Soulja Boy Review!
April 1st, 2008, 1:00 A.M.
Another typical day, not much new. All four of my classes are on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, joy. Oh, and a bit of work at the end of the day. A question I often get asked is why do you put yourself through such a strenuous schedule? Honestly, I don't know. Sometimes I feel it fulfills the general loss of purpose I sometimes suffer from.
Keeping busy is my anti-drug, it keeps me from going insane. I am the kind of person that always has to be doing something. Yet, I sometimes live life as a contradiction, sometimes I just like to shut myself off from the world, chill to myself and listen to some good Biggie or TuPac. Add a beer and you know what? Life couldn't be better.
Sometimes, my methods of relaxation drive people crazy. Once in in the zone, you ain't gettin me out. it's like pushing Oprah off of a treadmill. Unless you got money, it just won't happen. Once I'm out of it, I do so much work, burn myself out and go back into my zone. If this is how life is going to be, except we replace school with a hopefully high-paying job, then hey, nothing to fear, not even death. Life's too short for bullshit anyway.
Seeing as that paragraph completely lacked sarcasm except making fun of that whale Oprah, I stumbled across a video, about a 10 million dollar diamond being sold in Asia. W...T...F? What kind of an idiot would spend that huge cash to get...a rock? Sure, it's a pretty rock, and it shines...but...that's all it does. Does it do your work for you? No. Does it slap ho's for you? Well, unless you're using the diamond to do it yourself, (ouch, pimp-slapped) that's also a no. Does it even know your name? Nope, just like most of the people we ever meet or your future supervisors, it'll never know.
So why spend that much money on a rock? Seriously, with ten million, that's ten Ferraris, About 40 Dodge Vipers, more than I will ever make in my lifetime, sadly, no matter what kind of a job we get that isn't illegal in most states, and it should cover next semester's textbook price tag. I understand people enjoy wasting their money in this country, for necessities such as 78 inch HDTV's, running a dirty campaign to become an underpaid and overpowered President, or a 40 room mansion for a 3 person family. Wasting money folks, but it seems that the country has wised up with the economic downturn, and now the politicos in Washington are shaking.
Oh sure, send 'em a tax rebate, Bush, but the best thing that will accomplish is not us running out to McDonald's and buying twenty cheeseburgers in a half-assed attempt to boost the economy. It'll probably save hundreds, perhaps thousands of homes from being foreclosed in May, but I'm sure the foreclosure increase in June once that meager 900 dollar check runs out will reflect that.
"Good going, you lame duck. You've fucked up America."
That's all, folks. OH NO, wait, what about the Soulja Boy?!
SUPERMAN THAT HO!
...APRIL FOOLS, LOLMAO!
Hey, that RHYMES!
Sorry guys, that one's for tomorrow.
Sorry for getting any hopes up. But hey, Nas put it best, Life's a Bitch.
Comments welcome as always.
Brian
One Love
Another typical day, not much new. All four of my classes are on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, joy. Oh, and a bit of work at the end of the day. A question I often get asked is why do you put yourself through such a strenuous schedule? Honestly, I don't know. Sometimes I feel it fulfills the general loss of purpose I sometimes suffer from.
Keeping busy is my anti-drug, it keeps me from going insane. I am the kind of person that always has to be doing something. Yet, I sometimes live life as a contradiction, sometimes I just like to shut myself off from the world, chill to myself and listen to some good Biggie or TuPac. Add a beer and you know what? Life couldn't be better.
Sometimes, my methods of relaxation drive people crazy. Once in in the zone, you ain't gettin me out. it's like pushing Oprah off of a treadmill. Unless you got money, it just won't happen. Once I'm out of it, I do so much work, burn myself out and go back into my zone. If this is how life is going to be, except we replace school with a hopefully high-paying job, then hey, nothing to fear, not even death. Life's too short for bullshit anyway.
Seeing as that paragraph completely lacked sarcasm except making fun of that whale Oprah, I stumbled across a video, about a 10 million dollar diamond being sold in Asia. W...T...F? What kind of an idiot would spend that huge cash to get...a rock? Sure, it's a pretty rock, and it shines...but...that's all it does. Does it do your work for you? No. Does it slap ho's for you? Well, unless you're using the diamond to do it yourself, (ouch, pimp-slapped) that's also a no. Does it even know your name? Nope, just like most of the people we ever meet or your future supervisors, it'll never know.
So why spend that much money on a rock? Seriously, with ten million, that's ten Ferraris, About 40 Dodge Vipers, more than I will ever make in my lifetime, sadly, no matter what kind of a job we get that isn't illegal in most states, and it should cover next semester's textbook price tag. I understand people enjoy wasting their money in this country, for necessities such as 78 inch HDTV's, running a dirty campaign to become an underpaid and overpowered President, or a 40 room mansion for a 3 person family. Wasting money folks, but it seems that the country has wised up with the economic downturn, and now the politicos in Washington are shaking.
Oh sure, send 'em a tax rebate, Bush, but the best thing that will accomplish is not us running out to McDonald's and buying twenty cheeseburgers in a half-assed attempt to boost the economy. It'll probably save hundreds, perhaps thousands of homes from being foreclosed in May, but I'm sure the foreclosure increase in June once that meager 900 dollar check runs out will reflect that.
"Good going, you lame duck. You've fucked up America."
That's all, folks. OH NO, wait, what about the Soulja Boy?!
SUPERMAN THAT HO!
...APRIL FOOLS, LOLMAO!
Hey, that RHYMES!
Sorry guys, that one's for tomorrow.
Sorry for getting any hopes up. But hey, Nas put it best, Life's a Bitch.
Comments welcome as always.
Brian
One Love