Hey, Mr. Adams. Tell me where you've been.
Who's been looking for me? I'm back. I know I didn't blog last night, my bad. I was extra tired. Yesterday was a pretty boring day. The boring days tend to drag on the most. When I got home, I didn't want to do much but go to sleep. Anyway, I did a song with Dub yesterday. Nothing much more to speak about yesterday.
It's funny how my mood can be altered that easily. Like, seriously - people say the dumbest shit to me. I can't believe after all this time we've known each other that you'd still think that of me. Come on, me being judgmental? I don't have room to critique another person's life. I have too much going on to even be worried about someone else's life. Are you fucking serious? How do you tell me what I think or what I've done? Then fuck shit up so completely. I thought you were better than that, I really did. How in the world could I think anything of you that you haven't presented to me? I've never had an ill thought toward you or of you. You were always the person that I spoke so highly of. When your own family came to me about some shit that you supposedly did, I came to you about it. You cleared it up and it was that. I mean, come on. I thought you knew me better than that, but obviously you don't. I'm fucking insulted. Like seriously fucking insulted. Anyone will tell you, I'm the least judgmental person you can come across. If you EVER have anything on your mind, I'm the first to try to alleviate that. Judgmental? That's never been in my character. I can't believe you would even put that on me. YOU, of all people. That's insane, yo. Fuck it. I dust it off.
Anyway, today was boring too. We sat there and did nothing. We were supposed to work on songs, but that shit never happened. It was a pointless ass day. I wasted so much gas. To top it off, I think I'm getting sick again. I hope not. Eh, the last time I felt like this, I had to go to the hospital a few days later. Fuck, let's not get sick Jay. We can't afford that, young man.
I talked to my college representative today. Man, that shit is so expensive. I'm stressing on how I'm going to pay for this all. Eh, I have to put myself through college. You know, I have parents who are well capable of helping me - but they won't. That's cool, I never ask for anything. Fuck them, I'll do me. In the long run, I'll feel much better when I look back and said I made my life as successful as it is. I'll have my Master's Degree by 22-23. Hold your applause, please. Lol, by next September - my degree in recording engineering will be solid. Oh yes, nigga - I'll have paper behind my name. 20 with degree's and shit. Lol, do it like me - please? Forgive my arrogance.
I'm so irritated.
Like, I can't believe this shit. That's cool, I brush it off. Anyway, I wish you would stop being so... so... I don't even know a word, just stop. Let go, seriously. I've got this. Heh, I don't mind a struggle though. Shit, that's cool. I've never had anything handed to me, and I don't expect you to hand much to me either. Working is great. You know? Just know worrying bring wrinkles. You don't want those! Lol.
I'm sleepy as hell, really. It's not even twelve o'clock, yo. The Lakers are getting blown the fuck out. They let me down. I can't believe this shit, either. Well? Theres always next year, I guess. I wonder who is going to get traded or fired during the off season. I hope Kobe doesn't cry this time around. I mean, he's my favorite player, but I don't want to hear him cry again.
I think I'll watch Zohan tonight or tomorrow.
Goodnight.
Who's been looking for me? I'm back. I know I didn't blog last night, my bad. I was extra tired. Yesterday was a pretty boring day. The boring days tend to drag on the most. When I got home, I didn't want to do much but go to sleep. Anyway, I did a song with Dub yesterday. Nothing much more to speak about yesterday.
It's funny how my mood can be altered that easily. Like, seriously - people say the dumbest shit to me. I can't believe after all this time we've known each other that you'd still think that of me. Come on, me being judgmental? I don't have room to critique another person's life. I have too much going on to even be worried about someone else's life. Are you fucking serious? How do you tell me what I think or what I've done? Then fuck shit up so completely. I thought you were better than that, I really did. How in the world could I think anything of you that you haven't presented to me? I've never had an ill thought toward you or of you. You were always the person that I spoke so highly of. When your own family came to me about some shit that you supposedly did, I came to you about it. You cleared it up and it was that. I mean, come on. I thought you knew me better than that, but obviously you don't. I'm fucking insulted. Like seriously fucking insulted. Anyone will tell you, I'm the least judgmental person you can come across. If you EVER have anything on your mind, I'm the first to try to alleviate that. Judgmental? That's never been in my character. I can't believe you would even put that on me. YOU, of all people. That's insane, yo. Fuck it. I dust it off.
Anyway, today was boring too. We sat there and did nothing. We were supposed to work on songs, but that shit never happened. It was a pointless ass day. I wasted so much gas. To top it off, I think I'm getting sick again. I hope not. Eh, the last time I felt like this, I had to go to the hospital a few days later. Fuck, let's not get sick Jay. We can't afford that, young man.
I talked to my college representative today. Man, that shit is so expensive. I'm stressing on how I'm going to pay for this all. Eh, I have to put myself through college. You know, I have parents who are well capable of helping me - but they won't. That's cool, I never ask for anything. Fuck them, I'll do me. In the long run, I'll feel much better when I look back and said I made my life as successful as it is. I'll have my Master's Degree by 22-23. Hold your applause, please. Lol, by next September - my degree in recording engineering will be solid. Oh yes, nigga - I'll have paper behind my name. 20 with degree's and shit. Lol, do it like me - please? Forgive my arrogance.
I'm so irritated.
Like, I can't believe this shit. That's cool, I brush it off. Anyway, I wish you would stop being so... so... I don't even know a word, just stop. Let go, seriously. I've got this. Heh, I don't mind a struggle though. Shit, that's cool. I've never had anything handed to me, and I don't expect you to hand much to me either. Working is great. You know? Just know worrying bring wrinkles. You don't want those! Lol.
I'm sleepy as hell, really. It's not even twelve o'clock, yo. The Lakers are getting blown the fuck out. They let me down. I can't believe this shit, either. Well? Theres always next year, I guess. I wonder who is going to get traded or fired during the off season. I hope Kobe doesn't cry this time around. I mean, he's my favorite player, but I don't want to hear him cry again.
I think I'll watch Zohan tonight or tomorrow.
Goodnight.
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I'm calling you, NOW.
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