Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Rules For Being Human

1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it's yours to keep for the entire period.
2. You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called, "life."
3. There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately "work."
4. Lessons are repeated until they are learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.
5. Learning lessons does not end. There's no part of life that doesn't contain its lessons. If you're alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.
6. "There" is no better a place than "here." When your "there" has become a "here", you will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here."
7. Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.
8. What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
9. Your answers lie within you. The answers to life's questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.
10. You will forget all this.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Sloppy Love Jingle Pt 1


Bartender!
"Yeah I hear your wise ass, give me a minute."
I'm trying to get this round over here.
"What do you think I'm just working for you here?"
Actually, will you, will you send a drink, to the lady at the end of the bar? Yeah that one right there.
"Here you are man."
Yeah, yeah. It's on me. Tell her it's from Travie.
"It's from this guy over here."

From the second she shimmied in
I was intrigued by her essence
And my first instincts to make sure that my presence was felt
Simple and plain
I'm probably jumping the train
But all I could see was my name engraved on her belt
Hit the pause button
Damn!
I don't even know this girl
And I'm already practicing my sweet-nothins
But that's a classic trait of a soft-spoken, heart-broken, fellow like my self best believe (pussy)
I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve
But that night the Jagermeister had my sleeves rolled up
Wait a minute, hold up
I think she caught me grillin' now I'm spillin' my drink (don't look don't look)
I knew our feelings were in sync so now she gave me the wink
The only problem is, I'm not your ordinary, average Romeo
A Cyrano de Bergerac (shut the fuck up)
In fact, I remember back in fifth grade
I tried to read the book of love, but sadly
The introduction didn't grab me
So I left it on the shelf and kept moving
Assuming that this planet rotates
I'll just procrastinate until the day I bump into my soulmate
Who would've thunk I would be pissy ass drunk when time came for collision
So I made the decision to just keep my composure (cool cool)
Until she started getting closer
And then I felt this weird feeling underneath my left shoulder, and then I
Slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in love
The minute that she stepped in the door
The type of girl I'd have to make a couple mix tapes for
To me she equaled MC squared and everything else was mathematics
I never took the time to practice

Sloppy Love Jingle Pt 2


Ok, continued
What's next upon the menu?
Hmm, maybe I should crack a joke
Attack and ask her if she smokes
Cause I can't seem to find my matches
And that could break the ice but
I'm a bad actress with three lighters I acquired the previous night
And there I was do or die
She was approximately five feet away from my frame
So I decided to take a stride, swallow my pride, tellin' her my name like
Hello miss, my name is Travis
Just a ordinary cat, I'm into art and fuzzy rabbits, kinda smart with a big heart, you can have it
See you find that funny
I'd love to buy you a drink but I got bent and spent my money
But would you kindly accept a raincheck
Perhaps some deep chit chat
She didn't think twice, nodded her head and said "I'm with that"
By the way do you have some matches?
She's like, "no, but there's a lighter right in front of you"
And now we both giggling
This girl's so crazy, got my gullet jiggling
Fiddling with my feelings like an out of tune piano
Like I'm on ritalin
The way she's got my undivided attention dismissin' any thoughts of lettin' this one get away

Sloppy Love Jingle Pt 3


The bombs been detonated
I'm just waitin' for an explosion, I was just waitin' on 2nd and it was time for me to close in on 3rd
With blurred vision and in, precisely placed slurred words we started kissin'
Man listen, it was like a scene from a very bad B movie with a very low budget
But fuck it, I was drunk and I admit I loved it
Every last second, I couldn't kill that thought of us butt ass naked
Tele' surfin' with the fan on, chattin' about the session and, slowly gettin' into some closet skeleton confessions
That's when, she made a offer that I couldn't refuse
And chills went up and down my legs like Samoan tattoos
She said she had a pad that wasn't too far away, and said she'd love if I stayed 'til the following day
So it was time to exit stage left, I made my rounds, gave my pounds and hugs, gathered my thoughts and took a deep breath
And now we're walkin' to the door but, right before we stepped outside she bought me one more
And now I'm feelin' it, I had my had down my pocket but she's stealing it,
with our fingers in a locket and as we're walkin' down Exchange Street, with
our hearts pitter pattering to the same beat
And then she popped the question like "Trav, you evah been in love?" I'm like "pshhh not that I recall"
Well there was one situation, but I didn't have the patience, or the balls to say it and everytime I tried I just digitally delayed it
And it sounded like something blah blah blah blah, man my speach impetement left my heart vacant without a single resident
The first tenant got evicted the second she settled in, I seen her the other day riding my bike and kept peddlin'
If it wasn't for meddlin' kids would love even exist nope, if it wasn't for alcohol would I even be saying this nope
She probably took offense, I probably started gettin' sober 'cause she started gettin' ugly and I think probably told her
Then my feet got heavy, I started drippin' sweat, knew I was gettin' into something I'd probably regret
Right when I lit the cigarette I caught a case of the spins, and started wishin' I was still at the bar with my friends
And then it happened, I fell flat on my face
When I awoke I found I was in a very strange place
I must've got my wish granted 'cause I was butt ass naked, but the only downside was that the room was very vacant
Except next to the bed there was this note on the dresser, while I'm tryin' to deal with this hangover head pressure
With a smile I grabbed the note, lit a smoke and sat back, "Dear whoever, lose my number P.S. the sex was wack"

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

The WackNESS

"The word wackness is like...i mean how much further down can you go. How much worse can it get, you hit rock bottom and a trap door opens and you go further down..."
-Method Man

We cant front like life isnt great. Life is fuckin amazing, but sometimes you go through...idk, uhhh traumas i guess? We get to points where we say fucki life. We look for a quick fix, like bud. We get chopped for an hour then we back ro reality...You gotta embrace pain, make it a part of yourself,make it your fuel,turn it into what drives you forward. We ALL go through stages. Stages of midlife crisis, heartbreaks to losses. But i mean, you gotta push your chin up and walk forward, the only way to get thru something is to walk right through it. You cant take a side road, you cant pay someone to do it for you, when it comes down to it, simple and sweet its just you. Yeh...you gunna have niggas and fams holdin you down, but those prolems that affect you on the inside is RUGGED RAW, its just you. Dont let niggas brainwash you like, theres a magic pill or a cure for anything. Theres no cure for losing someone close to you, or getting your heart broken...
release yo' self, help yourself,cure yourself

The truth

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Living and Upcoming Legends.

The Living
Jay-Z


Nas


Lil Wayne


Method Man


The Upcoming
Lupe Fiasco

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Convo WIth Raven And I

Tinyy : hmm.. girls are just bitches
Tinyy : i feel so bad for you guys lmao
Tinyy : we're horrible..
Geo: lmao
Geo: yea
Tinyy: i deadass always thought guys had the best friendships
Tinyy: which is why i never made any real friendships with any girls
Tinyy: but i see there just as fucked up
Geo: girls fuck up they relationships over guys
Geo: guys fuck up they relationsips over girls
Tinyy: i wanna be my own sex
Tinyy: because i dont like either
Geo: lol
Tinyy: girls are bitches and guys are stupid
Geo: i just want to find a good girl
Geo: not pefect
Geo: just pretty, nice personality and nice style
Geo: is that so much to ask
Geo: like
Geo: an honest girl
Geo: just a female minded geo
Tinyy: its not hard to ask at all.. honestly you've probably seen her a million times.. the important part it making sure she see's what you want from her..
Tinyy: guys usually fuck it up by making all the good girls think they dont want anything serious.
Geo: not even, i think its that we too dumb and rrogant to want to show the girl that
Geo: because of what friends say, or because of what they think inside.
Geo: the fear of maybe findng a girl even though one hasnt come for 2 years, the fear of being in a relationship hat actualy means something so they cant fuck around and not take it seriously.
Tinyy : i dont know. i never buy into it when a guy says hes waiting for a "good girl" because i'm a good girl. and i know other good girls. who've all been fucked with the same way the bad ones are
Tinyy: so i mean honestly.. how do any of you ever expect to find a good girl.. when you put us all in the same catagory in the first place
Geo: i dont, idk about other niggas. but its ike when i find one girl, im scared ot get serious. cuz what if another girl comes along thats better? and thats my prolem, because im just scared...
Tinyy : stop being scared.
Tinyy: lol.




>_<

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Whys it so easy...

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Monday, July 14, 2008

Niggas talk more shit than bitches.


Real talk. Why do bird niggas find it necessary to start bullshit fights over girls, sneakers, or "THEY HEARD" someone was talkin shit. Deadass nigga, tuck up your nuts and move the fuck on. Ya'll be goin in! Makin lil' sneaker cults and startin beef just cuz you are in different boroughs!!.ARE YOU SERIOUS?! Niggas cant be friends with certain ppl, cuz... god forbid im friends with a nigga thats in another little cult! All this he say, she say talk needs to end. Dont talk shit, dont think you mad gully cuz you got more kicks then the nigga standing next to you. Be you my nigga. You didnt always have sneakers and you werent always in a click. You could be cool bein yourself and doin shit that you enjoy. Fuck what other ppl have to say.

And ladies, dont stop doin what you doin cuz some hoodrat bitch in another motherfuckin' borough is hatin on you. Dont waste your breathe and make videos or post bulletins on myspace. Keep on doin what you doin cuz you doin it best.


"While yall asshole niggas be on the same shit, I flush em and watch em go down the drain quick."

Sigh


So, this is my first blog... i guess ill start off with today- it was okay, woke up early, went to the gym, got a haircut, showered and relaxed at home. Everything is all good. But as boredom starts to creep its unwanted ass into my day, thoughts start to stir up. Happy thoughts,funny thoughts,angry thoughts,sad thoughts,scary thoughts..etc. As i sat in front of the computer screen, getting lost on the Internet and discovering new things. I realised how much i think about "love".


The word, the concept, and those little feelings and obligations that come with it. What does it mean? How does it feel? What is it like to have that person. What is it like to be walking down the street and the scent of her perfume massages your nose and millions of memories and thoughts scurry through your mind...? What is it like, to experience everything you would alone- with her.?I want that... i want to wake up next to her and feel her warmth, i want to be able to feel the heat of her breathe against my neck as she lays on my chest. I want my family to know who she is and love her just as much as i do. I want to be able to spoil her with my love and affection as well as with the little money i have. I want to make her laugh with the dumbass jokes tat people only laugh at so you don't feel stupid. I want to have that crazy sex, like go at it, scratching pulling, breaking shit around you sweating and dripping all over each other, but doing it out of love...But I'm only 16 right?! Soon to be 17 this August 29, so what do i know about love, how can i ever expect to find a love at this age? I cant, that's why i don't.