was watching Life at Bonnie’s…
and ey, realized i really wont mind having sons afterall. i mean i always fancied daughters. but i think having a few miniature wiseguys fronting around the house wouldnt be so bad. lil talk-a-lots acting like men. lol. reminds me of the local hiphop scene, haha.
now..back to portfolio work.
ps - got fookin wasted lastnight. i swear i could still taste the damn wine. =D
(as Christians worldwide gather in worship and memorial to the Christ this 25th.
the rest of the money world celebrates the climax of decades of clever marketing
and positioning of the world’s most popular holiday season, this one’s to another
Christmas)
this year, i’ve fallen fool for the cliche of going home, and embracing what
had and will only truly matter. loved ones.
i was contemplating of 4 days of wine, parties and christmas puddings in kl, systematically at Esther’s, Jacob’s and Deepa’s, with hangovers and parties sandwiched in between.
OR
half of those days back home for mom and chinese food and the legendary bunch of superfriends i casually call ‘tebais’. i’m a sucker. and before i dive into the new job, i guess i owe home a return.mom needs decorating consultancy too with the new place. i insist.
Christmas spirit? maybe. but it feels quite alright, and quite right.
it’d be a nice break away from a long kl december, plus i got myself a sour home christmas memory i need to replace and wipe out.
it doesnt snow around here. but it sure feels like winter. this eve, my wine’s a toast to the year. it’s too crazy of one to term it ‘in control’. imma keep a tighter grip this time. i promise not to let go..
xmas cheers everyone.
*tips hat
*wrote this to JayZ’s ‘Lost Ones’, flow it if you like*
maybe by May i may be able to dismay,
my play and display my responsibilities carefully,
lucky for me, life thus far has been heavy, it aint easy,
so when things get lighter the walk might be a bit breezy,
i believe he who sees the need to exceed
is he who be able to design and conceive his destiny,
stay with me, or by May which dude will she see,
which rule will i thief to try get this boo to call me b.
o gee, yes bring back the romance,
the hold-hands slow dance eyes meeting by chance,
return me to the old-school lovin,
milkshake dates, sweaty hands, shy but anticipatin,
time flew us by, felt too late to embrace em’,
was too busy and occupied quarelin and complainin,
now we’re the same as them and damn it, are you really glad?
i got May as a target to reoccupy what i never had,
and maybe by May i might’ve already earned your respect,
and lookin back to decemebr 06 when i laid this track.
so here’s where i breakdown right? no.
please, no sympathy, no empathy, none of those. i am not dead and though partially demoralized for awhile, that too will pass. so things didnt go as plan, not new. if you’re forced out of one road, accelerate on another. i’m gonna miss the environment and alot of you people.good good healthy friends i’ve grown to really learn to miss. i should really personally thank you all. will do in due time. promise.
but as for the time being. i’m taking time off to breathe. it’s different waking up and not having to think on things to be accomplished before the next day comes. it’s rather rejuvenating.
shit happens, but things will be aight. y’all take care. i’ll catch a bunch of you at Laundry tomorow night for Jake’s performance ya? *salute
with all due respect. thanks for the 10months.
feels like it. thanks to you and i. your life is more than your own. it takes two to have fault. one commiting, and another pointing fingers. don’t assume your position precious. never know when your ripple can rip the other to shreds.
take heed you. take heed vix. like you, my life is not my own. taking heed i am.
(see why i cant do this anymore?…the sky never fails to fall)
tiff got me addicted to aqualung’s ‘brighter than sunshine’…not really the best song to try to fall asleep to. but it has enough subtle melancholia for a young wannabe hopeful… perfect for a wannabe chirpy moodlum like i.
this would be my second out of 3 weeks in which the events team and i are to work through sunny weekends and shower mornings. i could hear my muscles tense up in the mornings and break loose when i return to the pillows. strange enough…i enjoy this; and hate it when it climaxes everyday. it’s another love-hate relationship…my life story really. but no..keep that sympathy now. you’ll regret when i flip a finger and use it to shut myself off.
good night world. i’m in lust with your make-believe vampires.
where’s the new fresh breathe of clarity i’m suppose to have?
i’ve been laying off the vegies for a near week now. preassured by paranoia, righteouness and too many signs that’s pushing me away from the pot. it felt good… dont get me wrong, i’ve been doing quite alright…til i got home all alone today and, here i am. this. drowning in deftones and deaf from conscience.
i’m going one on one with it tonight. no distractions, no buzz, no high and no self-decievement. and fuck what they say, i’m rushing this out perfect like a royal flush. it’s like a self-test; i have to ace. if i can’t, it means the 1 year that i’ve been flirting with it got me punked like a bitch. you know…your mind becomes a slave to your body..so on..so on..like a love-turned-sex-based relationship. it leaves a sour residue deep down when you sleep. a dissapointment.
Dennis is down again. advancing on with Menace II Society. his solo effort, due early 2007. better watch out, the dude got strong players behind his back, i expect nothing but a good dope alb. Ace that shit brah! fookin proud of you nig!Qube and I are to start recording this month, the year’s been a basket of nuts and stones. this will be the labour of everything for the last 2 years since 3Flow started. A VIP/FLowFam effrt must be slated…guys,we should start on this one. a proper compilation; The members by far, has grown to become new benchmark hitters. from Sleeq to Richard, Kayda to Kiddo, and of course, the currently blazin Undefined. 07 will be a good year.
for now, let me get through this evening.
shalome. 22s.
i call her lips Nanny Inertia,
the lonelier night’s leisure saviour,
tanned but colder than the average tone,
lock a few right licks on her left zone to win a moan.
but winter’s nearly gone, here’s the solstice,
allow the snowy memories melt and seal secrets with a last kiss,
we bastards, we swing and allow ourselves to roam,
but if you miss this, wait on my bed i’ll be right home.
heh. just felt cocky.
