Who loves strings?

DARNELL LOVES STRINGS. I DO, I DO, I DOO-OOOOO!
SO BEAUTIFUL TO MY EARS.

Word? Aight!

Okaaaay. So, I'm here in physics class. Cool...

Before I go on, I just have one thing to say. I'm SINCERELY sorry for anything I posted in the past that may have offended some readers.*

Here's a list of random topics on my mind (that I'm too lazy to actually blog extensively about).

1. Blood diamond... No, not the movie. We're learning about the Democratic Republic of the Congo in Recent History class (the class I don't even need, but I learn the most in), and it's appalling to me how groups of people "rape-over" other peoples' land. The number one continent for diamonds is the poorest? SMH. Not just white people, either (although they're the most guilty). The Rape of Nanking was a despicable act, as well.

2. Chivalry is DEAD. OVER. It's a sad day when I can attract girls with my work uniform on and my glasses, and they literally throw themselves at me... Dead ass, though. Hoes give their numbers out like it's nothing. LITERALLY. Meaning, all I have to do is ask... I mean, it was fun at first when I was trying to be a "mack" and get all the girls, but... Where's the challenge? At least with this current situation, I have a challenge... I feel like I have to try very hard (although I'm failing). The 32 bar verses and thoughtful songs I've written fall on deaf ears. Oh well. And on a similar note, the first verse to Kanye West's "Heartless" and the second verse to Charles Hamilton's "Mr. Perfect" perfectly describe this shit. And [most of] the hook to Timbaland's "Say Somethin'." And countless other songs.

3. Top 5 Illuminati artists: Jay-Z, Lady Gaga, Little Wayne, Eminem, Kanye West.

4. It's always good to have someone to look up to... Both someone you know personally and a celebrity.

5. "Race-mixing" is slowly leading to the end of the world as we know it (no KKK member). Not in a good way or bad way... Everyone's gonna be a nigga sooner or later. No lie. Go to a mostly white school... The star [black] point guard more than likely dates a white female. The peer-pressure of "You ain't hittin' that though" will 'cause him to "hit it" and, BOOM. Mixed baby. SMH. I love all races though, except hoodrats and hood figgas.

Time for 3rd block.

"I'm [as real as it gets], I'm real, like legit. They say I'm an asshole, so pardon if I feel I'm the shit." - Sciryl

*April Fools Day, bitches.

Women lie...

Men lie.

Who would think that a song that by fuckin' Yo Gotti and Little Dwayne would have such a powerful title...

It's been an hour.

Get it? You know how people say... Never mind...
So, yeah, I'm here.

In a nutshell, here's what I've been doing:

Playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 (Someone please beat me, I'm tired of winning LOL)
Playing various PSone games on my PSP.
Working.
Watching porn.
Overdrafting my checking account.
Getting money to pay for my overdraft.
Being pissed off that the item I bought that caused the overdraft SUCKED. Damn you, EA Sports.

Hmmm. I'm gonna graduate high school. Oh yeah!!! Clap for me. Oh, wait, I never get claps. Bullshit.

Um.

It's 11:00pm. I just completed my consuming of two Spicy Chick'n Crisps and two double cheeseburgers from Burger King. I love my metabolism.

Yo, where the FUCK is Show TuFli's album!?? Ugh.

Shouts to the twins. Shouts to the readers of darnellleonard.blogspot.com. Shouts to all the good, helpful people in my life and the good, helpful people that have randomly appeared in my life to give my car a jump after I discovered that I left my lights on at the Legends a week before Christmas. What up!

Today, I didn't go to school. I ate Burger King inside the restaurant. Yum. Original chicken sandwich. Fck yea. I had work at 3:30... at 3:05 I needed a quick one, so I watched 30 second clips of Sandi Jackmon. Then I rushed to work. Oh, and I forgot to deodorant my underpits. Let's just say I move a lot on the job. There wasn't a lot of arm-raising today. LOL.

Whatever. Who knows when I'll post again.

Mixtape coming in May (really...).

I love you, Ms. Vargas (no R. Kelly).

Before I head to work... (Random thoughts)

Yeah, niggaz, the owner of this blog is an employee of Sears Holdings Corporation... Or Sears Holdings Company... Whatever. It's my first days, so bear with me.

Ummm... Shouts to the readers of this blog...

Eli (what up!)
Cuban female from Sumner Academy (I think I have that information correct)
Gerber
Shi Reeves (LOL)
J-Mean Emz
Spreeeeee

Sorry if I didn't put you... If I didn't put you then you didn't inform me enough about me blogging for me to remember you. TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT MY BLOG BECAUSE I AM A LOSER WHO CRAVES/DESPERATELY SEEKS ATTENTION.

This sucks. I was supposed to write a 2-page essay on Pax Romana before work, but... I ended up playing two games of NBA Live 2004 on PlayStation 2... Sad, huh?

I hope I can wear my Auto Flights with my work uniform... I mean, she just said "black shoes" and she didn't say anything when I wore my ZX750s... Hmmm, should I wear slacks or skinny trousers? HAHA.

Hey, cousin! I love you, nigga (pause). I just can't believe we're not cool because of that stupid ass situation. Well, it doesn't really matter to me, I just wanted to address this on the blog that pissed everyone off in the first place. Whatever. What happened today with the teacher was metaphoric to me... To me, what that said was, (as you): "Even though you're a cocky, arrogant, rude-ass loser, I still got your back, muthafucka." Literally, that's what I got out of it.

To the other cousin! Let's eat popcorn while watching episodes of Friends and Seinfeld, baybeh!

Aight, that's all I can think of... Time to take a shower (LMAO) before work! People who know the real me will know why the "LMAO" was inserted...

-The rapper formerly known as D.Linquent

Fantabulous. <---LOL.

It's fantastic to know that people OTHER than my "followers" actually read this blog!

...Hmmm. Yeah.

Enough about the irrelevant, now... Let's keep it moving, shall we?

I'm reading "Race Matters" by Dr. Cornel West. Apparently, that's a GREAT book. I don't usually get books, but, since our school is wack, I had to pick one to read for "M.I.R.P" (monitored independent reading practice). Isn't that like... for elementary students?

Oh, and... No more D.Linquent, folks. After this mini-mixtape that I'm putting together (basically just 10-20 songs for a select few people to hear), then D.Linquent will no longer rap, or even EXIST for that matter. Since I have no more manager, and little to no inspiration to rap as "D.Linquent" anymore, I feel that this is the best thing to do. It was a good run (for real, it was)... Sorry (to the people who actually care). It was a good run. Still, COP THE MIXTAPES FROM MY MYSPACE PAGE... "Weirdo" is ILL. "The Previews" is ILL, as well. Just no more D.Linquent...

Yup. I feel good though. I'm still THAT DUDE, in my own right (fuck you if you disagree). I've just been listening to a lot of local rappers lately...

FAT SHOUTS TO:

Louie V*
Irv Da Phenom'
C. Mills
Fino Sir
KhrisTheProducer
Greg Enemy
Craig Smith
Stik Figa
Dutch Newman
Chief Wakil
(google them)

It's ill that I've communicated with a lot of those artists that I listed. A lot of talent and skill...

By the way, I'll blog until I DIE.

(Craig Smith laugh) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I LIED!

That was stupid to say I would be on a long hiatus. Oh, and by the way, I love the word "hiatus."

So... Yeah. I'm back at it like a crack addict.

Successful freestyle coming later this week (as some people wanted).

Random: KID CUDI'S OUTFIT IS ILL, NO HOMO. FLYNESS!? PAUSE.

No homo at all, this is an ill picture. I'm 'bout to change up my whole style because of THIS picture. PAUSE.

I love burgers.

Simple as that. I love burgers (especially ones that I make).
Bottom bun (butter toasted), mustard, bacon, pepperjack cheese, burger patty, american cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, barbecue sauce, pickles, mayonnaise, top bun (butter toasted). In that order.

I'm gonna MURK these beats:

Pressure
Us Placers
Pink and Blue

Outty 5,000.

You're far too kind.

I'm doing this American Government PowerPoint... And I was just thinking...

Shouts to everyone who talked me through the disaster that was yesterday... Maybe I was overthinking, maybe I wasn't. Whatever. Thank y'all! Extra-ultra shouts to the Royalty Court ladies (LOL).

AND, another thank you goes to the readers of darnellleonard.blogspot.com. Dead ass, though... I hope I'm not posting this ish for nothing! Thank you to everyone who reads this (Now, if y'all would only leave more comments!).

Peace.

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?

Double-U Tee Eff.

I wonder who flagged my blog as having "objectionable content."
I mean, it's not like I ACTUTALLY POSTED pornography on my blog...
I mean, NOT THAT MANY PEOPLE READ THIS BLOG (I don't think).
Hmmm... Wonder who it is? Mom? Aubrie (probably)? It's basically between those two.

Oh, and I've never been broken up with on a blog before. HAHAHAHAHA!

I'm out like... can't think of anything.

Hi, mom!

I just received word that my mother reads my blog (she told me herself).
Well, I'm just saying... I'm still putting whatever I feel on the blog... Even if you (Mom) may think that the subject matter is inappropriate.

Love yah, Nang!

Hahaha!

Ugh, man.

My whole situation is fucked. Up, that is.

(In no particular order)

1. I'm almost certain that I'm having a bacterial relapse... So I may have strep throat AGAIN.
2. ^^^That pisses me off so much that it takes up one more slot.
3. That whole "her" and "him" situation is getting to me. I don't know what to do. (Just for the record, I honestly don't give a fuck if I'm a hater or jealous. It doesn't bother me AT ALL.)
4. ^^^ Again, it takes up two slots.
5. I STILL DON'T HAVE A FREAKING CELL PHONE. Something tells me that #3 wouldn't be as serious as it is if I still had a cellular device (WITH texting, nigga).

That's all I can think of at the moment. Or, that's the MAJOR issues with me at the moment.

But...

Since I'm on my new, POSITIVE ish, I'll make a top 3 "good things" list...

1. I'm alive.
2. I could've died when those two niggaz tried to rob me last July 4th.
3. I can still rap better than [probably] every unsigned person you know (FUCK WHAT YOU HEARD).

Pretty cynical, huh? I know.

But, as I look on the bright side, I see all of the academic achievements I achieved from the preceding school year... The internship I could possibly get... AND the mixtape that I just completed is getting mostly (damn near all) positive feedback. Bitches. LMFAO @ that bitch ass nigga that said, "rappin is not yo game. you need a fuckin life man" Hahahahaha! Suck dick.

I'm 'bout to make cheese fries (even though I'm not hungry... at all... whatsoever).

Deuces like what people in pick up basketball call out when they score the tying bucket 14-14.

I neeeeeeed this...

In case you haven't known already, I currently have a RAZR cell phone. As if that's not bad enough, I don't have unlimited texting. And if THAT'S not bad enough, my service is suspended due to my extremely costly bill. The phone is so old (the first kind of RAZR released), that it still says "Cingular" on the back. Ugh.

I want a new, "fly" phone. One that I won't be embarrassed to pull out and text on...

Such as this:

If I get this, then I'll say "fuck the Dr. Dre Headphones."

Rosario Dawson...

...is my wife.

Charles Hamilton...

...is the best rapper alive.

Feelin' aight. (With some "mom" venting)

Yeeeeaaaaahhhhh... Aside from the moderate swallowing (pause...) pain, I feel pretty okay right now. Then again, I felt this way the past THREE afternoons. And I finally took a shower... Don't judge me, because when you're sick, you don't really feel like doing much of anything. And I shaved, too (with little to no facial hair).

My mom acts younger than my little sister sometimes [really most of the time]. She always says some smart remarks when I walk by, and she always thinks she knows everything [and she CLEARLY doesn't]. And she always attempts to get the last word in an arguement... I mean, so do I, but she's in her late 30s. AND she claims that I'm still sick because I rap. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I'm not saying anything else about that. She still has a heart, though, because she always acts like she's gonna be evil and not do something, then after I throw a few temper tantrums and at the last possible minute, she does the right thing. Still, I hate her and I's (is that correct grammar?) relationship. At least she's gonna take me to see the doctor (once again) after she gets off of work. Oh, and my grandmother is cool, too, but she always talks shit about me in tagalog and stuff. Whhhaaaaatever.

I want to go to school tomorrow. I don't know, though.
I would do something this weekend, but, 1) I have zero moolah, and, 2) It's supposed to rain for the rest of the week, anyways.

I kinda miss the [select few] people at school. I wonder if they miss me? Ha.

I'm out like the Spurs in the playoffs (dammit!).

Beats by Dr. Dre

How am I just now hearing about these? Or looking into them?!
Well, I previously posted a list of sneakers that I wanted to get... But now I'm thinking...
I might just say "eff Yeezys" and cop these headphones.

Aight, how can an unemployed teenager scoop up $300-$350 to get these joints?

I want too much ish.

Two's Day.

I mean "Tuesday."

Again, I stayed home from school...

I did nothing today. At all. All I did was check the MySpace and FaceBook all day. And, since everyone else was at school, there wasn't much activity going on. This is bullshit. When I DO decide to come back to school (most likely on Thursday, like I expected), not only will I have a fuckload of work, I'm still gonna be half-sick. I think I'm only 15% healed at the moment, if even.

Yeah. I wanna take more Kroger brand ibuprofen, but I don't want to overdose. That's the only medicine that seems to be helping. Damn, damn, DAMN.

Oh, and apparently, my new CD has to come out by mid May. So... um... be on the look out for that? Check the MySpace page for new ish.

Peace like slang for a gun.

Sheep? Haha.

I know I JUST posted... But I looked at my Blogger profile thing and it says that my zodiac year is the Sheep. Haha. It's bad enough being a "Virgo" in this society. LOL. But, yeah, I'm in American History class... There's a substitute and we're watching a movie that we watched YESTERDAY with another substitute... I'm listening to my first mixtape on this laptop (which you can download FREE on my MySpace page! Yessah!

Anyways...

I'm out like "rockstar" style (jean chains, anything with skulls, throwing up the University of Texas hand sign, faking like you know who the fuck Marylin Manson and Led Zeppelin is, etc.)

Yaaaaaah.