Thursday, November 12, 2009

Hey Mama - Kanye West

Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes
Cuz a nigga cheatin, telling you lies, then I started to cry
As we knelt on the kitchen floor
I said mommy Imma love you till you don't hurt no more
And when I'm older, you aint gotta work no more
And Imma get you that mansion that we couldn't afford



it's a good song

Monday, November 2, 2009

Shit happens.

Once upon on time there was a shy boy. He likes to keep his emotions and problems to himself because being outspoken just wasn't his thing. However, just because he doesn't express his emotions, it doesn't mean he's emotionless. In fact, he's actually really sympathetic. He spends a big chunk of his time listening to the problems of all his friends. He spends late nights trying to comfort people that doesn't even know the smallest thing about him.

As time goes on, the shy boy was known as the "nice boy". We all know who that is, we all have a friend that's like that. The funny thing about nice boys is that they are TOO nice. They don't mind wasting their time on people that only know their first and maybe last name. These kind of boys tend to get overlooked so it was inevitable for this shy boy to be invisible.

One day the shy boy met a shy girl. Similar to him, she didn't like to express her feelings either. She kept quiet and nobody knew what she was thinking. Because of that, the shy boy never really talked to the shy girl because neither one was making the first move.

So shy boy decided to make a change. He's going to to be more outgoing. He's going to be more expressive. He's going to stop being invisible and make the world notice him. He wanted the shy girl to notice him.

Over the course of the next few weeks, the shy boy started to do things he's never done before. He started dressing in clothes he never thought of wearing. He started speaking in a completely different language. With this, he felt like he's confident enough to approach the shy girl.

And so he approached her. He approached her to only find out that she's not into the type of boy that does the things he did those last few weeks. She wasn't into the boys that dress the way he did. She wasn't into the boys who say the things he said.


Murphy's Law : "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong."


Shit happens.