Possible Song Lyrics

So... as a writer and an okay singer,

I've been thinking about writing songs this whole year.

I'm not sure if I'd write for myself

or write songs and give them to other singers I know.

But in any case,

I'd like to run a few random lines by you guys

that I've been saving up all year.

Some lines I've grouped in my mind as belonging to the same song,

others are just floaters.

Very beginning level right now.

Anyway,

without further adieu, here you go.

We have to stop doing this. And by we, I mean something very subjective, something vague.

Miscommunication is never fun... unless someone gets hurts.

People who think they're insightful are assholes. So I guess I'm an asshole.

They shouldn't know how we creep, see their every move; because then they'll study our doings, and we don't need that.

When u ignore someone, sooner or later they start to ignore you.

Give me a sandwich, and I, sir, will be one satisfied woken up drunk person.

I'm just sayin though, like yo... why are we even here right now?

You wanna say no, but you wanna say yes. So instead you say nothing at all.

When I start thinking, it's about you. Wishing that you knew, but you ain't got a clue.

I’m a liar. I have all the answers.

I choke on words I'm not sure I want to say.

And then we play music, cause we don't know how to say it. Let's leave it to the professionals

I stay up til 4am not to work. No. I stay up to think, because otherwise I'd just go crazy.

We have daylight conversations in the dark and midnight talks during sunny afternoons.

I would be nowhere without my friends, and my friends get me nowhere.

My friend told me to get my life together. My life is together... it just has a lot of cracks in it.

Been single so long, I'm desperate to try something new. We're after the same goal, so I'll just partner with you.

As you see, they all need some work.

Some are awkwardly worded and don't flow.

Hopefully I can get started on one next week when I have more time

[on top of the other projects I have lined up.]

Let me know what you think.

I'm also open to suggestions and collaborations.

Word.

PS

In case you couldn't tell,

I'm leaning more towards alternative/folk music.

R&B songwriting is kinda all the same to me,

the usual "in the club" "girl I want you" "why you cheating" "let's get down" music.

I feel like it's constricting.

I might switch it up though.

It's yet to be decided.

Paper Bag Lunch

At my elementary school,

most kids who brought their own lunch got made fun of.

1) My private school served hot and cold lunches every day.

2) Bringing your own lunch was a sign of extreme poverty amongst poverty.

3) The lunches stained the brown paper bag and was usually a soggy PBJ or dry Ham sandwich.

I was one of those kids that bought their own lunch...

but I was not mad fun of.

Why you ask?

Cause I had the official red Sesame Street plastic lunch box,

later to become a blue nylon bag.

I had a thermos too, with leftovers from the night before

or Chef Boyardee or a Hot Pocket.

Kids used to be jealous as all hell when I whipped out

my stainless steel thermos.

I would have 2 juice boxes,

an apple and some sugary snack.

....yeah, I was spoiled as shit. :-)

Bringing my own lunch stopped in high school,

when I felt like I got to old for it.

Besides, my high school had a reasonable selection of food.

I could get a chicken salad, mozzarella sticks, a snack and a snapple for like $5.50.

Ah.... those were the days.

Now in college,

it's like $10 for a cheeseburger and a drink.

Same thing for if you go off campus to eat.

Unless you going to a dollar menu,

you ain't spending less than $6, and that doesn't include a drink.

Now, I'm the kind of guy that as long as his balance

says $100 or more, I could careless about spending money.

But as soon as my checking account says $99.99,

I start to freak the fuck out.

Over the summer at work,

I've eaten out at least 4-5 out of 7 days a week.

That's no bueno for my wallet,

not to mention my waistline.

So... I'm deciding to eat in more.

Instead of goin to the cafe,

go back home and make food.

Try to go food shopping at least every other week

to keep your shelves stocked... like a stock boy.

If you work, bring your lunch with you.

I know my mom does it.

Ain't no shame in her saving game.

Please believe that.

Hopefully I'll continue this past my next paycheck

and into the coming school year.

Cause being broke off lunch is not cute.

Word.

How to: Enjoy the Job You Have

I'm writing this as I get paid overtime.
I haven't had a day off since the day after my birthday.
I've been working long hours.
I haven't been able to see my other friends in days.
And yet... I couldn't be happier.

We all have our dream jobs/career.
We also have the jobs we must hold before we get there.
So it is important we find the silver lining.

For me, it's my coworkers.
They are... hilarious.
We're kinda all weird in a different way,
but we come together to help each other get through the day.
Honestly, without them I would go insane.

Now... if you don't have relatable coworkers or work alone,
hopefully you enjoy the work you're doing.
That's kind of the point of a dream job.

If you have neither,
I suppose money is the motive.
It's not the best motive,
but if it's helping you stack bills to the ceiling,
then by all means, get that CREAM.

If you don't have great coworkers,
a job you enjoy,
or a reasonable salary...
you best start searching for a new line of work.
Cause you're liable to lose your damn mind soon.
Word.

TLDNR

"Too long; did not read"

is becoming a threat to our society.

I should know; I'm a victim.

As a blogger,

I'm an avid browser of other blogs.

I love to see what other people are writing.

But if a post is too long or has few breaks,

I'll say to myself "....yeah, I'll come back to this later."

I open up a new tab and continue to stumble about the web.

After about half an hour,

I'll be honest with myself and just close the tab.

Lately, I've noticed it's spilling over into real life.

I'm a writer. I should be reading more.

I kinda like to read.

But books... are so long. haha

I read (basically) all my books in high school.

College? ..."Can I sparknote this?"

or "I'm sure there ain't no quiz tomorrow."

As part of this "instant" generation,

we're used to getting what we want right away.

When we have to put forth effort to receive information,

we spend our time on finding a short route

instead of taking the long road ahead of us.

It's something I've been attempting to overcome for a while now.

I've contemplated making my own post longer...

but I know for sure I'd lose readers. haha

Besides, I don't always have time for it.

But yeah...

in short, stop skipping long readings.

You never know what you might get out of it.

Word.

Bubble Bath

That right, I said it.

For the first time in at least 3 years,

I took my first bubble bath.

And it was wonderful.

I went to CVS right after work to buy the bubble bath.

I'd been fiending for bubbles in my bath for a while now,

but after my day today, I really needed it.

The guy who rung me up looked at me funny,

I almost said I was buying it for my girlfriend...

but I didn't care.

I'm a grown ass man.

If I wanna buy bubble bath, than shit... I'm gonna.

Once I got back home and showered,

I begun running the water for my bath.

Than I added the bubble powder.

At first it didn't take, and I got tight.

So I add more... and then it took.

It was almost a bubble overflow.

I was overwhelmed.

I'll pause the scene know

to tell you I enjoyed a strong mixed drink during my bath

...because I'm 21 now. haha

But no. In all honesty,

I really enjoyed that bath.

I had music blasting.

I had a drink on tap.

I had my mind on relax.

It was wonderful.

A quick aside.

There's nothing like a bath

to make you notice your body.

Nothing but water and buoyancy.

You either love it or hate it.

Hopefully you love it.

But yeah... haha

I highly recommend it,

especially if you had a hard day at work.

Nothing like coming home

and taking a nice long bath

to rethink your day

and calm yourself.

Trust me.

I intended to only take a 30 minute bath.

It turned into 90 minutes.

I'm surprised I'm not pruney. haha

Word.

The 21st

So, this past Monday was my 21st birthday.

Now, I know what you're thinking.

"Ooohh. That's why he hasn't posted these last two days."

No. I was busy all day Monday,

and I just didn't feel like it on Tuesday.

Honestly... I kinda took it easy.

...ok. Maybe not easy.

But I definitely noticed how I was pacing myself.

Do you know how hard it is to pace yourself

when everyone around you is willing to buy you a drink/shot?

Yeah, I know. I surprised myself too.

I can still remember most everything...

up until bout 3am, but that's understandable. haha

But yeah...

in all honesty,

I feel a bit more mature,

which is surprising. haha

It's like, I know my limits.

I know what I have to do.

I see that's it time to grind.

Now, does this necessarily mean I have to grow up?

No, not at all. I'mma still be young at heart like a cliche.

But I'll couple that with a strong drive.

I think that's the best way to stay forever young,

which is something I've been tryna figure out for the past 2 weeks.

But yeah.

I'm 21 now.

And while I know it, I still forget.

It'll take some getting used to,

but so did anytime I turned a new age.

It's all about adjustment.

Word.

This is the Barbershop!

Yes. After 8 long months of afro,
I finally got the opportunity to have my wool chopped off.
Unfortunately, it was not sold.
The market for black sheep wool is surprising low.

Anyway....
While I was sitting in the chair,
I listened to the barbers and waiting customers.
They were funnier than a Barbershop movie.
[I know ya'll are just loving these wack jokes.]

I kind of categorized them as well,
because I feel as if most (black) barbershops have these characters.

The owner - No matter his age, most everyone loves and respects this guy. His personality is not a certain mold, but one thing he has in coming with other barbershop owner is his love for the neighborhood.

The old dude - If everyone else is busy, he's usually the one kicking it in his chair. He'll say shit like, "That boy/girl ain't have no reason to be up over there no how." He'll join any conversation if he's bored. He means well.

The wise crack - He's usually the one making all the bad jokes. He's also the guy everyone wishes would shut up.

The fat guy - For some reason, this guy thinks he's the shit. Like he can get any woman he wants. The dude is rude as shit too. But hey, he usually has finger on the pulse of old school or current hip-hop and is funnier than the wise crack.

The soul brother - If he's kinda dark skinned, he sports a mini, well-kept fro. If he's light skinned, he'll have a fade. He's usually the philosophical one. Most likely the old dude and owner's favorite because he agrees with them the most.


Now, some of ya'll may not agree with this character breakdown.
And that's legit.
Because I don't frequent barbershops like that.
As my best friend likes to joke,
my mom gave me bowl cuts until I left for college.
I don't care she usually hooked me up.
The main reason she started cutting my hair though
was because that alcohol they spray on you after a haircut
usually irritated my skin and made it break out.

But one thing is for sure:
a barbershop is definitely essential to the community.
Kids grow up in barbershops.
It's were forums about world and community event are held.
Drug fronts are behind them. [I'm joking... I think.]

Anytime I walk in a barbershop,
everyone's usually friendly to me.
I'm a shy guy [when I first meet people],
so I might not reciprocate the love like I'd like.
I want to belong to one of these communities,
call one of them a home in a sense.
I just haven't found one yet.
Besides, I only get my hair cut evert 3-4 months anyway.

In any case,
my love for barbershops have grown a little.
That much I can say.
Now I just have to venture into a white barbershop.
Haha. I always feel like they'd fuck my hair up,
not know how to deal with "black hair" and "nigga naps" and what not.
One of these days though... one of these days. haha
Word.

How to: Deal with Stepped on Sneakers

You remove your brand new all-white Jordans from the box,
lace 'em up nice and tight in a complicated pattern.
You slip them on and they fell like heaven.
Stepping out the house, the sun shines bright
to almost illuminate your sneakers.
As soon as you walk down the block, what happens?
That's right. A nigga stepped on them.
And kept it moving too!

Now, of course
the initial response would be one of two things.
1) You yell, "Aye man. Fuck you going. You just stepped on my fresh Jordans and you ain't even gonna say 'my bad'? You hit-and-run, mothafucka."
2) You run up behind, straight kick him in his back, and don't give up until you stomp the shit out of his feet.

Honestly,
there's no reason to get so mad over it.
Dawg... they're only sneakers.
That's what they make cleaner for.

The other solution is skipping on buy $100+ shoes
and bumping it in some $15 Starburys.
Straight Payless status. haha.
Naw. $30-70 is the average.
But then again I'm no sneakerhead.

So remember, kids.
When a mug steps on your shoe,
let that shit fly.
Like Chris Rock said,
"Why spend the next 20 years in jail
'cause someone smudged your Puma?"
Word.

Hey, That Carton of Music is Leaking

It's most recording artists biggest fear.
When a song leaks over the internet,
can't present it the way they wanted.

Let's be honest,
a track's success can depend on when it drops.
If it comes out when there's already a plethora of hot tracks hot,
than chances are it'll flop,
or at the least not sell as well as it should.

Sometimes the track isn't even finished all the way.
It's a premature version and now it's out for everyone to hear.
There are times when it'll do fine,
but other times, it sucks
and people will think of it anytime the official version is played.

The biggest worry is a whole album leaking.
It happens most with hip hop.
I feel as if hip hop heads are always hungry for more.
We take one song or album,
bump it for a bit,
and then it's on to the next one.
Myself, I'm always cruising the internet looking for new tracks.
Just 30 minutes ago I copped the new Eminem & Weezy track.
[pause. When did Wayne record that? Thought his ass was in jail.
...did he rap over the phone like Shyne did? haha]

Obviously when the album leaks,
sells are gonna go down.
Though musicians play, sing, and/or rap for the art,
they still tryna see a fat check.
I mean, everyone wants to make money doing what they love.

Sometimes people will still buy an album after they hear the leaked version.
They'll often listen to the leak to decide whether or not it's hot.
If they aren't feelin it, then they won't cop it [*cough cough* Drake *cough*]

So what am I tryna to say...
I guess... downloading leaked music isn't all bad.
It's like getting a free sample.
Artists will sometimes leak their music on purpose just to build hype around it.
But at the end of the day,
if your a true fan and supporter of music,
you'll buy the official cuts.
[only the good shit, though.]
Word.

Quote of the Day, 1

"The world is a dangerous place, not because of those that do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing." -Albert Einstein

Much truth to this statement.
Evil is all realive.
Trust me, I took a class on it.
Some believe boredom to be evil.
Some think evil is simply allowed by God.
Whatever the case,
the evil aren't really to blame for the recklessness in the world.
They're just following what they believe is right.
It's the ones doing nothing that are evil,
that think, "I could be doing something,"
and then continue sit on their asses.
I won't lie, I belonged to this group.
But I herefore commit myself to not letting things fly.
This guy right here, he's a doer.
Are you?

Thank you, Al, for your insight.
Word.

How to: Discreetly Check a Text Message

Whether at school, work, church,
or some other attention requiring function,
we are told not to check our phones.
But we, as humans - especially the "now" generation (shoutout to D.O. for that term)- usually tend to value our time over others.
So when we feel our pocket vibrate,
we know it's a text we just have to answer right away.

There's always the "fuck it" approach,
were you just whip out your phone and start typing away.
This is very bold and also considered very rude.
You can very well get your ass beat, depending on the person.
In some instances, the higher authority figure might take your phone.
And then you have to deal with them reading it aloud or something ignorant like that.

Now, if you'd like to keep your phone,
you can try a more discreet method.

For instance, the cover up.
Slowly place your phone on your lap or in between your legs.
Next, take a book, pamphlet, a donut box, a knee,
whatever you can manage,
and place it strategically between you and who ever may be watching.
Then slowly move your phone up and text behind the object.
As long as it isn't blatantly obviously that you're hiding behind an upright History textbook, you should be fine.

There's also the "aside,"
which is my go-to.
You just turn your body to a profile towards the person you don't to see you.
Then slide your phone out,
and text from your hip.
Having t9word or memorizing the keys comes in handy here,
because you can maintain eye contact.

I feel like there's one more,
but I blanking out right now.
If you have any other methods,
hit up the comments.
Word.

Top 10 Reasons, Ep 8

Like I said yesterday,
I'm deciding to bring back the series.
1) Because they're fun to make up.
2) Because they don't take much effort after a long day of work.
So, without further adieu,
here are the top 10 reasons why people randomly fall asleep.

10) In class.
Wake me when you're talking about something on the test.

9) After eating.
That itis is no joke. I'm tellin you, we should just siesta after lunch like we're in kindergarten.

8) Just woke up.
I can catch like 15 more minutes... oh shit, I overslept!

7) So hung over...
Gotta find someway to escape the headache, right?

6) Too under the influence.
Excuse me as I pass out with this cup in my hand.

5) Avoiding someone.
You can't bother me, I'm asleep.

4) Too many ibuprofen!
Some of those headache medication can really take their toll.

3) Pulled an allnighter the night before.
Long as you don't pass out during the test, you should be fine.

2) Bored / Waiting for something to happen.
Might as well catch some winks. Someone will wake up when they need you.

1) In the car.
Be it the A/C, the heat, or simply the motion, cars knock people out. Just ask the angry drivers who want someone to talk to on a road trip.

Until the next post, listeners.
Keep your head up
and your mouth from snoring.
Word.

June

Happy first day of Junes, my friends [and associates].
I hope this past weekend served you well
with relaxation and food and whatnot.

My mind's a lil blocked right now,
but I really feel the need to give you something to read. haha
So... what random shit can I come up with today?
I guess I can tell you my plans for the month.

The main thing is work.
This is the busiest month for us,
since most of the camps, alumni, and incoming freshmen weekends are planned around now.
Not that the work is particularly demanding...
it's just very time consuming and the hours are tentative.
Leave's little time for anything or anyone else.
Luckily, I have a colorful cast coworkers,
so they'll keep me entertained.
Or I'll entertain them, either or.

Now, because of this,
my trip back home to Newark, NJ at the end of the month is squashed.
Some of you may be wondering why the end of June.
Well, Newark is like a stone's throw away from NYC.
And NYC has their Pride event that weekend.
I usually go with my gay friends from high school.
Sadly, I can't join them this year.
And I woulda been 21 this year too,
so I coulda been reckless that night.

Oh! Yes.
My birthday is the 14th of this month,
good ol' Flag Day.
I swear no one celebrates Flag Day but me.
[Well, me and the Boston area, as I recently found out. Thanks, Frank.]
But yeah. I'm turning 21 this year.
I've been counting down the weeks since my last final.
I think I'll start counting the days now.
I'm not sure what I have planned.
All I know is that I'm gonna enjoy
the shit out of my birthday weekend.
It only makes sense, right?

Also,
I'll be continuing my reading list
and beginning my script and/or poems and/or short stories. haha

Anywho,
back to the regular meaningful post tomorrow.
...or maybe I might do a funny one.
How do you guys feel about a "Top 10 Reasons" revival?
Hmm... I'll see what I can do.
Word.