Meet Life, the Bitch.....and DEATH, her husband.

Please excuse my absence,

but my life is pretty shitty.

Just jokes, but seriously, I've been going through A LOT (but when am I not?).

On August 31, 2007 Jesus got another angel.

It's seldom that you find a person so selfless that you would selfishly want to keep them on Earth, sick and in pain, solely for the person they are and the influence they have on your life. My Aunt Adrienne was one of those people, and despite all the family drama that surrounded her unexpected death, her legacy and her memory have left an indelible mark on my life and others whose lives and hearts she touched.

And that's where I will leave that.

On another note:

Why is it that so many young black men (particularly the men that I date) believe that life in the streets is the only life for them? Why is it that these men (many of whom grew up in the suburbs, lived with BOTH of their parents who both have decent, well-paying jobs) glorify life in the "fast lane"? Why is it that men who are FULLY COMPETENT and CABABLE of getting a REAL job with benefits and whatnot, resort to a life of fast money and violence?

My answer?

HIP-HOP

This mess that the music has evolved regressed into. Homo thugs like 50 Cent (okay- don't bite my head off- I don't know for a fact that he's gay, but I wouldn't be surprised. Yeah I said it.) and Cameron's little entourage......DripSit, WetSet, whatever.

That subject, inpired by Snowman - the man in my life, will have to wait for another post. Cuz I just don't feel like dealing with it.

I don't wanna preach. So I'll leave it alone.

So - I know that I haven't done a formal introduction of myself, but I'd be such a biter if i did that now, plus I just don't feel like it. Nothing like reminding myself of how much I perpetually fuck up to get my day started :) Yeah.....that can wait....

But like I was saying, now that I'm not in school (I'm taking a year off - it's a LONG story) I kinda feel like a loser. I mean I know that I'm going back. I know that I'm going to finish. But all my friends are in school and dealing with school things like buying books and unexpected exams and homework - all things I don't miss, but now that I can't relate, I feel like......well like the people in high school i made fun of because I knew it would take them until they were 22 to graduate.

Life has a fucked up way of teaching you things.

....and then you die.