My Fucking Blog

I stumbled across this blog post over the weekend. Supposedly it’s a post that came from Ghostface Killah. I’m not sure if it really is him or not. It sounds like him so I’m not trippin’. It’s funny as hell though. This time he blogs about Drake. Pretty much sayin’ how soft Drake is. 

Ayo whattup this Pretty Tone aka the Black Buzz Lightyear namsayin. Ayo niggas is killin me son. They killin me with they bullshit ass songs b. Niggas songs should be playin outta ice cream trucks nahmean. Whats goin on with these softy niggas son? Niggas is lost pa. Ayo yalls niggas is jus side dishes namsayin. You aint fuckin wit entree niggas like that nahmean. Yalls some sweet potato niggas actin like you some t-bone steaks namsayin. Get ya proteins up little nigga. Yalls aint worthy of no gravies nahmean. Any one yall niggas come at me on some sideways shit n Imma sautee ya dumpling little nigga. Ayo the gods aint had shit when we was comin up nahmeans. Yall niggas is outta excuses namsayin. Word. Every little nigga wanna be a rapper or a producer n shit now. But yall little niggas jus gotta grab yall laptops n download a bullshit ass program n yalls can be makin beats in a hour n shit nahmean. Yall jus grab one ya bullshit ass niggas to spit they yogurt on that shit n throw that shit on the internet n yalls consider yallselves rap artists n shit. Wit ya bullshit ass myspace page n ya little mixtapes n shit…gettin ya little art niggas to make the covers wit the logos for that little bullshit ass record label yall aint even incorporate or nothin. Niggas callin theyselves CEOs of they little labels on some bullshit. N jus like that in 12 hours niggas is goin from playin Yoshi to runnin labels n makin mixtapes. Fuckouttahere son. Ayo summa yalls aint got no business floodin the market wit ya little garbage ass music g. Matter fact a lotta yall be gettin signed off that shit n gettin thrown on magazine covers a month later n shit. Ayo but jus so we clear a nigga aint bitter son. Yall niggas is jus garbage tho nahmean. Straight up n down son. But at least these little niggas aint beggin muthafuckas that still be in they prime to step down n make room for the next generation tho.

Niggas in like ’03 n ’04 n shit was straight beggin niggas to step down n shit. Niggas was mad at Jay n shit cos the nigga wasnt makin it easy for they asses to squeeze in the door n shit. Thats like a nigga in a Toyota pullin up to a light n the nigga nex to him got a Benz or some shit. How that nigga in the Toyota gon be like “ayo u need to get ya shit off the road cos eytime they see you out here bitches aint noticin how clean this Corolla is nigga” nahmean? Niggas was on some pathetic shit son. Niggas couldnt move no mountains so they had to go around those niggas. N half those niggas jus disappeared off the face of the earth n shit. But at least summa these new little niggas is respectful n shit. They tryin to work wit the legendary niggas stead a tryin to push niggas into the oceans n shit nahmean. But yo a nigga need to get back on topic cos I was supposed to address this Aubrey shit nahmean. Ayo Imma admit that I aint really a fan of the niggas music like that g. Imma keep it real 100 wit yalls. The niggas whole demeanor is jello puddin snacks to me nahmean. Sons got cotton candy for muscle tissue b. The nigga must be goin to sleep wit a cream soda i.v. drip attached to his veins n shit cos he sweeter than pancakes g. Son could be headlinin that Lilith Fair shit this year. Who knows namsayin. The niggas whole vibe is ambisexual. Who the fuck knows wit this nigga son. But yo I aint get offended by the nigga like that til he started talkin bout movin into the front seat nahmean. Aubrey gon always be a backseat nigga son. He aint worthy of no sunroofs n shit. He a passenger son. The nigga dont got no mirrors or nothin. He in the presence of heated seats niggas namsayin. Word. He need to stay in his own seat nahmean. Side airbags ass nigga. Niggas like Aubrey be gettin they sisters to sew they Gordon Gartrells namsayin. They be havin the shirts wit the one long sleeve n the pockets outta place….tryin to blend in wit real niggas son. Get ya pockets in the right place little nigga. You lookin at a nigga wit divine wardrobes right now namsayin. You talkin to niggas thats tailored nahmean. You a sweatshop nigga. You was sewn by 4 year old chinese hands g. Jus fall back little nigga. But yo I aint hate this nigga Aubrey or nothin nahmean. It aint like I need that nigga to get smashed with a boulder or no shit like that. But he need to stay in his lane. The nigga tryin to get mean on that All Of The Lights remix n shit. Word bond I cant even take the nigga seriously g. Cmon son. Ambisexuous ass nigga. Go back to throwin cucumber slices at niggas eyes g. How you gon make all that marshmallow shit for a year then turn around n get mad n expect niggas not to laugh g? Dont be sweatin lotion on my floors Aubrey. N you played yaself wit that Nate Dogg tweet you apple dumpling ass nigga.
Aight peace.

I haven’t written in this motherfucker for a long time. I suppose nothing’s new with me. I mean really, nothing new at all. 

I rarely write in this thing. Nothing’s been happening in my life really. Life just seems uneventful as of now.

-I don’t like Glenn Beck. He’s a bitch.

-I don’t like Sarah Palin. She’s a bitch.

-Bill Clinton should go for a 3rd term.

-Homosexuality should be more widely accepted now.

I was waiting for my mom to get out of work this afternoon. I was on espn.com to check in on some new NFL news. (I’m on a fantasy football league so I check NFL news just about once every 5 minutes.) There was a story that caught my eye, but it didn’t interest me that much because it was about Floyd Mayweather. I’m tired of reading about this motherfucker. I tried to watch his little video he posted last week but after a minute I couldn’t stand it because he sounded like a retard.

The writer has been of personal interest to me because usually he writes good articles. His name is LZ Granderson. This particular article got me curious to read because 1) I was bored 2) figure it would be a nice way to pass the time 3) wanted to see if I could read it fast enough before my mom came. As I was reading he brought up what Mayweather said and how sorry he was. He wrote how if Mayweather was comfortable enough to talk all this shit about Manny Pacquiao in front of a camera, he certainly was more than comfortable to say all of that when there are no cameras around filming him. Think of Dr. Laura Schlessinger and how natural it seemed for her to say ”nigger” a lot. As someone who openly uses the N word (without the -er of course) she uses that word quite often. So only imagine how much worse can Mayweather get if it’s just him and his crew of ‘YES’ men. I talk mad shit so I know how bad someone can go off if they aren’t being heard by the open public.

The next part of the story really disturbed me and opened my eyes. LZ went off to say how when any prominent black man gets bashed in public there is national backlash of Rev. Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, and the NAACP get on it and protest. They pretty much bully the other party who went racial on the black guy that they said something about. Like how Dan Gilbert, owner of the Cavs, went off on LeBron James for leaving the way he did and Jesse Jackson was all over him like a bee on honey. But when one of their own goes on a racial and uneducated rant, where were they to shut him up? Is it possible they didn’t do anything because he is black? Are they themselves racist in a way? It’s called the NAACP isn’t it? The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, right? Filipino’s are colored, where were you guys when we need you guys? One of your own nigguhs is hurt and you all jump in to save them. When one of you guys attack someone else who isn’t black, you guys just step back and watch? Is that what God would do? I mean, Sharpton and Jackson are reverends right? The fuck where ya’ll nigguhs at?

This aspect of reality pisses me off: Being Filipino in this country is a problem when we aren’t being shown the proper respect we deserve. It’s not like we’re last place citizens, but we aren’t exactly treated as 1st class citizens either.

I have a lot of other things to say but I can’t completely organize my thoughts right now. All I gotta say is Filipino’s are fighters. We are survivors.

Sometimes I wonder “why me?” I think I’ve been a good person in my life. Every single fuckin day I’m reminded of what I’ve been through. I think about the future quality of life I’m going to lead. Will it be normal? Will I accomplish what I want to do? I don’t know what to do.

I’ve changed these past two years. I see life differently. Everything we do in life has its consequences. One thing will lead to another to another. I find myself not scared of death anymore. It’s a part of life. It’s going to happen eventually, why fight it? I’m not suicidal or anything, but its a fact that all of us have to face sooner or later. I’m just done waiting for it and just embrace life. I’ve been through hell and back. I don’t give a fuck anymore. If God wants me then he can take me. He doesn’t yet, so its coo. When he does want me then he knows what’s good.

I appreciate things that I normally would shrug off before. When I got my Blackberry I was so happy. I never put it down. I’m using it right now as I type this shit. My bb has gotton me through times when I really needed it. Reading this you might think I’m just showing off. I’m not. Because of my bb I’m able to contact and keep in touch with all the people in my life in an instant. I’m able to read what’s happening around the world. I’m able to use different apps to pass the time when I’m feeling down. (which is kind of a lot now a days) I’m able to look at my twitter and facebook account to read my friend’s are doing or thinking, which always makes me smile because I like it when they’re happy. When I say my bb is my world it literally is. Everything I am is in this phone. The small things makes me smile, too. I remember when I first got out of the hospital, I laid down and watched ALL of last season of entourage. I felt at ease. The next day I took a shower. A real shower. I stayed in that motherfucker for 30 minutes. It felt so good having all that water hit me. I even fainted because it was so overwhelming to me. Really. Ask Irvin. He might remember.

Whenever I’m out with friends I always feel warm inside. There was a time when I thought I wouldnt see any of them anymore. I love all of you from the bottom of my heart. I really do. I owe you my life. I’m always gonna say that because it’s true. On my darkest days I always think about the fact that I get to see you guys. I live to see you all. Real Talk. You know who you all are. Yeah, smile, you know it’s you.

I haven’t written anything here in a long time. Nothing’s really been happening with me so far. Just driving a whole lot more.

I’m growing a badass mothafuckin’ beard!

I miss football.

LeBron James is the monster we all wish were on our team. That’s the main reason why theres so much hate for him.

Rampage Jackson is going to whoop on Rashad Evans.

Blueberries aren’t as good as I remembered they were.

Summer is coming. Shorts and Highs! yay!

One girl I’m following is celebrating her one year anniversary on being on twitter…FHL

Idea of a Lifetime

So lately I’ve been playing alot of video games. Still have no car and still just all around lazy. I’m looking at the Wii we never play with anymore. Then I look at my ubertwitter and see this model’s picture that she posted. An idea popped into my head: make a video game where you can have virtual sex. I know what you’re thinking, I’m a pervert and that’s sick. But think about it, do you really want some dude who doesn’t know what he’s doing as opposed to someone who does know and does you right? How you ask? Well you earn points by how good you satisfy the girl your doing it to. Points for how good you do it, stamina, and if you make her orgasm, etc… You can also do other positions in the game. Such as cowgirl, doggy, missionary, etc… But heres the kicker: you gotta wine and dine her. Pretty much take her on a date. Hey, you gotta work to bust that nut! In order to have this game you need to have the right tools. Let’s just say a strap like contraption with the wii controller hooked to it.

LOL

Like that shit? Yeah I bet you do!

GET FAMILIAR!

I hate dramatic bitches. Always crying and bitching about something. Whenever she tweets something it really just lights more fuel to the fire. You act like your life is all that dramatic but it really isn’t. You just choose to look at the bad aspects instead of the not so bad ones. You always seem emo about something.

You need to be greatful about the stuff you do have realize that you still have and enjoy. People out there have cancer. People out there have no families. People out there are on the verge of not being alive next week or even the next couple of hours.

I am glad you aren’t a fixture in my life. Someone as negative as you will surely just bring me down. You wonder why your life seems all fucked up, but really though, take a real good look at yourself. All that bullshit you go through is just a reflection of yourself. Always complaining and never loving.

I Should Be A GM On Some Team

Just last week I joined a fantasy basketball team on Yahoo! I really don’t have much to do most of the day so I just decided to do this. Everyday I read a lot of sports articles on alot of different sports, this seemed like a natural progression. I might as well have another purpose and track players down. Fantasy Basketball: It’s FANtastic!!

1st round pick: Dwayne Wade! FUCK YEAH!
2nd round pick: Tim Duncan! SOLID NUMBERS!
3rd round pick: Ray Allen! JESUS! JESUS! JESUS!
4th round pick: Rashard Lewis. He’s a good shooter so I’ll fuck with him.
5th round pick: David West. He’s a beast of a player. Puts up good numbers for a 5th rounder (dont get why he went down this low but oh well!)
6th round pick: Jameer Nelson. I know he’s hurt but he won’t be down forever. When he’s back he’ll be back stronger. Besides I got D Wade as my starter so I think I’m good.

I also got O.J. Mayo, too. I forgot what round I got him in but I really like this guy. He’s a good young player.

So far I’m number one. I REALLY wanted Paul Pierce and Josh Smith on my roster, but the ones I got are doing well. To this date I’m #1 on the standings of the league. I got a lot of good players on my team. If they were to ever assemble this squad that would be fucking amazing! Championships for fucking sure!