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SONGOFTHEMOMENT; method man ft. lauryn hill - things they say

man oh man another saturday :) i'm so glad i didn't have to work today, cause i was running out of excuses to skip out on saturdays haha. i woke up this morning 'round 7 to a facebook mobile - ya diiig haha. so i thought why not make use of my weekend and popped in one of my dvd's that i copped yesterday. first off (lance stands up to start a slow dramatic clap that soon turns into a thunderous applause) "the outsiders" is the shit, it's kinda like a preteen version of "four brothers". the cast itself was fuckin gnarly, you had: the coach from mighty ducks, the white cop that sexually harrassed and saved her black ass in crash, oprah couch-stomper, the dirty dirty dancer, and the mother fucking karate kid! (plus two other guys that i can't think of a "funny"). these dudes were badass w/ the whole jean jackets and hair that looks like they scooped the grease from my left over dong pong lechon.

as i was in the middle of the movie, i hear my doorbell go off. my blinds are wide open, i'm sittin in the field of vision of anyone that walks by my house or is @ the doorstep...in my underwear. i don't know why i stood up, looked right at the mormons - they look straight back at me and sat back down. i was like, "this is MY house (not really), i don't gotta answer shit". so maybe 2 minutes go by, and then i hear knockin on the window AND THESE DUDES ARE LOOKING AT ME (the kinda look where their nose is molesting the glass w/ their hands on both side of their faces to "get a closer look") SITTING ON MY COUCH! so i did what any other tough millwoods thug would do. i paused my movie and went to my room for like 10 minutes waiting for them to leave, duh.



so i copped that movie w/ the beverly hills cop trilogy ( 2 for $30 holla!) and knocked up. straight up you can quote this shit, i liked knocked up more than superbad. don't get me wrong, superbad was hella funny but i wanted to "SUPERSOAK THAT HOOOE!" katherine heigl.

r-e-a-d--a--b-o-OKAAAY

SONGOFTHMOMENT; jay z ft. foxy brown & babyface - sunshine (remix)

so i'm taking a break from reading and decided to hit the computer. shit, it feels like i'm in school all over again. difference, i'm reading on my own will. i had a deja vu while i was reading though, you know when you're studyin into those wee hours of the night and you don't know until you look in the mirror, that your eyes are in the same squint as when your drivin w/ the sun in your eyes. speaking of school, i think i need to head back sooner or later, feels like i'm back in elementary, where i seperate all my ideas into a paragraph bonded by the glue of commas.

so to compensate for the lose of time that i'm not in school, i feel i should back track and re-read all those novels that i neglected and reduced myself to sparknotes.com. ie. the alchemist, life of pi etc.


thursday = payday >> payday = deposit for australia >> australia + mexico = i must be from harlem, cause i'm a globetrotter >> (australia + mexico) + current debt = working more overtime >> fuck

happy thr33 months

SONGOFTHEMOMENT; dj khaled ft. rick ross & flo rida - birthday
(8)i don't want no cake on my berday, i want my cake erday erday BiiiTCH(8)

i'm layin in bed & i can honestly say i've seen that music video for highschool music 2 where their gettin hella hyphy that it's summer n shit, maybe just a lil shy over 15582 times just in this morning. but it's not the same, i thought that vanessa hudgens was oh so fine until the dreaded night i received the link to her "saucy" photos. she looked like any other broke & bougie TC hoodrat - damn.

haha so yesterday was kinda funny. me stu and marv went to the travel agency to pay off the rest of our fees & shit, then i get a txt from P that she and her ma was stranded - so she gets this idea thinkin that me and marv can boost a car, bitch please. but if that gets girls - call me a fuckin grease monkey, HOLLA!

so congrats baby, we pushed through it - we fly together in any weather. happy three months hair :) oh yea, happy birthday to me.

...... so if u guys were beside me you'd know that this post is takin me well over an hour to write, i just came back from takin a beer shit & i noticed that i have a scar from yesterday on my neck, maybe it could pass for a hickie? badass? no? ok :( ANYWAYS i just walked into the kitchen to be overwhelmed w/ snuggles from my hippie parents as my mom was cookin pancit she said, and i quote, " i'm makin this for you, long noodles - long life (mom does a lil shuffle dance/laugh)"

everything seems so CLEAR...on EVERLCEAR

SONGOFTHEMOMENT; chris singing britney spears - gimmi more

so it's a little past 2am, and im' sitting here drunk off of everclear watchin hannah montana. me and team kdub just came back from ....i THINK ivory club, but i know for sure we were @ dennys.

my eyes are tighter than my ass cheeks when it comes to money, i feel like i'm part of a chinese pop group. sooo me and team kdub (f-man, marky mark, mr. continnentntnal) and kaycee&angelie, kareoked our heart out for the mos tportion of the night. hella fun? hella yes :) . then yea we're drunk, i'm drunk . i'm full off of lumberjackc from dennys :)

well i'm off to bed nine, goodnight dairy.

love,
lumberjackLANCE]]

sorry if my shit is notyped good :) OH YEA, team kdub is now TEAM MEXICO, november7th BITCH

kiss the cook

SONGOFTHEMOMENT; the dream ft. fabolous - shawty is a 10

whaat it is, what it iiiis! can u smell that too diary? sniiff sniff, oh - it's the mother fucking weekeend :) finally i can rest my fragile-butterfly body haha.

i can't really say much has happen w/in the last week. i'm just gettin my baker on, tryin to make that croissant & stack that shit like croutons. and hopefully turn that bread into taco shells, because f-man has been stirring up some shit && if all goes well, in november i'll be hearing, "AY PAPI!" haha.

let this post be the appetizer to your sexually charged eyes my diary, there will be more - oh there will be more.

love,
mr. 7am-330pm

nintendo "d.s" aka DA SHIIIIT :)

SONGOFTHEMOMENT; trey songz - can't help but wait

whaaaat it iiis! sup love, i'm back from the depths of the emo tunnel - slowly my music transitions are coming back to the norm. delilah is cranking that soulja boy prior to the thrills getting hyphy, haha.

so yesterday was pretty interesting - i got in touch w/ my inner gaming-asian. i kicked/pushed my way to teets crib to game out for a couple hours w/ mr. continental on the ps3 and ds - shits hella fun, but straight up playin that shit hurts my eyes like mad nuts. maybe it was caused by the factors of teets environment. don't get me wrong, i'm all about conserving energy, but brraa - i had to use the illuminating light from the ds to guide my piss into the toliet (haha jjoooke).

later on that night me, wahlberg, & fman hit up the ivory club just for the fuck of it. & u know what, that place is hella fun. i felt like tarzan in the jungle, i was 1 out of the 2 coloured ppl up in that bitch and i surrounded by cougars - yeeee diig haha. but nah honestly the place is all good to have a fun time.

RANDOMPHOTO;

back when i was 16 gettin' my first tattoo, bastos! whatta gangsta haha :)

443 days

SONGOFTHEMOMENT; john legend - ordinary people

i know usually when i try to make you listen to my choice of songs - you dont' see farther than the beat, but just listen to the lyrics.

youtube'd

just a hella good video that i've been playin over&over lately :) but why oh why, for filipinos - if u can sing ur either hella ugly and/or gay :(