Today...valentine's day....yeah...no good....2 interviews..2 jobs...2 pizzas...an order of buffalo wings....2 moms...2 dads....3 kids...1 house..no married couples...you try and figure it out....thats how my day went...

if we dont get out of scool, still have work, and the postoffice is still open....its not a fuckin holiday...hallmark you made out with this one my friend.....and to all those that read this....

fellas...you dont need a designated day to tell your gf you love her...just dont use the words and you're fine...

chickas....dont expect anything...this way you cant get mad if nothing comes your way...

words from the valentines day grinch....over and out yo...

You people are running off at the mouth
Tryin to make me take myself off safety
Tryin to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built
buildin up some mistaken information
and I cant take this
lemme spell it out plain for you
angry groups complain about the things we do
im not changing direction, I'm stepping my game up
Maintainin my name, the same way I came up
You're gonna see that I'm not playin
start asking the names that I'm not sayin
but im tryin not to mention the names of people who wanna sight and attention
You like the hype but pretendin you're part of the picture wont pass
You're like a high school dropout, no class
You can say what you want about me
keep talkin while i'm walkin away bitch

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's made up anyway
I'm taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that I'm gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it's not gonna work today

Why does it always have to be
Somebody's always watching me
All I really need is some room to breathe
Is anybody out there listening?
Cuz I cant stand to keep this in
All I really want, I'll say it again

HIGH ROAD- FORT MINOR feat. JOHN LEGEND

i have a feelin its goin to be a long year..you want to trash me do it to my face cause im about to run a line on your ass that you aint goin to handle...think what you want to think about me cause what you see is whats goin to be comin to yah...

This past weekend was one of the sweetest weekends.  Snowboardin with my buddies, drinkin beers, and chillin out..what more could you have asked.  I get home and put my gear in my car and head out to make a quick drop off before I go home.  I get back to my car and the doors are open my trunk is empty and all my snowboarding and basketball gear is gone.  So I write this out of anger for fuckin up my weekend and taking the gear that I just bought.

Dear Bastards of Manhattan Beach,

I write this to those bastards that jacked my shiet from my car.  First off, you fucked with the wrong person.  Second, if I catch you rockin my kicks or ridin my gear down a new set of powder, I'm goin to not only kill you but flppin make you suffer first.  Third, I know what your ride looks like and what one of you assholes look like...So i leave you with this you fuckin bastards. I know what you took is all material shiet but you STOLE from ME and thats the worst fuckin thing you could have done.

Sincerely,

YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE

yesterday was a bad day for me:

 My uncle passed away from liver failure.  It was so quick and the surgery didn't go well....I prayed for the first time a good prayer in like 10 years and it failed...he's now in heaven hopefully watchin over the family....

RIP Uncle Jim...

sad day people....