November 2009
27 posts
Common Sense
My high school running coach and arguably my favorite teacher had some help from his surroundings. Not only was I fond of him, but his classroom too. My school itself had unprecedented historical value, having been founded in 1813. A staple of the capital city of New York. His classroom held historical value itself. Just as the building had collected plaques and changes, he collected things to...
Crabcakes and Football
THATS WHAT MARYLAND DOES.
School of Design
I think the reason I never pursued art school was because of the time and effort commitment required. Art requires productive time that I’d rather waste on the internet or watching television. Pathetic, I know. Art always came easy to me, and when it didn’t, I hardly finished the harder assignments. Ability pushed me through high school, but I knew that it’d take more than...
We’ve been pompous ever since Columbus...
My grandfather always used to refer to wings with...
I’d enjoy my sloppy wings with a thick glass of milk and groan when my cartoons had to be switched to the 6 O’clock news. We always seemed to eat when the news came on.
Tales From The Truck
In it’s days under my care, my truck traveled far and wide on fantastical voyages. Often spur of the moment and far from well thought-out plans, we took the truck all over. Through thick and thin the truck held it’s own.
Jordan was frequently my co-pilot
Spurred on by her sexual bantering, we took flight. Driving with the music ricocheting around the two person vehicle and ravaging...
I’m just sittin’ here, I ain’t sayin’ much I just gaze, I’m lookin’ into space as my CD plays, I gaze quite a lot, in fact I gaze always, And if I blaze then I just gaze away my days
Fast, Cheap, and Out of Control →
Creepy, quirky, and oddly entrancing. Somehow, it works.
Stanford Beckons
As a freshman in high school I made off-hand remarks about lofty goals. I stated goals whenever something seemed to be highlighted by my attention. Randomly and hardly seriously, the goals piled up here and there. They changed in time, when reality eventually set in. The bar lowered.
I’ve always had a knack for having good relationships with teachers. Despite juvenile behavior or an uncanny...
Concerning XXL's freshman class...
This may offend some of you, but Wale’s sound is nothing new. Charles Hamilton and Bobby Ray (B.o.B) have an innovative sound. Granted it’s nice to hear something come out of D.C, but he fall short of impressive lyricism and style.
Again
Fill the page without stopping, flow of conscious.
Predictable, always. Redundant statement. She always knew what was coming, they always knew what was coming next. The charades, all the same. The games the jokes, all the same. Nothing changes. Outside looking in, redundant. Looking out, redundant. The same cycles, on repeat. Seeing the same things, reacting the same way. Every conversation the...
Frankly,
I don’t care about your answers to formspring questions. I’m sick of looking at my dashboard and seeing answers to questions with limited creativity. Half of the time the questions are posed with “you’re so great, I love your blog,” which only boosts egos and promotes more formspring posts.
And if you make good music that's OK, but on the...
Diamonds Are Forever →
Cecil Rhodes, English maverick and founder of DeBeers, founded a company that after over 100 years still holds 40% of the market industry. He extended an empire of his own, creating Rhodesia, doing so with force and greed. A gangster before it was fashionable.
“Don’t take life too seriously. You’ll never get out alive.”
– Bugs Bunny (via vickiesays) (via bueller)
Fill The Page
Fill the page without stopping, flow of conscious.
They said sorry. They didn’t know. Always asking always nagging. How is he, how is he. I’m sorry they all said sorry. They all thought they found a way to make me feel better. They all thought they were helping because they cared. Everybody cared. You’re no maverick. You didn’t catch me off-guard by showing your...
My pupils are naturally large, hardly shrinking when the sun invades them. The whites in my eyes never fall victim to a sea of red.
Major Changes
Journalism always has an attractive appeal about it. It seems to be the bandwagon that anyone relatively liberal and aware of trending times hops on. It’s the profession that younger generations choose to be intertwined with the culture. Whenever I say journalism is my major, people realize that it correlates with my personality. They smile with content as if they guessed it in their head...
GET U HOME, SHWAYZE
Golden Bough
The book store is a mirror image of the vintage clothing store across the street, filled with an array of new and old. The store was musty from books accumulating in piles throughout. It reminded me more of a messy apartment than a bookstore, and I liked that. Some authors monopolized shelves, Smiley and Hornby and Twain. Most books didn’t cost much, some books didn’t cost anything at...
Dignity
My clothes, just when I think they can handle themselves, always lose their dignity in the bout against the dryer. They enter the dryer clean, ready to dry off and be worn. They exit the dryer toddler-sized, with a matching toddler-sized dignity to boot. Why do they always fail to succeed? My clothing never maintains its form when being dried. I can’t wear this shrunken clothing and keep my...
LIGHTWORKS, DOOM.