride from someone.So it was raining and that day I didn't have a ride.I called my stepdad about 4 times in 5 minute increments.Never answered.I then call my mom and she was at work.She wouldn't be able to reach me for at least another hour and a half at the least.So like everyone else had left and gone home for the day.Shit.After staying at the school about half an hour after school got out,I walked home.It was pouring down raining and it felt like it was 50 degrees.Good thing it only takes me like 10 minutes to get home.So I go home,chuck's all soaked with water.So I chill,watch First Sunday(funny ass movie),and eat pizza.My dad gets home,doesn't say shit about me walking home.But he can ask my sister(his biological daughter)about her half a street length dstance from the bus stop.My mom gets home and does something similar.Now I know my sister is a girl and all,but I mean I feel that I should get treated with the same love(no homo)as she does.On several occasions,my parents show my sister more interest in my little sister.Hey that came up in conversation earlier that day too lol.Shout out to Kelly Rodgers.But yeah that's just how I feel.And that's in a lot of things.I finally accepted that i'm not important.I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me either.That's the harsh reality that i've stumbled upon.A lot of times I find myself fading into the background .It's not on purpose.Trust me.I'm cool with it at school and other places.But at home?That's pretty messed up.When i'm in Hawaii,there will be nobody to ignore me.At least that's what I hope.

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One of the greatest books of all time.

It's Safe To Say That I'm Back

Excerpt from "Just To Catch Yall Up"

Delano wants to be happy.He wants someone to step in and tell him everything is gonna be okay.That he will make it.That he won't be a regular ass nigga,with a regular ass job,with some regular ass friends who drink at the same regular ass bar every regular ass friday night.And after that he goes to his regular ass house with some fucked up rose bushes.After unlocking his regular ass door with uneven stain on it,he says in a regular ass voice"Hey kids with regular ass,lame ass,slave ass names!How was your day at yall's regular ass school?"And the chubby kid(every regular ass family has a chubby kid who resembles the dad's best friend rather the "actual dad")says"It was the same as regular ass yesterday."And the regular ass Delano says that's good and climbs his regular ass stairs and goes into his regular ass bedroom to find his regular ass,overweight wife.He gives her a regular ass kiss and has some regular ass sex and falls into a regular ass drunken sleep.His regular ass snores wake him up in the middle of the night.Goes back to sleep and within hours he greets another regular ass day.I don't want that.Delano isn't a regular ass name,should he be cursed with a regular ass life?

Just To Catch Yall Up

Aight.This post might sound a little like a pity partyish and preachy,but it must be done in order for me to return to my prior blogging status.So bear with me.

Where do i start?Well ever since the end of our winter break,things have really taken a turn for the worse.It's been the same stuff from before plus new drama added on top.It's getting fucking frustrating.First i come back to school to put my little gay accusations in my right pocket.Then i put my parents kind words of not making it to college in the left one.All the letters in the mail and emails don't mean shit to them.I've even gotten a personal post card from K-State's(which is at the top of my list)people.And they send me emails everyday.My parents think you have to have a sky high GPA and be a fucking Einstein just to get into a minor major university.I know plenty of people who got into good schools and they were retards.And that's the nicest way to say it.Then I've picked up addictions here and there.I'll leave it at that.They make me feel better for a good 2 hours or so,but then I'm back to normal Delano.Bummer.There's more stuff,but I'll leave it at that.So yeah.These days I feel like an empty shell of what i used to be.No matter how much i wanna be Delano i can't seem to find him.Sometimes i wonder if Delano is gone with the people that he isolates himself from.Joshua McAfee(Delano's best friend)came back a few weeks ago.Delano was perfectly fine.I dare say....Delano Taylor was back to normal.When Delano is one on one with others,he's somewhat normal.He's somewhat happy.When Delano is with a crowd of people he's about 67% normal.Where's that other 1/3 of Delano Taylor?Sometimes I think that part is gone forever.It hurts to say that,but i wanna be honest with yall.Sometimes i blame my unhappiness on Texas.That's not fair,is it?Chea it is!I honestly think something is in the water in The Lone Star State.If you drink it after the age of 23,you're brainwashed and you stay here until you die.All the people i see that like the state of Texas are dirty as hell.I'm not no dirty nigga.Free thinkers,free spirits find a way out and they're happy.In the midst of this junior year(which seems like it'll never end),so many of my friends have moved.Close friends and not so close friends have left Texas and seem happier.I think I'm onto something.During the summers when i go and visit my dad in Florida,I came back to Texas with a tan line where my smile used to be.My Texas smile hasn't been ANYWHERE close to my Florida smile in close to about 10 months.This theory of Texas being the reason of my reason of depression has me wanting to move to Hawaii.I'm being serious.Me and my friend talked about it one night and apart from their jumping spiders,I found my future home.Lanai,Hawaii.The website says i could be enjoying clear 79 degree weather right now.It seems like my life would be a vacation and i love vacations.And my music is gonna take me there.Oh yeah i made a music page.I put like two mixes on there,which only took like 15 minutes so that the page wouldn't look bare.I got better shit in the works.So yeah I'll make it to Hawaii if it kills me.If you ask nicely I'll let you come stay the weekend.=).We can ride in my boat and listen to Shwayze.Maybe my sadness is the lack of a girl friend.I'm not looking for one though.I just want to have the feeling of being kept.I like knowing that no matter what,someone else can step in and make things better.I see lots of people just take that shit for granted too.It hurts me to see love go wasted.Not trying to sound like a love sick fool(because nobody likes them),but yeah.I'm missing Gossip Girl.Lemme wrap this up.Delano wants to be happy.He wants someone to step in and tell him everything is gonna be okay.That he will make it.That he won't be a regular ass nigga,with a regular ass job,with some regular ass friends who drink at the same regular ass bar every regular ass friday night.And after that he goes to his regular ass house with some fucked up rose bushes.After unlocking his regular ass door with uneven stain on it,he says in a regular ass voice"Hey kids with regular ass,lame ass,slave ass names!How was your day at yall's regular ass school?"And the chubby kid(every regular ass family has a chubby kid who resembles the dad's best friend rather the "actual dad")says"It was the same as regular ass yesterday."And the regular ass Delano says that's good and climbs his regular ass stairs and goes into his regular ass bedroom to find his regular ass,overweight wife.He gives her a regular ass kiss and has some regular ass sex and falls into a regular ass drunken sleep.His regular ass snores wake him up in the middle of the night.Goes back to sleep and within hours he greets another regular ass day.I don't want that.Delano isn't a regular ass name,should he be cursed with a regular ass life?

What's Good?

So yeah i've been chilling lately.It's spring break.This one reminds me so much of the past summer tho,which is not a good thing at all.The past summer was like the worst one eveeeeerrrr!But anyway,i spent the whole spring break with a girl who probably hates me.So yeah that's always fun.I wish i was SXSW.But i'm not.Ugh.Well i think i'll be getting back to important stuff.Peace.

I-R-I-N-A(Ryan Leslie)

Ryan Leslie - I.R.I.N.A
by wonderful-life1989

Hustle In The House(Nipsy Hustle)

WoW!

I bought this yesterday.It's great

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Heyy!After an 18 day hiatus,I'm back.Ima act like that long period didn't happen.Like when you "accidentally" graze the boob of a girl.Lmao.So yeah.Life's been a bitch lately.I have no idea why,but it has.I'm not sick anymore....SIKE!I finally got rid of my original sickness and then BAM!It all happened Friday.So it's like 40 degrees outside and raining.And it ain't raining cats and dogs.It's like elephants and dragons!I felt a hippo in there somewhere too,but anyway.So the head golf coach was like"Millie(yay you get a shout out on the blogspot!)and Delano,walk over to Coach Yates'(assistant golf coach)portable.Yall need the extra practice.I got places to go and people to see."What i really interpreted was "Millie(shoutout #2) and Delano,walk yall's retarded asses to that brokedown,brokeback piece of shit shack so yall can waste time and catch pneumonia.I gotta go home and pork my wife!"Sidebar:i said pork because that's something he would say.It means fuck you dumbass.But yeah,he calls "making out","sucking face"!Gross right????So yeah....So that's what we did.We went to that brokedown,brokeback piece of shit shack and wasted time.So now I'm sick.It's all good tho.This one should be over soon.So yeah.....Role Models is a funny ass movie!Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist is a good movie also.King Kong is long as HEEELLLLL!But enjoyable.I like when King Kong bit that T-Rex's tongue out!That was crazy!Drillbit Taylor is a good movie.Harry Potter and The Order of The Phoenix is the shit!I got Quarantine in my room.I'm a little scared to watch it.Hahahaha what a puss...rite?The weather should be good the next few days.Tomorrow 77,Tuesday 79!Pretty beastly.And most important.IT'S SPRING BREAK BITCHES!!!!!I should be doing a lot of much needed mingling soon.Hit me up if you wanna mingle too.Peace and Much Love To Ya!

WoW!!!!

I Had Forgot About This

Order Them Cookies-Ice Cream Skate Team

Bitch,You Ain't Unique

So I've come to the realization that we're all the same.Not one teenager is different than the next.We think we are,but we aren't.Even though my views on this subject will most likely change in the next few days,bear with me for a second.We as humans were created in the image of one man,Jesus.Yeah,we can be different even though we were created to be a complete mirror image of ONE man(sarcasm is the bee's knees).Today this girl in class keep on going on and on about how she hated her life.How much her life sucked.How much she wished she was dead.So then some white girl who wants to desperately to be friends with errbody(you know.The one's who'll kiss your ass just to be mentioned outside of class.)said "Yeah i know what you mean!"So this girl says "NO,you don't know how i feel right now.Nobody knows how i feel!I just wanna die!"All this was because our teacher couldn't tell us what missing work we had(because her bitch ass hasn't graded shit!Don't you love lazy teachers?).A little extreme don't ya think?Anyways...yeah!Isn't it strange that a 16 year old girl is the only one who wants to die?The ONLY person on the planet earth that has it bad?Seriously, are you that stupid?WARNING:This next part will get a little heated.Just thought you should know.BITCH,SHUT THE FUCK UP!YOU'RE A LITTLE BROWN SPRINKLE ON THIS ICE CREAM CONE OF A PLANET!YOU AIN'T NOBODY!ERRBODY GOES THROUGH SHIT!WHY DON'T YOU GROW SOME BALLS AND GET OVER IT!WELL DON'T GROW BALLS,NOBODY LIKES A HERMAPHRODITE!BUILD A BRIDGE AND GET OVER IT!AIGHT?IT'S 09,WE AIN'T GOT TIME FOR THAT WHOA IS ME SHIT!I think the thing that got me so mad was that this girl's life is pretty much set.She has about a dozen colleges ready to get her an athletic scholarship right now.As a junior!And they're good schools!She's not ugly,so guys break their backs to get her to acknowledge them.She can lunch and dick anytime she wants(that's a good combination,right?lmao!).I've been through some stuff in the past 8 months that not everyone should.And I'm not complaining.Well,i slip up every once in awhile.I'm human!But anyways,we all go through stuff.And we all think that we're the only one's with drama.Some people's stuff may be worse than yours,but we all get you.I don't like it when people who have not a damn thing to complain about...complain about every damn thing!But it's cool.I'll let you think you're special.That's what we were all taught."Jesus knows every hair on your head.Your head is different than everybody else's,"said the Sunday school teacher.But now that my eyes are opened,i see that everybody(including the boy with the lumpy head in the back of the class.You know who I'm talkng about!)has the same head!Same thoughts go on in errbody's head.So don't sit there and say"You don't know how i feel!"Because me and 3/4 of the teenage population will vibe with you.I'm just saying!

It's Finally Here!!!!!!!!!!!!Day N Night(Kid Cudi)

kid cudi - day 'n' nite
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Kid Cudi & Kanye West On 106 & Park

The Number Question On People's Mind's. Answer:Because They're Dope!

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What's goody!I hate it when people say"goody".That's stupid.My excuse for my leave of absence this time is mainly school.But lately i haven't been able to write much.In the last week,I've been mispelling words and wording sentences strangely.Idk what's going on.I fear that i might have lost mind.It all started with this sickness that i mysteriously got a few weeks ago.Whatever it is,it's got my body acting weird.According to my horoscope,I'm supposed to have 2 bad months in 2009 so i already chalked February up as one.It's been really hectic so this decision is justified.I'm so glad that i got solo and ensemble outta the way.That whole thing was stressful.Maybe the stress of doing well in school and band competions and many other things have soured February.I've been really anti-social also.I said i was gonna cut that out,but i have 0 self control.This body has it's own agenda and it'll go through hell to accomplish it.I just sit in my room and do homework.And play 360.And listen to Fall Out Boy and Dedication 3.Go buy Fall Out Boy's Folie A Duex.I think i spelled that right.But yeah,it's dope go buy it.This is really hard.I can't gather all my thoughts to form words on my fingertips.They get lost on the way down.I went and saw "Fired Up" last night.It was pretty dope.It's no Superbad,but it gets the job down.I just watched "The Condemned" and "Max Payne".Both solid movies,but they don't garner Top 10 votes.Max Payne got a bad rap,but it's pretty good.The story felt like a 5th grader wrote it five minutes before it was due,but the graphics and such were great.Rhianna's face is BAD!I wanted to punch Chris Brown after i saw that one picture with her eyes closed!She'll definantly be in my prayers(even though i rarely say them).My sister had a sleepover last night.It was good that they stayed out of my hair,but they were really loud.I sound like a loser with no friends right now hahaha!I'm glad she had fun and i didn't.Really.I'm so ready to get this over with!I'm done and i ain't editing!Nope,words stay mispelled this time!

Welcome To Heartbreak(Kanye West feat.Kid Cudi)

KANYE WEST "Welcome To Heartbreak" Directed by Nabil from nabil elderkin on Vimeo.

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Another couple of days off and I'm back.Again I apologize for my absence,but i got a good excuse this time.I was sick.Still am,but I'm trying to deal with it.Idk what i have,but it's intense!Moms says i got a sinus infection and all this stuff,but i've been throwing up and i have a fever all the time.I've been getting like 3 a day.But enough of that!My SAT scores should be in tomorrow!If they're good,you'll know all about it!If i don't say anything about them.....well you know.The Grammy's were great.Coldplay killed it!Radiohead killed it!Katy Perry killed and is still one of the white girls I plan on doing before I die.That is if her body is still tight by the time I get a chance.The whole "Swagger Like Us" thing was EPIC!M.I.A. made all pregnant women around the world proud.She looked good too!I thought the Jonas Brothers would've done really well,but it was a dull performance.Stevie Wonder's "Superstitious" wasn't a good song for them.And poor little Nick Jonas messed up!I think it was him.I don't know all their names!Let's see....Kanye and Estelle put on a nice little show.Not too flashy,but not boring.I know I'm missing out on some people,but whatever!This whole Chris Brown thing is getting annoying.He slapped one of the most beautiful girls on the planet around.I can't reach a verdict on what to do since I(and prolly the vast majority of the human race)don't know what happened.So just let it rest until we know something...please!Well you're updated on my life so I'll let you go.Bye!

I'm On A Boat(Lonely Island feat.T-Pain)