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lately... i been too busy for music. i lost all my music since high school since my hard drive crashed. i havent been able to pull the random music outta my new iTouch yet... & been too busy with work to be checking up on blogs. what do u recommend?
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they stopped scheduling me due to failing economy... then i just got laid off. sucks big time.
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i met her at a rush event for this sorority... she didn't pledge but she ended up being a Little Sis for my fraternity.
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These movies are just bootlegs of bad a-list movies & even worse b-movies. Why are u spamming me like this? go FUCK yourself.
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i never answered because your question was so UNBELIEVABLY RETARDED that i didn't wanna dignify it with a response.
look i have no idea who u are... but u have NO RIGHT to say shit like that. u no NOTHING about me, or my girlfriend, or our relationship... and if u were really interested... u had a good FOUR YEARS to do something about it.
sorry u missed your chance... but kindly stop disrespecting me and go FUCK yourself. -
wait what? did i miss something?
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i came up with it one night during my freshman year... back when i was still on the emo side and wrote facebook notes/LiveJournal entries to vent my frustrations...
(Tuesday, February 20, 2007 at 2:20am)
"So I'm walking back my room to find my roommate dead asleep agen. Seeing he was almost half-naked again with the garbage can next to the bed... I decided it was time to leave and then come back later. I could've gone back to Alamamitos, but given the awkward goodbye, decided to just chill on the steps outside my building, smoke a stoge, try to calm down. I just sat there... thinking. Thinking about everything... or nothing.
I thought about my "brothers." Even though I'd like 2 think they respect me for makin it through pledgeship with them... sharing their struggle and whatnot... How no one really believed in me... had their doubts in my abilities/weaknesses... and how i still managed to make it through.
I also thought bout my DormFam... how the way they see me is completely different. I thought about what I learned about the others... what I learned about myself.
Then I saw it. Stuck to the wall was this Moth... a big one. At first I thought it was dead. Taking my keystrap I tried startling it... but it didn't move. Then I tried touching it. Gently I brought my keystrap towards it, gracing it across its side. To my surprise it moved. It opened its wingspan and started to twitch its wings, but it couldn't move from where it was standing at all...
It was the most beautiful thing.
Its wings had color.... not the bright and vibrant color of a butterfly, but color. Its wings had this deep shade of ox-blood that was so compelling, I wish I had a camera to take record of its beauty
I saw its wings move... just a bit. They twitched like the eyelids of a deep REM sleep.
As I stared, it made several attempts to move. It jumped and tried to fly... but fell to the ground. I heard the slight smack of its body against the pavement. It was then that I realized that they were broken.
I had 3 options.
1) I can be on my way... but I was compelled by the tragic beauty of the situation. This wasn't a regular moth at all. It was a butterfly. NOT literally a butterfly, but a butterfly in th fact that it was this insectoid with such aesthetic appeal that even a squimish blond ditzy little whitegirl could appreciate it. this was my light within the darkness. This was my Midnight Butterfly...
2) I could kill it... put it out of the misery of being crippled. I thought to myself "there's no way this animal could survive in the outside world.... just end it." But then again... I was in no mood to destroy something so beautiful.
3) I could help it. I contemplated on whether to get a cup and store it... but that'd be no better than taking my foot and stomping it. I took my keystap and pushed it in the right direction.. telling it to go... fly... fly away... far from here.
After several attempts the Midnight Butterfly rose from the ground. Spastic and startled at first, it flew irratically. It circled me a couple times and landed on the highest step of the staircase.
There it sat for a moment... and as it perched I felt this connection that no words can describe... almnost as if it was thanking me for letting it live for at least one last night. In 5 seconds, it was on its way... flying higher and higher... until it was out of my field of view.
I realized that this Midnight Butterfly was actually Me. It was the very personification of the beautiful struggle we call "life." Here I was about to kill it, thinking it had nothing left to contribute to the world, thereby ending its misery, and there it was... Defying my expectations... just as I did with the higher members of Theta... just as I did with the collective of the DormFam... just as i continue to do every day...
I realized that he and I shared this bond... our Defiance_Agenda. We are the struggle. We are the fight. We are the color within the darkness...
goddamnit... i wish I had a camera." -
beach in the summer... mountains at winter(?) pretty much like any other person
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an end to the Israeli/Palestinian war XP
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i mean that my girlfriend's name is "Christine."
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Ok here goes...
Fuck Ellen... cuz she may be down for a 3some with an attractive female.
Marry Oprah... cuz she $got money$
Kill Rosie O' Donald.... cuz i kind of dislike her. alot. -
nope... one actually got to me.
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i would love it... & feed it.... & take care of it... until it turned into a beautiful butterfly.
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JReezy’s Bio
eh... i'll fill this in later
