I had a long post about Drake

I had a long post about Drake and how I couldn’t make up my mind about him, but I never finished it and it’s way overdue, so fuck it.

I was going to talk about:

-How I think he can rap

-He can rap, but doesn’t deserve shine over other, far more talented artists because he’s just a rich Jewish black boy from Canada who has industry hookups from his TV career

-He’s fucking annoying

-He needs to stop trying to be the next Wayne

But who cares anymore? I mean, he’s already famous and people love him. All I’m saying is this: for someone who has blown up so fast and obviously not without help from others, he doesn’t deserve to act like he’s the shit 24/7 a la Yeezy. Even though I’m about 23% glad that he is bringing some decent rhymes back to the radio (especially since Hov turned super old and started to sound like a malfunctioning rapping robot), you need to pay SOME dues.

THIS IS FOR DOROTHY YOUNG

I AM ON BREAK NOW AND I AM UPDATING MY BLOG. “WHY?,” YOU ASK, AM I TYPING IN ALL CAPS? WELL, IT’S CAUSE I HAVEN’T UPDATED MY SHIT IN SO LONG THAT I’M TRYING IN ALL POSSIBLE WAYS TO COMPENSATE FOR MY ABSENCE.

WHY IS THAT AFTER A WHILE, IT GETS SO HARD TO UPDATE A BLOG AND CONSISTENTLY SAY SHIT THAT MATTERS?

I’LL BE BACK

recap of the past few weeks? months?

oh shit! look what my parents got me for christmas. this is great cause i really haven’t gotten a good present in a while (not that i really ever wanted anything). finally i can make decent videos and not have to rely on my REALLY SHITTY camera phone.

speaking of shitty camera phone, here are some pics from the past few weeks/months.

ran into edward cullen on halloween.

eric’s birthday bash

yelp holiday partay. shit was crazy.

mami’s 31st birthday.

me and heidi @ another yelp thing

i just like this photo of me.

and there you have it! i figured i owe the 7 of you who read this blog a little recap of what’s been going on in my life. although not much, i hope it was entertaining.

i understand that love comes and goes

but why does it feel entirely new each time?

nothing’s wrong—well, not really

i’m just saying

random thought i need to write down cause im high

awareness of racial issues in america is essential for its continual prosperity. a common view of individuals who choose to keep racial issues and dynamics in their conversations is that they are out to make certain groups of people feel guilty about themselves for whatever social ills that have plagued our country. this conception can be so reinforced that for this reason many people refuse to even engage in such dialogue, presuming from the jump that the discussion will be one-sided and even pointless.

on the contrary, racial dialogue should be the opposite. it should be about spreading truth and getting people in tune with the reality that other racial groups face—getting them to realize that just because they don’t experience our reality, it doesn’t make it any less true. it shouldn’t be about getting white people (or any other racial group, for that matter) to feel guilty for the sins of their ancestors. it’s about nudging them in the position where they can accept the reality of the racial climate in america: that it is complicated, and often unfair. it’s about getting people to understand that they are privileged and disadvantaged in their own ways, despite any variations in socioeconomic status.

getting people to think about these things and promoting dialogue between individuals who would otherwise be unwilling to delve into these matters does more good for the world than people may think. like i mentioned above: it’s not about forcing doctrine down throats or proving anyone wrong. the sharing of experiences and ideas results in natural social change—even if it may be slow change—, and this is the kind of change we need.

so it’s the first time i’ve been home for more than half an hour in a few months. strange, it feels exactly the same as it did before, except we have no cable now (GAH). i’m sitting in the exact same room (which, since i left, has been turned into my dad’s computer room/mega’s chillin out room) listening to music that only i would play here.

my license is about to be fucking suspended in a month unless i pay off all the fees i owe for the two moving violations i caught in the past 6 months. SO WACK. it’s obviously my fault for getting pulled over (and for forgetting the court dates i was supposed to attend) but you can’t help but be pissed at the whole traffic/police system in the city. they’re all just out for money and trying to meet their evil quotas. fuck that. jen got her car towed a few weeks ago cause my bitch ass neighbor felt that she was blocking his driveway, even though she hardly was and he still got in his driveway perfectly fine. he could have just left a note, but more importantly, the cop that showed up should have seen that it wasn’t such a big deal. and you end up having to pay like 500 bucks. for what?

anyway this is a really unorganized post; i’m off to blockbuster to pick up some movie goodness.