Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

He was born in 1987 out in Cleveland...

AND HIS BIRTHDAY WAS NOVEMBER 10TH!


HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY, CHARLES HAMILTON!!!

Impatiently waiting for your return to the public eye...

Oh, and I looped that "Butterfly Effect" instrumental (HARD WORK) ... THIS SHIT I'M WORKING ON IS BANANAS, NIGGA. All inspired by Chuck!

Monday, September 21, 2009

Birthday!

18, nickz (say it real fast)! So, yeah. I'm 'bout to subscribe to an internet porn site now. Hahaha!

Check me out:
Some people might be offended when they read it. Whatever...




Oh, and... When "THIS NIGGA" wears skinny jeans, it's over. OVER. I'm most likely using some of my birthday money to cop some 514s or slim-straights. SMH, though.

Yo, Ray! I applaud you, my nigga... Mad props for never falling into the whole skinny jean hype. I don't know how you did it (pause), but you pulled it off (pause).

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Point blank.

I feel like TK in this "Terry Kennedy/Bow Wow" reminiscent "beef".

I never thought he'd trip THIS MUCH over a girl that 1) I knew WAY before him, and 2) (I just not need to go here). Many "beefs" I've had involved a female... The only difference between this nigga and the other nigga (who I mentioned in this blog before) is that the latter of the two actually addressed me about the [alleged] situation. Granted, he came at me completely incorrectly (with his no-life-having-ass), but still. If we (the current nigga I'm "beefing" with) were THAT COOL in the summer, you don't pull some coward shit like this... Both of the aformentioned individuals can fuck off, regardless.

Address me about this situation before you make your judgement. And besides, if your SOOO concerned about your future and "career," then this situation shouldn't affect you as much as you made it seem... At that point, fuck the "principles" of what "I did" or "I'm doing" and all that stupid shit. Dead ass.

(Say what you will or may about me posting a blog about this situation. I didn't say that the situation didn't affect me, because I don't fucking see how me and this nigga can go from "cool as fuck" to me saying "fuck this nigga." It's not really my fault that he reacted the way he did. I'm simply stating how I feel about it. Get the fuck off of my blog if you don't like the way I handle things.)

Whatever.

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On a lighter note, I can officially buy cigarettes, porngraphy (and star in them), and talk to Shi Reeves without her saying that I'm "jailbait." Go me! It's my birthday (it is).

Monday, September 7, 2009

Labor Day

Don't we all love Labor Day? Most people (including myself) only love the day off... But as I look outside and see actual labor being done by various members of my family, it makes me think about all of the hard work that people put in to make society run smoothly. From the easy as fuck, high paying jobs, to the hard as hell, dirt paying jobs (teachers), I, D.Linquent/Darnell, love all of you! Chea!

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On another note, I traded sneakers with my cousin. Um... I kinda regret it, but there's virtually no way I'm matching some all-red Dunks with anything EXCEPT that red flannel top. I got the Transformer Air Assault Lows (with a dent in the front of the left shoe). Who cares, I wouldn't consider that "losing" anything. Now, if I can only get the Playstation Blazers from him...

Oh, and it's my cousin's brother's (my cousin, as well) 19th birthday today! It sucks that I'm probably not going to be able to go to the surprise party... Well, I'd be awkwardly placed anyways, so... Yeah.

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(To whom it may concern) Hey, you! Yes, you. I'm tired of "us" being like this. I HATE us. But I LOVE you. Does that even make logical sense to anyone other than myself? Heh. Thanks to all the turmoil created in my mind, it's rather difficult to record music. Thank you, much?