Friday

Its friday once again. As this year flies by all I notice are the Fridays. I can go kick it with my friends and stay out late. i can go anywhere and do anything. I don't have to worry about school. The best thing is that I don't have to worry about going home early. This Friday is the football game. I go with all my friends. We hang out before it starts then we go like twenty minutes into the game. We all kick it and have a good time for the night. Then we go home and sleep and eat. Its been really hot lately so tonight should be nice. I might not go to the game because my friend is having a party but I'm not sure yet. I will probably end up going to the game tho. The game is closer but I really want to go because all my main friends are going to be there. I might as well not go to the game and see whats happening at that party. I can't miss out on seeing my friends cause I don't know the next time we all going to be together again. I wonder what type of girls are going. I wanna get my fuck on. If there are any sexy girls there I'm gonna spit some game. If it happens then I know I made the right choice of going to the party. Alright well lets see how this night goes. Peace blog.

Music

Music is my life. I can't live without my iPod. I listen to my music everyday and all day. It helps me think about things. Anytime I fell mad I turn on my music beacause it clears my mind of all the bad things. I connect to most of the songs that I listen to. They make sense to me. I always need to have my iPod on me or I don't feel right. I get bored when I leave my iPod at home because I don't have any backround music which helps me stay in the flow of things. Some of the songs motivate me to get up and get things done instead of being lazy. The beat has to be perfect and the words have to make sense to motivate me. Plus the song has to connect to me in some way. I do things faster when im listening to my music because I feel like I can't be interupted or distracted. My favorite rapper is Lil Rue. He slaps so hard. He makes sense and he flows really good. My favorite genre is rap. I like the underground Oakland rappers. They have the bet music. All the mainstream artists are not even that good because they went mainstream. For example, Lil Wayne is one of the most known rappers. His music use to be good until he went super mainstream. Now I can't stand listening to his new songs. People like J Stalin, Shady Nate, Philthy Rich etc. are the people i can listen to and not be like "What the fuck is this."

School

School is the most boring thing I have ever had to sit threw. I get that we as students need to make good grades so we can have a good future and stuff. I just don't get that we have to do all of this work. We get piles of homework and we have to stay up late just to finish. I do not understand why we have homework. The teachers go to fast in class and make no sense. Then they expect us to be able to go home and do a shit load of homework. Its not like we have homework in just one class.We have homework in almost every class. Some classes are harder than the other classes. Some homework takes longer than other homework. I can do the easy stuff and some of the harder stuff but I can't get it all done. Then the tests are really hard. We have to remember everything we learned from the time period of two weeks. It would be easier if we only had one class a day so i can focus on only one subject instead of having to worry about three or four main subjects and one or two electives. I would be able to do the homework and remember what we specifically learned that day appose to trying to remember what we did and what we learned in three or more subjects. I hate school.

Parents

My parents are fucking annoying. They don't ever stop to hear what i have to say about anything. They just keeps talking and cutting me off. I want to be able to get my word in. That makes me mad that they can't even give me a chance to explain myself. And when they do, they don't even believe me. My parents can't trust me because they don't think I'm trustworthy. That makes me want to punch them in the face. I'm not of course,but they get on my nerves. They expect me to be able to do everything. I'm only human. I have to do things one at a time and it takes me longer than usual to do things. Why can't they be more understanding? I try to prove them wrong but it takes a lot of work. They don't understand that other things are happening in my life that i want to deal with first before do anything else. I love my parents but they just don't know what its like. I have desires and school is not one of them. Its a priority. That doesn't mean I want to do it.

What happened?

One day this boy named Bobby woke up and realized he had no hand. It looked like it had been cut off. It didn't hurt where his hand use to be. He tried to think of how he lost his hand. He was having a few drinks with his friends and one thing led to another. He doesn't remember anything after taking his fifth shot. He starts calling all the people he was with the night before. No one is answering their phones. He becomes a little worried. He starts thinking if i lost my hand what happened to all of my friends. He goes downstairs and turns on the tv. He is watching the news. There is something about an oil spill. He changes the channel to another news station. Suddenly, he sees the new iPhone 4s came out today. He then hears "Coming up after the break, three guys were killed last night in a stabbing. Cops are still looking for the suspect." He realizes that that was him. When his friends pictures came up on the screen he Knew what he had done. He quickly gathers his things and what he needs to survive. He throws them in the truck and leaves his house. While he is driving he sees a cop behind him so he gets paranoid. He speeds up and the cop chases after him. After a couple minutes he looks in his mirror and sees seven more cops behind him. He is desperately trying to get away. When suddenly he smashes into a pole. All he hears is "Hey are you ok? Hello?" He feels a push on his left shoulder. His eyes open really quick and he sees his son standing over him. "Dad were you having a bad dream or something, you were tossing and turning and you were sleep talking."

Response Post: Oakland

 I hate how white people got to stare at me and my friends when we at stores .- Vincent Ly


i agree with Vincent. Everyone in Alameda looks at us like we are wanted or something. Why? Because we look different and we talk different. We wouldn't have a problem with you if you didn't stare at us. Oakland is not a bad place. I was born and raised in the bay. People look at me as if I'm gonna kill them just because my pants are off my ass and because i wear big shirts. This really irritates me. I thought people in Alameda were alright but now i realize that they are judgmental and don't are about you. If they had the chance they would remove every person that looks "ghetto". I don't feel like everyone is watching me when I'm in Oakland. I can walk around and not have to worry about feeling outta place or anything because everyone or mostly everyone dresses the same and has the same appearance. i like it out there a lot and I'm more comfortable there. I live in Alameda. I hate it because i hate mostly everyone here. Everyone here is fake and i can't relate to any of them. I only have a few friends that know what i mean. 

Response post: Depression

Well thats how i feel and its horrible i hate it but whats the point of doing anything fuck it just a waste of time in my eyes. - Michaels Hulihan

I disagree with you because if u were depressed its not like you can't talk to anyone to get that off your mind. If you really don't pay mind to the problems other people are having and pay attention to yours then you'll be fine. I went through the same things you are going through now. Its hard but if you focus on what you're supposed to do and what you want to do, then u have no time to worry about anybody elses problems. You also mentioned that you barely see your dad. I think you shuld just have a couple days a week to see him. Make plans on seeing him every week and you wont feel like you have no dad. I did that and it helped me a lot. My dad and mom hate eachother but i see both of them equally now. The fighting made me sad because they did it like I wasn't there. I hate hearing what they say to eachother. You need a friend to talk to a relive stress. It keeps your mind off of the bad things and keeps you living in the moment and not worrying about your problems