Awesome, seriously

"best day of 2009" haha, no. Today was like one of the worse days ever. Thanks to the person I was rooming with. That had to be one of THE worst decisions ever. I can't feel my hands. Had to pee outside in like 30 degree weather (plus the wind blowing factor). Was not allowed into the room, by the person I was supposed to be staying with, because I couldn't walk like a mile and a half in like 45 minutes. Mind you, a mile and a half not knowing where I am. But whatever, I'm happy. Hanging out and doing the original plan. With my bff, Alex Francis Rossi. :-). Watching movies on my Netflix, and just eating pizza. "OMG, did you see that nipple?!?" ~ Rossi. I'll update on this later.

P.s: thanks, Sib

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Wow......

Today sucked so bad, its not funny. Nor is it over. First off, I went to bed way too early yesterday (6PM), because I didn't feel too well. Then I woke up @ 11PM, and decided "lemme watch TV and get ready". Took a shower, all that. I was all clean, daper looking. Hair picked out, FRESH. (yes I can look, fresh. Its a matter of whether I want to). Then I decide to rid myself of "body hair" with the exception of facial and head hair. Yes, that includes the groin, arm pits, and butt/gooch/taint region. It was a failing success. Worked because the hair is gone. Failed because now I have razor bumps on my groin. Trust me, they are razor bumps, nothing else. I've seen the others. Then I was shaving part of my facial hair (to maintain my "none on front, a lot on bottom" beard, if you wanna call it that) when my father kicks in the door. Startles the hell outta me. Razor cuts deep into my chin. So now, here I am, shirtless, bleeding, trying to hold up my towel. My dad laughs and walks out. Idk why he did it. I just know he did, and that was a huge d*ck head move. So I band-aid that mug and am on my way. I decided that @ 6:30 am, I would nap until 8:30, then bike to school. Class was @ 10. Thats more then enough time to get to class. Its 9:50 when I wake up. My grandmother is in my room, screaming at me. Mind you, I wasn't @ her house. So she drove all the way from Eastside Detroit/Grosse Pointe to Westside Detroit to virtually just tell at me, and move my room around. So she does this until 10:24, so really now I'm late. So she drops me off there. And I get to class. Yay pop quiz! Not prepared. @ all. So as I am about to take this quiz. My band-aid kinda itches. I figure, I don't feel anymore runniness. Maybe my band-aid has absorbed all the blood. So I get ready to take it off, but winch in pain. You would to if a band-aid was on your facial hair. So a friend asks if I need help. I said sure. As she is about to yank it off, I said nevermind. I only got out "neverm-" blood shot down. All on the quiz, desk and some on her hand. "F*ck" she exclaimed. The teacher go make more copies because 1) he didn't make extras, because he figured that we wouldn't need them, and 2) he was affraid of catching AIDS. Hmm, yeah thanks. I know what that's says about me. Then, we have a stupid ass tornado drill. THE worst safety drill I have ever been apart of. EVER. I'm just gonna leave it there. And my day isn't over yet. Now I got these papers to type. UGH. I better be able to go to this meet, or I will be on America's most wanted.....or something like that.

HOB UP!!!

p.s: my butt doesn't have any razor bumps. (no homo)

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The Sun And The Moon

(started yesterday, March 30th, around 3pm) i realized that I have lost a lot of people as friends, but if you're gonna be flakey and not talk to me, why don't you let me know, so I don't waste time talking to you? Hmmm? Makes sense don't it, Danae? Yeah? Assh*le.

Today was weird. I got accused of verbally assulting a female classmate, when I asked her why she was affraid of me. Yes, because I am terrifying her by asking why she is affraid of me, GTFOH! Then my uncle acts like a supreme ho. I am getting tired of that man, and his child. I have a little brother who I love. I look after that guy. That's my little brother. Don't make my least favorite uncle's son into my little brother. You will get negative responces. Very negative.

(this post continues on to the next morning)

Netflix is awesome. I love it. I especially love the watch instantly feature. "Jackass 2.5" is funny so far. Bam Margera is a puss. I hate him. Steve-O is like my favorite person ever. "Dizzy Boxing" looks like something me and some friends would do. Bam Margera is SOOOO gay. He is flying a kite with his ass. He likes d*cks near his butt, waaaaaay too much. These dudes are so.....wow. Laying on a damn bed of nails. The Agories were drinking their own pee? AND I just saw Bam's penis? Ugh. Dude got shot with a mini rocket...in his ass. Uh-uh!

(and now around 1:20PM)
Its official. I hate all Arabic people. Most Asian people bother me (aside from my kin, the Filipino) and white-black people make me sad. These Arabic people are arguing about the different ways to speak. Someone said something that they didn't understand, and now they are beefing, mad.

I now fully go to OCC. All my paper work cleared. I am probably the only person who does not wanna be @ this school. I am embarersed. But I can't lie. If I did, my tattoo would be a farce ("The High Minded Man Must Care More For The Truth Then What People Think") the people here are just.....its the same as Oakland. Except not as American. I'm surrounded by Full Blown Arabics, The Japenese or Korean, and The Chaldeans. Omg, this so sucks. I'm like depressed now.

I'm done for today/yesterday. I'll have a better one Friday and Saturday. Friday, I'm rooming up @ State with a friend. (No, I will get NO cakes, and I'll be happy with it) then Saturday, I have a track meet. The Spartan Invite. If I actually go, and don't piss people off, I'll have a great entry. And if I don't......you'll just see a lot. Of swearing.

HOB UP!!!!!!!

P.S: I hate people who start in one language then switch mid-sentence when you walk by. Its annoying and f*cked up. Plain and simple.

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Blow Chunks

Yesterday blew. Like I don't know any good aspect of yesterday except from class, where I actually received a really warm welcome, which usually I don't. I just kinda walk in to murmurs. They actually went "Hi Fletcher!" and I was stunned. I felt loved, sorta (aw). It went downhill from there. I missed my English class last week because I was sick. But I ended up showing up @ the end. I forgot I had 2 papers due on friday the 27th of March. I have to finish editing one. The other is just a draft. I didn't do the draft. That's gonna sting in my grade. Ugh. Erica, Doo-Doo Brown's (Darrick) sister, said I should do it in the morn. I don't know if I could do it in the alotted time. I haven't done ANYTHING for it. (update: I didn't. I just went to class, didn't say anything about it)

I want a rose tattoo. But I keep being told by some its gay for a guy to have a rose tattoo, then some say it isn't. Like Kelly, my classmate who resembles Posh Spice (Victoria Beckham), she said its perfectly fine. But then again she asked if it would be in a place to cover it up, which defeats the purpose of most tattoos. Christian, another classmate, said its fine. My cousin said it is. Marty E-Dub said the samething too. Hmmm. My grandma loves orchids. I might get an orchid instead. Hmmmm.

My dad is inviting over another floozy. So I'm @ my grandma's tonight. Kinda pissed about it. I brought my xbox and my laptop. Gonna be playing my xbox if Tim and I don't hang out. Going to see some movies, n*gga!!!!

I need help with my sleeve. If you comment on my blog, tell me what reminds you of me. I need designs for my sleeve (if I ever do draw it)

I shaved my area down there. Its air-rated. So FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! :-D

But I'm getting out of the car soon, or napping.....so I'll get back to this.

HOB UP!!!!!

P.s: I won't be on here as much anymore. School is the pits, yo.

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Hahaha, I'm back!

Sorry. Life has been fast paced full of papers. Haven't had time to blog. Not even from my phone. Sh*t is crazy. My track season might be over, I lost 2 girls of my dreams, I have 3 papers due Friday, I had a OC akward momment with my "Bess Fran" Marty, were I went to grab her hand and virtually grabbed her boob. She wasn't mad, but I felt shamed. It wasn't a full out grab, like "gimmie this!" it was kinda a rub grab. But lemme start telling sh*t:

I have severed friendships like dude nipping rose pedals. Only to have some of them bloom right back. Devin, I cut that, grew back. Marty, I cut that, grew back. India, I kinda cut that, may not grow back. Megan, I kinda cut that, idk if that is wanted back, honestly. Olivia, I most def cut that, and it will NEVER grow back, whore. I'm also talking to more people from UofD, idk why. I saw a bunch of them yesterday @ Summerset.

Serge and I went to see watchmen. I gave it a 8.5. Too long, too much blowing stuff up, too much soft core porn scenes. No, I'm not gay, I just don't wanna see all of that, all the time.

I saw last house on the left with Marty. I give it a 7. It was ok. Plot wise and scare factor it was better than the old one. But the old one had better deaths. But the new ones was more politically correct.

I think I'm becoming the old me. I'm listening to the old Dipset artists I liked before I thought they sucked: JR Writer, and Juelz Santana. "B*tch listen, this isn't no damn game in here, the whole bird gang's in here, like Kurt Kobain was here, yeah yeah yeah yeah!" (I loved that line, sorry)

My stomach feels awful. Yucky. I feel like I'm gonna hurl. And it doesn't feel like the pretty one either. Not just all liquid. Ewww.

As I said earlier, my track season might be over. I was messing around with a friend. We were building stuff out of hollow scraps of metal. It tipped over. One of the scraps happened to have weight in it.....which made it super heavy. That b*tch crashed into my shin. Hella hard. Cut it open, but not that bad. But it hurt to walk. Found out why. Might have a deep bone bruise, and if I do, then I might have to lay off for the rest of the season. (I won't, but I'll be instructed too)

This sleeve is hard as heck to draw. Idk what describes me super well. I got a rain cloud, for pessimisim, rain thunder, and hail for the same. "HOB" at the bottom of my wrist, and "The Man of a Million Names" in the inside of my arm. I can't think of anything else, and my friends aren't helping, partially because they don't want me to get this sleeve. Eh, what they fail to understand is that its conditional. If I don't become a pro, then yes, I won't get it. If I do, 80% chance I will.

I just turned on my phone's music, and "Viva La Vida" came on. Made me sad. Song always does. I have no good reason why. But when followed by the Tekken 3 Theme of Eddy Gordo, I don't feel so bad. His theme sounds happy island-y. If I can say that. Yes I listen to the Tekken 3 and Tekken Tag Tournament soundtracks. They got some cold beats.

I think Marty thinks I'm stupid. Or just plain don't like me. But is just bored enough to where she has to hang out with me, rather than do nothing.

I had a weird dream. It was a bunch of play kids and this little, round Filipino girl. She had this huge Chinese symbol on her shoulder. And everytime I looked @ her, it changed. The play kids and I were about to play touch football (bwahaha, them be athletes? Come on, they barely played athletes right in a play). But I was there and I was talking about how I was gonna be sweet. I remember this part for sure: "I'm gonna be f*ckin dre bly, the old sweet Dre Bly, I'm gonna be Leigh Bodden before the lions got him, I'm gonna be matha-f*ckin Nandi Asumouga!" then I woke up soon after. Whoo. I was f*cked up. Haha.

My arms hurt so bad. And I need to put more money on my card before it runs out. Either that or cancel netflix and gamefly mommentarily. I dropped photo with telling anyone. Hate that class, love the teacher though.

Molly broke my heart.....sorta. She told me she couldn't love, which why we couldn't be. And now she is kickin it with some dude....how lovely. (that was a rhyme, I'm stepping my game up.....where you. @, robba????)

I think I'm done.. The main reason why I couldn't blog was because my phone screen was messed up. And when it got messed up, I have no reason to blog. Doing it from the computer is WAAAY too hard.
But I'm the belly button, outtie,
HOB UP!!!!

P.s: this feels so familiar.....kinda missed it.

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"Wanna See My Pipe?" ~ Serge-P B.

Best day of 2009? Today, March 11th. Like no girls were involved either. I remembered why the end of senior year was fun: Serge and his family. They make me laugh. All of them. No homo, but I missed serge. We insult each other, but its not like serious insults. Its like.....normal talk.

Anyways, I saw "Watchmen" with Serge and his cousin, Matt. I'd give it a 8.7 out of 10. Only because it was long as hell, and was drawn out @ some parts. But I loved the plot, gore, and even the soft core porn. Kinda akward though, Dr. Manhattan (blue guy) coulda covered up alittle more. I didn't wanna see his penis....at all frankly, but if I had to see it, once or twice at the most....but not 1/3 of the damn movie.

I want a "Rorschach" mask, for my next track meet. Man....I will win....because I'll intimidate everyone. Haha.

I joined USA Track and Field today.....I have some BIG ASS shoes to ATTEMPT to fill. I also made my papers to send to Arizona State in Tempe, AZ, and Arizona.....where ever it is. Arizona State is where Henry Carr went. That's my cousin. He is a 2 time gold medalist @ the '64 Tokyo Olympics. Ranked #1 in the world in the 200 for like 2 years........maybe its best I don't bring up the fact that's my cousin, eh? Yeah, I don't think I'll be coming close to f*cking with his 20.5 or 20.2 220 yard (old talk for 200 meters, really about 201 meters) no.....that's not me, friend.....but maybe it could be.

I am happy. I made my bestie feel better. Yes, I am talking about Deondra LaJuan Powers. Yes, put your government name out there like that. But I <3 you, and I'm sorry for what you went though. <3 ya bestie.

I'm soo tired, I'm out of here like.....whatever is the opposite of (body)hair.

HOB UP!!!!

P.s: go to rennisance High school today @ 5, and watch UofD get Buttf*cked my Pershing. HAHAHA.

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"Your So 753,43" ~ India D Smith (The Ride Back)

I know I have seemed really different, and allmost angry. Its because I have been. I've been made @ A lot of people. My friends for one. My family, and even some people I don't know. Its just. Idk. Its been real hard for me. My friends have just kind of.....idk, let me down. Like.....devin, for example. (mind you, I hate calling people out....a lot, but, some things need to just be out there) look here, if your gonna tell me, that our friendship started on some farces, why don't you tell me that the next day? Huh? Instead of changing up your story, as I embraced you as one of my better friends. Just makes me feel like an ass, a lot later, and makes you look like one, sort of, when you tell me that. Like really, what the hell?

Anyways. I just got on the bus. I had fun. And I mean it. I did. I missed my family down here. Albiet, we fought @ sometimes. But that's what families do.

This bus driver is funny. She is the anti-of the one who drove down here. I remember her from before.
"1000$ to ask me a question, and 750$ to receive an answer. My real job is to drive this greyhound, not answer questions" I smiled @ that. It was funny. I hope she didn't take offense when I called her "ma'am" wasn't trying to say she was old. Just trying to show respect.

I am going to go to this kairos thing today. Idk why. But I feel I should. It might be the only one I attend, so I might as well do it.

There is this chick on the bus who looks like Remy Ma. Yuck! Nasty ass h*. Remy Ma is not cute. At all. Any woman who would talk about running through men like nothing is not attractive. Unless its their job. Then.....can't really do nothing about that. Like Ice La Foxxx, she is bad as heck. But she goes through men AND women. She is still bad as heck though. I didn't know she got implants. She used to be one of them slim cute chicks. All slim. Now she has DDs. It don't even look right. She don't look like Ice La Foxxx. :-/

I watched "The Last House on The Left". The original Version from 1972 I think. That movie was f*cked up. No other words to describe it. Just f*cked up. Dude made the 2 girls do it. The scene was akward as heck. Like wasn't a little cut away. It showed the whole thing, until he forced the girl down on the other girl, then it cut away. But it showed the whole stripping scene. And the whole everything else. It even showed the rape scene. Wtf man, I don't wanna see that sh*t.......but you could tell he got his nut....ewww. Then the mother did the most OC (Out Cold or Out of Control) thing in the movie. She gives the dome to one of the bad guys, willingly. Then she (if your sqwemish, skip this) BITES HIS NUTS OFF. SHE BIT OFF HIS MOTHERF*CKING NUTS!!! OMFG! Like I had nightmares of that. Ewww, damn!

I had a bad expierence, where I made Meilani (oh, hell yeah, I'm name calling now, B*tches) "give up the ghost"......TWICE before I "gave up mine"......and she didn't wanna finish me off. :-/
It happend again last night. With my freaky-zeaky neighbor.
"I don't ever give head"
(then why you ask me to do it?)
"because men are supposed to"
(both people are)
"not really"
(so your gonna leave me hanging?)
"finish yourself off"
...........I didn't. She snapped outta that, real quick. and so ends my 5 month celibacy.

Man I passed out @ like 1150. Its 13:43. (1:43PM) and I just woke up. There is a dude who looks just like Corey Brewer. Weak ass n*gga. Some white chick just went by on a beautiful blue motor cycle.. She surprisingly was on the heavyside. But still. The bike was gorgeous. It matched my shorts and shirt, which are UNC blue. I hate UNC basketball, but I love UNC football. They are gritty and I <3 it. Not much flash, just smash and dash. That's great football, right there.

We stopped in Lima just now. And a kid who visibly is from Detroit got on, so says his hoodie. He is talking to this shady dude, in a low voice, who slightly resembles siagon, except he had an eyebrow and a lip peircing. Looks like he is giving him a life lesson in something, because he his giving that "look here, n*gga" mean mug.

We are almost to findlay. I can't wait. I'm hungry. Can't get any taco bell, though.....well maybe some. I know I gotta deposit some of these funds into my account to keep it afloat. Its getting bad. Like real bad. I really need to stop using my card. That's emergency money. And I'm not using it for emergencies.

So I am past halfway home. Wow. This chick in front of me keeps looking back @ me. She need to quit. I'll "FYUCK HER UP, NYU-KUH". She aint cute.

Omg, I sat on one of my balls. It hurt very badly. Like....ever had one of them pinched before? It was like that.

As you might have noticed along time ago. Darrick told me to chance the music, so I did mostly. See? Its more hip-hop is, so if Darrick b*tches me out, I'm gonna f*ck him up. Street fighter style.

You know who sucks at rapping? Detroit's own Danny Brown. I'm sorry rob, but he isn't good. If ass cheeks could talk, they would spit his rhymes. His off beat nerd ass. His best rhyme "You aint no Boss, you fake M.bison" the worst? "I'm on top of the cake like sprinkles, like frosting" or some sh*t. I don't wanna remember it. Better yet, his worst line is his verse in his "Contra" freestyle. He made a song about a cheat code. People think he is cold. Wtf is wrong with you? "Danny Brown is cold, D-town stand up!" yes stand up and throw tomatoes @ that n*gga. I could take him in a rap battle.....and WIN. Rob said his braids make him kinda sweet. Well my tattoos cancel out his braids. There. Wack ass n*gga. Just his thought infuriates me. I know what your thinking "HATER". No. Talk about kobe? Hater. Talk about lebron (sometimes)? hater. Talk about any one successful? Hater. DANNY BROWN AINT SH*T!!!! They probably keep him around for comedy relief.

One of the most jacked up things I heard this weekend. "Man, he took my sister virginity.....before I did" ~ Gunnar Fritz Stannsson. Also know as Ricky, The black guy from Unforgiveable. Some parts of those movies make no sense what so ever. Like in "The Long afternoon" why would you pick up a random dude on the side of the road? And if he was a knife? So? Drive your ass away. And if he throws his knife at the armrest to show it to you. Grab it once it hits the ground, and turn on him. Man.....ugh. Haha, I still love the movies.

I bought the ultimate shirt (online, god dammit) while in Cincy. It completed my life. After I get it, that is.

We finally stopped in Findlay. And I decided not to get taco bell. And I ended up paying about the same price anyways. Damn 5 hour energy. My stomach still aint recover from that Red Robin. Oh yeah, PAIGE ALSTON STEALS HER LITTLE SISTER'S DORA THE EXPLORER UNDERWEAR AND WEARS THEM. (told I would get you Paige.)

All I have left are 2 45 min drives about. One from findlay to Toledo, then from Toledo to Detroit. And then I might have to come right back down here in 2 Saturdays. Down to Toledo area, not Cincy. And its looking like I prob won't be going to that meet @ Cedarville. Doesn't look like mom wants to acomadate me that day. And the OSU one, they both said that they don't wanna have to drive me there and back both days. And there is no way in hell I am driving down to OSU. From Detroit to Mich State is the distance it is from Cincy to OSU. So after this long ass drive, I then gotta have another? Oh hell no.

Its been said music makes things so by faster. These 45 min don't seem to be moving by any faster @ all.

That chick in front of me is possibly retarded. She has just a straight ahead stare that kinda bothers me. Esp when she looks back @ me. I held the door open back @ findlay, and she just went right past it. Didn't look anywhere except ahead. I was like "well, gawd damn" and went in.

I have on my NEW Navy Blue Tights. And I love them. Dearly. I am gonna collect all different color tights. That's my goal. Mind you, I mean athletic tights. Not them gay (sorry Jamal) see through ones. I mean actual solid "keep you warm" tights. Ewww.

Why whenever the chorus of "We On" (Lupe, Gemstones) plays does the sun come of? And it gets all bright. Then some depressing song comes on, and it makes no sense.

I miss my old life. I just realized that. Before the track season. Before I met all these girls. Before I got tattooed. Hell even before UofD. Just I miss that. Back when if you lied it had little consequence, and when your only real problems wernt money running out on your card, and school suffocating you. They were I want better pokemon cards. And other things. If I could go back in time andjust give all my wisdom and thought to the 5th/6th grade me. I'm sure I wouldn't be were I am now. I would be successful. People wouldn't trash my ass behind my back. i'd be closer to my birthday-mate, Dan Bruder. I have to meet someone who hates him. And that's......like outta atleast 2000 people;

I miss back when Spencer schmid and TJ and I were like best friends. Like all of us. Back when all my frosh friends and I were close. Before they all changed, and back before I change a little too.

Ah! Home! Finally.
Now lemme get to this kairos thing, and then its some street fighter, BOY!

HOB UP!!!!

Wow, You All Suck

yeah, thanks.....
i kinda posted that link for feedback alittle bit, w/e
ya'll just aint gonna help a dude
thats smooth...

anyways, i realized that in all honesty i have not many real friends
lemme list who i see as my friends are:
Part of HOB which includes: Rob Solomon & Darrick Ervin
then:
Caleb Dear
Stennett
Tim Ossman (well technically no because he is family)
Marysia McMillan
and sometimes Devin M. & Marty Watson

aside from that....no
i dont really see anyone else as really much of a friend
i dont wanna name call, so please dont make me.....

i thought so of ya'll were my friends...WERE...
but...naturally, i was wrong.
back to the 1st post, i guess
ya'll some low ass ho*s

not all of ya'll, like India...ya'll ok most times, but not all the time.
but whatever.....
this might make some of you stop reading....but...
i'm sorta concerned....but then again sorta not....
i mean not many people read anyways...
then again.,....it aint for you....so.....
idk....but....

www.dreamsofacid.blogspot.com

HOB UP!!!!

p.s.: www.dreamsofacid.blogspot.com

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Help me....Save Me...

i havent been on this blog often.......
i am working on my side project.....

click here to read it..
please and thank you

HOB UP!!!

Ever seen a young white bum?

This is my next tattoo idea. No lie. On the back of a phoenix, would this fist reside, which would then be on my right shoulder. Yes a shoulder tat. Although they hurt like a motherf.... But all my black friends will be proud. :-D

Man, sleeping is poisonous on this bus. Once you fall asleep, you do it like or 4 times on the bus. For like 20 min each....like I just did. Woke up, kinda horn-dogish each time (ewww). I wish I had someone like that with me, who was a female (yeaaaahh!!!!!), who was white (.......that was a joke)

This big ole gruffy white man ran this nice little old lady's seat. (you notice when I don't say a race, you assume their black.....that's the racist inside you) I felt bad because I could tell her, because I was just waking up for the 4th time. And I was grumpy about it, too.

You know what play still makes me mad? Steve Francis' dunk back when he played for the magic. When he took like 8 steps after he picked up the ball, threw it off the glass, then dunked it. Then the next play, Lindsey hunter wiggles his pivot foot, and they call traveling, and a tech when he argues the call. This also made me realize, I need to step my sports game up. Need to talk more about sports so people are like "yeah, such and such, and then he was bashing the pistons", haha.

I gained a new role model: Rod Benson. He is funny as heck. He is a professional athlete. And he still has time to blog. "Boom Tho".....I don't get it, but hey...dude gets paid, and gets to do what he loves. Can't knock him. Hope he makes into the NBA. I'll buy his jersey.

Xavier: Renegade Angel is losing me. The first episode was hilarious, the 2nd was pretty good. The 3rd? Ugh.....WTF PFFR? All it was about was Xavier flipping himself inside out just to be someone's friend, then reversing to be someone else's. Then his snake hand giving the snake charmer <an oral good time> who turned out to be his cheif-master? Where did all the actual funny stuff go? Like calling his mother nickname of "The Grah-nd Canh-Yeon" and him not knowing by, because the grand canyon is just a "wife gash, open for whoever to to enter and <come> as they please where ever" or like him walking in on 8 guys boning his mom, and her saying they were giving her "The Hemlich Manuver"

Just got to Findlay. Finally. 10:30. These white chicks are following this man in a turban around. There is some profiling right there.

As I said in a previous post, women of a Indian/middle east are attractive to me. Idk why. Maybe its their eyes. I just....wow.....this lady in the truck stop....omg she was so cute. Like idk what to say.

Dude bought a camofloge UofM hate. Omg....."you know if your a redneck, when......"

To India: I do realize I am eating taco bell @ 10 in the morn. But I don't care. 4th meal does not have a real time a lot and if it does.......I don't wanna know it. Better off ignorant than feeling bad later for messing up my eating schedule....haha

These people in Lima & Dayton have some nicer houses. Hmmm. I kinda like the landscape of Dayton. If only they had a track team, then I would def be @ this school.

Its only about to be 12. Still got 2 hours left. Ugh. India and/or sana were supposed to call. Neither did. Poo....

Now that I think about it, Lima scares me. I have only seen 2 people walking outside. Both white, both with hoodies, hoods up, and hats that covered all except their eyes. Hmmm......It also looks like a town that Freddy Kruger would hit up.

I <3 my poopsy. Its funny, she never was really even MY poopsy, and when we saw each other, both times, we were not very nice to each other. Funny now, how I think she is like the coolest ever. And cute to boot. Too bad I got to her too late. Yes, I'm talking about Rachael Kassa, who also happens to be my favorite chaldean. My poopsy! :-) <3

I'm so sleepy. This taco bell messed my stomach up. Oh wee. I can't go to sleep now. Not close enough. AND my phone is below 25% battery power. Oh no! :-(

I'm so sleepy. Its like about 1:12.
Less than an hour. I passed out in half lima, woke up and we were in dayton's stop with this lady asking me to move my legs down so her daughter could lean her seat back into my chest. (I reluctantly agree-ed, seeing as the daughter wouldn't talk to me. She was pleading for her mother to ask, trifling) only one more ride and then I will be with family. My mother and I have patched stuff up so, its ok. She was ok with my TWO tattoos. Let's see how she reacts to my 5/6.

"I aint know if I should ask if I should them with me, all I know is, they wanted to come" (overheard) has to be the worst logic I have ever heard of in my life. Omg wow.....just.....wtf? That is dumb sh*t. I almost actually swore there.

A dude sitting behind me 3 seats sounds like Gucci Mane.....its infuriates me. A lot I hate that wack ass dude.

AH finally I get to see my family! 6 hours later, a bed, and everything!

P&L
HOB UP!!!!!!

P.s: if you read this whole thing,......I will seriously give you a dollar. No lie. Sorry for tygr length. I have.
And he is like right in front of me right now. I was actually pretty nice. I gave 4 dollars. I forgot the golden rule. Give green, they give their time.....willingly, or unwillingly. I'm just waiting for something to happen, and for something to disappear. He doesn't look like a bum. Said he is trying to get to Ann Arbor. Atleast he isn't stupid, he said he needed 7 dollars to a lady, then said he needed 7, after she had not change to us. Earlier, I heard he said he needed 10 to a guy who have him 3. Said he was stuck @ the bus station since yesterday, phone died no money. Got in too late. Sounds ok and fishy, as well. He seems cool. He seems like a wigger, though. He said "Horoscope, Biyatch!" just like that, like he wasn't trying to emphasize. He says he is dating miss Michigan 2006/miss Chicago 2007, which is kinda conflicting, saying she could be the baddest in Michigan, but not the baddest in Chicago. Hmm. He said his name, but it came out of my head. He didn't say it to me anyways. He said it to this dude next to me, named "Jesse" "Jesse" is a black dude, who likes Insane Clown Posse. He has an ICP tattoo. I'm frowning right now. He is also in the army. (frowning harder) and he enjoys it (frowning so hard that my face hurts). Back to this white bum. "Jesse" is letting this dude use his $900 laptop.....after telling him it was $900....albiet he is over his shoulder, "Jesse" looks out of shape. But if he made the army then he must be ok. He DOES talk about smoking super refer. But back to this bum. He claims to be an electrician who makes $61 an hour, but knows nothing about Wi-fi, nor Bluetooth, AND is convinced that both Facebook and Myspace are the exact same thing. I lied (yes I lied) to him. Told him I was just back for a minute from UofA. That's Arizona. There is some truth there. I am applying there, and A(rizona)S(tate)U. But this bum was just saying how fast I look, and all this other stuff, and I have never met him in my life. This "Jesse" kid......he is white @ heart. I can see it. Like I don't mean talking proper white, because that's me right there. I mean, he is WHITE, CACASIAN (or how ever your spell it). Damn man! Anyways, back to this bum. Owns a T-mobile phone, doesn't know customer care's #. I'm sure he is just scamming us. Or he is one of those dudes who goes on TV shows who is like fake but no one knows, and he is just there to see how good people act, or some sh*t. All I know is I'm glad I had to board. He kept calling me "My Brotha"....he was about to get "The Slap-pa" and I mean that. $141 in my pocket until Friday. I am NOT using my card. If you read this, remind me through texts, Facebook (if I'm on), or just call me even. But DON'T let me USE my card. If your my friend, you will do this. If not, you a d*ck sucka, and a trick n*gga/<white person>. AND this dude made fun of my corect talking, "oh your name is <psuedo white voice> Flet-ch-er?" if he didn't look bigger then, I would have "Mike Tyson: Punch Out-ed" hisThis wigger ass. Ya'll already know I don't like them dudes <refer to other posts>

This one white dude must have not EVER travelled publically. They said overhead luggage, and dude put his bad over his head......outside the bus............(frowning).....he looks scared too. If I wasn't so "to my self" on these buses, I'd go talk to him.

This one chick next to me seems irritated as heck. She isn't white, so no I am not profiling only white people today.....if I did.....that would be everyday. (frowns again) she sat down, and thought that sitting next to me, would be quiet. Quite the contrary. Wherever I sit, there is ALWAYS noise, and its never me. Only time I make noise, is when someone needs a cellphone, and I let them use it, because UofD has made me into to some kind of compassion freak. It sucks. And I don't like it.

I WILL own an UNFORGIVABLE shirt and headband. Oh yes. I want the "B*tch you aint no nerd?" but its not censored. So I could only wear it around the house, or out by myself. I might just get the "That's a mistake" (in refrence to siblings) or "Wait for my request" (in reference for sitting down). The headband reads "Unforgivable". I want the black one, but they are sold out of those. So only the white ones are available. And seeing as they (Logan Hodge, the camera man, and Gunnar Fritz Stannasson, the man we all see on the camera of the "unforgivable" series, "The Long Afternoon", "The Visitor", "The Butler", etc. Known as "Ricky".....The black dude who says OC outrageous stuff) my most recent favorite qoute "I love to get girls pregnant who can't support themselves because they are in school, I don't pay child support, I....OWE.....MILLIONS!"

Idk if I can keep this whole blog for the whole bus ride. Damn some people will be busing until 7:40 to Tennesse (Tennesse is in Central time, so that's 8:40). But idk if I could blog consistantly until 2:05. This lady next to me speaks like those mushmouth characters on cartoons. But this dude next her understands her. Eh, w/e. The bus drivers usually are happy to drive, joking. This one is all mad, that he has to drive. N*gga, you mad? Drive the Got-Damned bus, take my $ and STFU.

Have any of you just woken up and said "yes I would not mind <sexual favors> from <name>"? I did that the past 2 days. I can't really say who because you probably know them. And it would be akward. Seeing as how we met. Ugh! :-O.

I am currantly listening to The Carter 3......through someones headset....2 seats behind me. N*ggas these days, I swear. And your ass wonder why you cant hear what people say next to you. Because you put freaking 808 speakers in your mother<freaking> ears.

I just realized, I can blog this whole bus ride, if I just slow it down abit, and don't do it immediately, but by bit. I'm a f-king genious. :-P

I remember when I made that long ass post, about the people mover, and all these people read it. Huh.....I felt so important. :-P tried to do the same for the auto show and I botched it 2x. Maybe people will read this one.....I hope.....if not its ok. I'll be fine. :-O

This dude can't drive. He just pulled over on the shoulder.......for no reason. I will def not be there by 2:05. Ugh.

"And On These Days These Deepend Wounds

Don't Heal So Fast, Can't see Me Croon, Of A Million Lives That Speak No Truth, Of The Time Gone By, That Now Is Through". ~ Von Bondies.

Ugh. My father = pain in the ass. "you leave outta the house with out combing your hair, I'm cutting it off"
1) you b*tch n*gga, if your ass had given me enough time to wake up, and get ready, I would have
2) you won't do sh*t to my hair, unless you wanna go to your next case missing a hand.
Really, I don't like this guy @ all. He acts like he is all high and mighty. DUDE WANTED TO KICK ME OUTTA THE HOUSE AGAIN FOR SOME FLOOZY AGAIN. AGAIN. And didn't wanna tell my ass, just wanted me to hurry out. His ass NEVER wants me in the house. Unless I am @ a track meet.

I just went to this black male (not black mail) group, with Chaste, Jabari, his brother and others. This was actually kinda funny and fun. Had a Lebron-Kobe dispute @ the end.

I'm sorry this is like 10 hours later, but once I saw street fighter 4 in my mail slot, I forgot about everything else.

I'm done now
Leaving for Ohio tomorrow

P&L
HOB UP!!!!!

P.s: frosted flakes really are great.

Only on these days.

That's my bear, chaucer. My other bear, Bear, is @ my grandma's. I will put one up here of him. He is cool. They both are. I <3 them. Got a problem with it? I'll kill you..... *grim face*

It does feel good not have to run today, but it also feels akward. Like a fish out of water. Every Friday almost, I had a meet or something like one that I was prepping for. But not this week, nope. Just piggin out, slightly.

My breath is gonna be killer. Just ate a bag of doritos: cooler rancher, and a bag of sour cream and onion ruffles. Good thing I bought mints. I'm gonna need them.

I'm glad we got outta class early, I didn't wanna stay in that wack room. With all those chicks. Even Dawn. She seems alittle stuck up. Then again, I seem pretty to myself, to people who don't know me. Whatever. That lady in cafe who was in my class, finally recognized who I was, and stopped acting all distant and mean as hell. Good. Because I WAS ABOUT TO JAW THAT B*TCH IN A MIN.....no not really, but ya know.

Yesterday (and partially today) I reconnected with 3 friends. Danae O Florias, Devin F Marsh, and India D Smith. Awwww. I needed to. I can't just go through my own stuff and take it out on people. That's f*cked up. Really. Even if India got that Stank Jungle Bunny Breath. Ugh, HA!

Saw some people from Cranbrook yesterday. I was really about to jaw this girl, no lie, and I don't hit women....unless it in there G-spot. Ugh haha. But she was talking all over "Lupe The Killer"......which is my jam. And it wasn't like I was playing my music out loud. I had my headphones, and B*tch still was yacking away, loudly. Her boys saw that I wa getting annoyed by the dirty looks I was giving her. They tried to tell her, "but she didn't wanna heard them" so.....*wham* I JAWED THAT B*TCH SO CRUCIAL......nah, but it played out in my head, like an Afro Samurai scene, except only with my hands. I f*cked them white dudes (and chick) up. Haha.

Ok, India you can live with out cool ranch.....but can you live with out your cl*t? That's what cool ranch doritos is to society. The little bud to be stroked over and over and over again......for some reason that made me violently ill.

I'm not wearing a bandana today! Yay! And I actually picked out my hair....that's means I'll wear it with my headband today in class.... WHEE!!!! :-D

But class will begin in 40 min. People are showing up, so I gotta talk to them.

P&L
HOB UP!!!!!

P.S:

P.P.S: Your Cl*t, India YOUR CL*T!!!

Outtie 5000Funny. The Friday I DON'T have a meet, I get good news. That news being I received 110 poi ya out of a possible 116 in my aerobics/pilates class. Uh huh. The lady hugged me, too. Wtf? B*tch get off me, I don't wanna get charged with RAP-E.

I got new shoes. They look like Fire.....they cold as heck. They had them in blue and black, but in reverse. Idk if they are hooping shoes, but I know they are low tops. So I prob won't be hooping in those.

Juztize

Man, I hate my dad. I know we are similar. But that don't mean I like that n*gga. And I've had it up to here *points to head* with his ass. All he does is complain about what I don't do. All the time. I guess I don't do anything right to him, then. Maybe I should have gone with my mother, instead.

Southlake was fun. The kids I guess trust me more now, after last week. Shame I'm not gonna see them next week, when the publishing is about to finish. I'll get just getting back from Ohio. One of those girls thinks I like her. I don't. But she is cute, though, won't lie. She started walking in front of me, switching, and bending over so her clevage was exposed. I was like "why are you doing this?" in my head. I just ignored her. The first class actually asked me for help. I felt useful. :-D. They thought I was funny, and they found out I ran track and was asking me all these questions. Some kid challenged me to a race. His school is going to a race I will be @......oh its time, baby.....i'mma get in THAT AZZ!....haha.

I am really sick. My sleep pattern has been knocked off course. I hurt all over. I hope I didn't catch aids....my immune system is sh*t poor now. I might have the flu, again, too. I don't ever feel good anymore. My lower back kills. My groin feels a little better, though, and my shoulder hurts so bad, I can't put this stuff on my back to stop the break outs. I have these mad bumps I gotta get ride of by summer, or else I can't take off my shirt.....ewww. I was told its not as bad as my grandpa's though.....which sickens me even more.

I finally sent away my netflix and gamefly games. Bring on Street Fighter (game fly) and Mission Hill Season2 and Afro Samurai Season 1 (netflix). Looking back on it now, idk why I even asked for Afro Samurai season 1. I watched on TV.....I guess I just need to own it...for a little.

My father's co-worker is wild as heck.....omg. Like wow. "you don't wanna be working with those kids when one of those girls rubs her big ole titties on your shoulder, and she's really 17 or 18, and your like 'damn!!!' And then your waking up the next day, sick and probably in trouble for sleeping with your student, and your thinking 'damn, shouldn't have f*cked that b*tch." I had no rebuttal for that.....at all. Haha.

I'm done. Waiting for grandma.
I'm gonna pass out now

P&L
HOB UP!!!!!

P.s: My name is Fletcher Sharpe....and I'm a micro-fiend. :-)

Hanging with doo-doo brown

Man, I'm out here with D-scrub aka Darrick, aka now known as Doo-Doo Brown. N*gga can't stop pooping. Ugh! Nasty!

We hooped today. Went 6 and 2. He got his superstar meter up, and canned shot after shot. I made mine. Also made some sweet ass passes.

This dude keeps calling me "Mr. Carter" I'm gonna kill him. He means lil Wayne, because I want dreads, and my 6 tattoos.....I'm killing this dude, I swear to Moses.

We're on the people mover...#10. It keeps popping and making other noises. I'm actually kinda scared for my life. :-O

I would bone girl while riding in front of the Detroit river @ night. Its so romantic. Awww. The server/waitress was nice. We left her 9$ tip. yeah, we're big ballers.....although Darrick admitted to having a little meat. Haha!
(me: awww, he hit you in your mini meats?
Darrick: *shakes head yes*)

This guy on the people mover is taking to himself. I don't feel comfortable. He is having a full conversation with 3 other dudes. Handshakes and all. Every hand gesture I can think of. Wow, crazy ish, right there.

Darrick and I are the ONLY 2 people on the People Mover. Its kinda creepy. Like wow.....never thought that would happen this early.

This dude just blocked us in the elevator. He assumed we were going down a floor with him and his girl, his nice tanned girlfriend. I was gonna sock him in his jaw. I was acting straight ignorant. Haha. Not funny. :-(.

My shoulder kills. A lot. I tried to *zap* a ball of this kid while I was falling out of bounds......and I didn't need to.....and my shoulder just snapped when I threw it back.

Ugh, my uncle is in the car. I hate that n*gga. Ugh. Ewww.
Darrick is getting out of the car, and I am running out of things to say

P&L
HOB UP!!!!!

P.s: southlake tomorrow. Yay!

I send poems from time to time...cool.

<I wrote this from my phone, off the dome....its not so great, but....it gets its point across.....will be facebook-ing it later....enjoy, I guess>

------Rest In Peices------
(I've been seeing a lot of RIPs in people's status and in their display names, and that disturbs me....thought about me dying....wondered what people would say.....I thought for something)

"My headstone reads here lies a dude, wrapped in scars and burns/
May he decompose quick and the insides disappear to rotten worms/
For no one will be qouting Rest in peace Fletcher or Santana or any RIP/
Matter of fact, the closest acronym I might get would be S.H.I.T./
Ha, but seriously, most of my impacts have been for the worse/
Not many people would too sad to see that SF Hearse/
Most probably would just take something and immerse/
Themselves into something, or ask for a re-imburse/
Of all the time, tears, money, and fears spent with "Ink7"/
Probably laughing anyways, "That n*gga aint goin to heaven"/
....and you right, I'm probably not, but still not point in case/
I'm sure there will be people out there, my memory they try and erase/
For I know so, they do it today, and I have yet to croak/
Just imagine if I were to swallow down a fork, I'm my throat/
But still, I'm sure there will be the few who will be offended/
Because I spoke about them as if their opinion had been removed, and others amended/
But to you, all I have to say is something short, and quick/
"Where were you when I was alive and well? I needed you when I was needy and sick/"
Yes, I meant that, and it came from my "Uni-bunal"/
For I already know, off hand, I will have the loneliest funeral/"

:-O

:-X

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HOB UP!!!!
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WTFF?

Man, we got our asses handed to us in the championship game. Our best player just turned it off and didn't care until we were down by like 15. We lost 74-59. I went 2/4 with a sweet fade-a-way, and had 3 rebounds, and 9 assists. Yes, 9 assists. I pass very well. I had 2 turnovers, though, one after I shook this kid, and then he stole the ball from behind. Well, I am kinda happy we didn't. The prize was just a small sized T-shirt. I would just cut the sleeves off, and worn it for track. Ugh, oh well. Atleast we made it that far. Their guy got hot too, 4 straight 3's on 4 straight possessions. And a half court shot at the end of the 3rd. And he called glass, too. Damn....ugh.

I am so sick. Ugh. Last night my mouth filled with mucus; it was ass nasty. I thought I was gonna choke. It was gross. I reconnected with a friend yesterday, Marty E. Watson. It was kinda cute. Awww.

My back is out. I took a charge, and got a no call, and my back just slammed on the ground. I was too mad @ the time to say "oww" or anything. But now, omg, it hurts. Going along with my groin, and the sickness, and I look like I was in the hospital. AND I have a random burn on my neck. Wtf? It hurts too. Its not even one of the cool looking scar burns, its just dark skin, like it looks like I didn't wash it.

There are A LOT of chaldeans who work at the market. They are either like the fake black chaldo men, or the fake fixed up chaldo women. Its kinda sad. They are kinda fake as a race. I hate them....all of them except for like 4 people. And one of them is half.

DAMN!!!! This store is like 90% chaldean! Wtf!?!?!? Like the only black people are working the bagging area. Awww, bomb ass! That's low as hell, dude.

Coach muhamed called. Father of Mushin Muhamed, the NFL wide reiceiver. He congradulated me on my race Saturday. :-D. He is coming to my next indoor meet, the 13th of March... D-': I don't want him to watch me run with a messed up back, groin, and sickness. :-(

I bought body wash! Yay! More body wash! Still won't help with my back acne. :-'(. Its not good. I need to get that fixed ASAP. With out my grandma seeing my chest or shoulder.

I got groceries to put up.
Hope my back goes ok.

P&L
HOB UP!!!

P.s: no I did not vote today. So shoot me. N*gga.

"Dyno With The Black Mag"

The weekend was so uneventful. Well, ok, take that back. Sunday was so uneventful. We all know what happened Saturday. Unless you didn't read the before post.....and if you didn't, why are you reading this one? Whatever, thank you anyways. I found 2 big time meets. Out of state, that I might get to go to. In Ohio. One @ Cedarville University. The other at THE Ohio State University. Both are outdoor, so naturally I'm geeked for them. My last indoor meet is March 13th @ MCC. You should come.....if your reading this, anyways. I won't be teary eyed because I only like the 60m indoor. The 200m is too much like the 400m, so I can't run it. Makes me kinda mad, and alittle embarresed by these dudes who rattle off like 21.8s indoor and outdoor.

My father's secratary's (or how ever you spell it) daughter ran in the Olympics. She didn't place in the top 3 but hey, getting there......I'll suck your d*ck....well....not like physically, but you understood that, right? She runs professionally. Going around the world and stuff. That sh*t sounds fun as heck. I want to do that now. Yes. I am going to work harder I promise that. A job where all I gotta do is lift, eat right, and run against other dudes? That's sweet as hell. And I get paid for making the finals? (more for winning) boy howdy! I might ask to talk to her. Not like that, I mean to ask for tips and stuff.

I think I have a thing for middle eastern and mediterrian women. That means (to me): chaldeans, Indians, women of Pakistan, Greeks, (Actual) Italians, and any of that sort. Idk why either. They just.....have this look.....where its like "omg, you FAHYNE as heck" and most times they don't have much of a reaction back, with the exception of a couple, or they have the reaction of one ACS (love you too, dollface) "I never really liked you, you were not cute. You just seemed nice, and ok @ the time" I have many rebuttals to that, but I'll limit it to one. "why you let me shoot off in your mouth, and you swallow some of it, if you aint like me?" and I'm just gonna leave it there. I'm sure there are many plausible reasons for that.

I like blogging from my phone. It let's me add stuff in that I see as I am going. Like how this chick keeps eying me from the lounge area. She needs to quit. She looks like one of them "I love you, but you aint sh*t" women, and I don't need that. Because I won't hit, but I'll cuss a b*tch out. Not that she is one, but I get that vibe that might be the case.

I just embarresed myself. So bad. Its not funny. I actually probably turned red too. I was just in the cafe, about to get a spoon, remember that little fact. I was looking for said spoon. I don't wanna drink my apple sauce in front of people. That doesn't build character, or as Maria (Khan) told me, "it makes people think you don't care about your public image". And I asked the lady behind the register where the spoons were. She told me where, and I thanked her. I did not know there were 3 really cute girls, 2 negro y 1 blanco. The cutest was this black girl about 5'5 lighter skinned, with a cute ass smile. She walked ahead of me to the area where the untensils were. I looked down @ a text I got. *Crash* we collided. In an akward position. Like private areas touching. She was trying to move forward, and me backward. Didn't do any better. Then she was like "what do you want? I'll get it from here" assuming that I was going to the untensil area. But because she collided, and my privates were alittle sore. My breath was a little rushed, and I said in a raspy, soft, hoarse voice "I want a spoon" but it came out sounding like "I wanna spoon" she was like "WHAT!?!?!?" I then said "I mean the eatty thing!" and then I made the most rediculous hand motion for using a spoon. She looked like she wanted to laugh but couldn't. I felt so ashamed, that I quickly took my spoon, and dashed off. Boy.....that discourages me from talking to girls for the rest of today. Ugh.

My mother just notified me that they might be able to get me to and from those meets. Solid. I hope they can. I wanna showcase my stuff to all the schools. :-)

This student instructer doesn't really help many people. She just makes us sign in so she has names to return back. Who said Asians aren't clever? That's pretty sneaky there. She's kinda cute too if you get past the whole broken English thing, and the fact if your a male, and you look her in the face for longer than 2 min, she blushes and looks down.

I actually might totally consider getting "Zweihänder" (German for "Two Handed") across my fingers or knuckles. The only reason I am not, is because of 1) its totally visible, and not suited for business and 2) it a a 10 letter word. "Einhänder" works better but that defeats the purpose of getting it on both knuckles, when Einhänder means "One handed" (get it?) I'd only be able to get "Einhänder" on both arms.....seperatly.....I'd look like a tool with the same word on each forearm/back of bicep. Tools aren't cool.

Class is about to start.
I hate math. End.

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HOB UP!!!

P.s: the pretty lady sat next to me!!! Its high school all over again......except with girls included. HAHA!

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