the weekend ends
HAPPY 4TH of JULY!!!
I spent my 4th at the house of my first real crush, ms. Rebecca Lutie Taub (you know its a REAL crush because I know her whole government name). Oh I enjoyed it. I drank (man I really don't drink, but shit...I got festive for the occasion), I ref'd a Beruit game, and I had walked around random people with my pants down, as well as letting a girl I didn't know touch my genitals, more than once. Heheheheh It was good clean fun. I must say, cebca's friends are very interesting people. They are all pretty cool, pretty jewish, and pretty(the girls anyway). The events that transpired at cebca's house were extremely induced by alcohol and drugs, and you know what...It wasn't that bad. I smoked with cebca and her friend lauren (I believe that is her name...Cebca if u read this, make sure to correct me). She was a beautiful spirit. She was funny, good natured, and pretty cool. She explained to me that she was going to UNC and that she'll have her own place in North Carolina on the beach. WOW I would love that. Then I also meet this kid named Jim, who was Hilarious. This other kid named Bob was pretty cool, but he had an interesting piercing on his dick, and I did not care to look at it. Also there was this girl named Rachel who was cool, and she knew of me through Claire and Greg Jaffe. She was nice, and she was awefully comfortable with herself, and her boyfriend, because they were virtually going at it all the time. Well let me not exaggerate, but they did alot of PDA. She also took a picture where she lifted up her skirt...I was like werd? ANYWAY there was this one chick, named Alli. Now she was a real cool girl. She was also part of the sweeping phenomena in the U.S. What is this phenomena you ask? Well to inform you, she was a white girl with a fat ass (now to some of you, this may not be appealing, but to us negroids, this is REDICULOUS, because it is SUCH an abnormality). So of all the hot girls that were there, I was drawn to her. She knew DC. Not only did she know him, she knew his alias, Chocolate Thunder. Anyway we called him to come through, and he did. Now this pissed me off in a way. I was like, Wait, DCal, the anti-social black man, knows this girl. But he doesn't hang out with her, nor her homegirl, and he def didn't hang out with Cebca. It just didn't make sense. But she quickly wanted some chocolate, so I couldn't hate. Better us than them...JUST kidding. I called molly to see what she was doin, and then she came through. It was good to see her. She was hanging out with her homegirls and we chatted a lil, and then she bounced...ssssssoooooooooo then I went home with daniel and his horny homegirl.
The 4th was FUN indeed. Cebca is the BEST because she is hilarious, hot and hella cool. It reminded me of why she was the best. We talked about all kinds of things. How I ran around naked with Emily Kimmel, and how she wished Jessica didn't condescend her sometimes, and all other kinds of things. My dearest Cebca, I hope we spend more time together this summer.
SO this week will be the start of the Half-way mark at Summerbridge. Im surprised that we haven't hung out with each other. I feel like I need to initiate some sort of thing for our group so that we can all hang out or something. That shit would be phat. THey are an awful great bunch of kids, and we are really coming together in a way that I haven't seen with the other groups. It reminds me of Lisa. Lisa was a girl I worked with the first summer. I always enjoyed her company. I wish I had her phone # or something. I wanted to keep in touch with her. She goes to Swarthmore College and she was into Edgar Allen Poe. To my recollection, she was a deep person, and I digged that about her. To my disadvantage, she liked girls...but hey, you deal.
Im not doing so well with my relationship with my mom. She just seems to bitch. Now let me preface this. I don't want to sound like the regular teenager who hates the advice that my parents give me; and to be honest, alot of the stuff my mom says, I agree with. However, there is something I don't understand. My mom is supposed to be my first teacher. She is supposed to be the first person to show me fairness, justice, and jurisprudence. And if not all of that, at least some variation of it. I don't understand how she can just be leading us off of her own will. Human will is not inately GOOD. No matter how much we want to think that, we are not inately good. A prime example of this is our adolescent years. We want to be more independent. Our parents want us to be more dependent. I just doesn't always work out. Now, my mom swears she has been a golden child. But I dont believe that. Nor do I believe that she always has the right answer. It does not mean that i wil disobey. I will have to find out some way of letting her know that she's wrong, but not through my words. Nigerian culture is such that the kids are looked at as insolent and abhorrent, and if they even say something like there parents are wrong, they are not good children. I don't agree with this philosophy, because it employs pride in a blind fashion. Thats wrong. but hey, who am i to say anything. untill next time kids...peace
I spent my 4th at the house of my first real crush, ms. Rebecca Lutie Taub (you know its a REAL crush because I know her whole government name). Oh I enjoyed it. I drank (man I really don't drink, but shit...I got festive for the occasion), I ref'd a Beruit game, and I had walked around random people with my pants down, as well as letting a girl I didn't know touch my genitals, more than once. Heheheheh It was good clean fun. I must say, cebca's friends are very interesting people. They are all pretty cool, pretty jewish, and pretty(the girls anyway). The events that transpired at cebca's house were extremely induced by alcohol and drugs, and you know what...It wasn't that bad. I smoked with cebca and her friend lauren (I believe that is her name...Cebca if u read this, make sure to correct me). She was a beautiful spirit. She was funny, good natured, and pretty cool. She explained to me that she was going to UNC and that she'll have her own place in North Carolina on the beach. WOW I would love that. Then I also meet this kid named Jim, who was Hilarious. This other kid named Bob was pretty cool, but he had an interesting piercing on his dick, and I did not care to look at it. Also there was this girl named Rachel who was cool, and she knew of me through Claire and Greg Jaffe. She was nice, and she was awefully comfortable with herself, and her boyfriend, because they were virtually going at it all the time. Well let me not exaggerate, but they did alot of PDA. She also took a picture where she lifted up her skirt...I was like werd? ANYWAY there was this one chick, named Alli. Now she was a real cool girl. She was also part of the sweeping phenomena in the U.S. What is this phenomena you ask? Well to inform you, she was a white girl with a fat ass (now to some of you, this may not be appealing, but to us negroids, this is REDICULOUS, because it is SUCH an abnormality). So of all the hot girls that were there, I was drawn to her. She knew DC. Not only did she know him, she knew his alias, Chocolate Thunder. Anyway we called him to come through, and he did. Now this pissed me off in a way. I was like, Wait, DCal, the anti-social black man, knows this girl. But he doesn't hang out with her, nor her homegirl, and he def didn't hang out with Cebca. It just didn't make sense. But she quickly wanted some chocolate, so I couldn't hate. Better us than them...JUST kidding. I called molly to see what she was doin, and then she came through. It was good to see her. She was hanging out with her homegirls and we chatted a lil, and then she bounced...ssssssoooooooooo then I went home with daniel and his horny homegirl.
The 4th was FUN indeed. Cebca is the BEST because she is hilarious, hot and hella cool. It reminded me of why she was the best. We talked about all kinds of things. How I ran around naked with Emily Kimmel, and how she wished Jessica didn't condescend her sometimes, and all other kinds of things. My dearest Cebca, I hope we spend more time together this summer.
SO this week will be the start of the Half-way mark at Summerbridge. Im surprised that we haven't hung out with each other. I feel like I need to initiate some sort of thing for our group so that we can all hang out or something. That shit would be phat. THey are an awful great bunch of kids, and we are really coming together in a way that I haven't seen with the other groups. It reminds me of Lisa. Lisa was a girl I worked with the first summer. I always enjoyed her company. I wish I had her phone # or something. I wanted to keep in touch with her. She goes to Swarthmore College and she was into Edgar Allen Poe. To my recollection, she was a deep person, and I digged that about her. To my disadvantage, she liked girls...but hey, you deal.
Im not doing so well with my relationship with my mom. She just seems to bitch. Now let me preface this. I don't want to sound like the regular teenager who hates the advice that my parents give me; and to be honest, alot of the stuff my mom says, I agree with. However, there is something I don't understand. My mom is supposed to be my first teacher. She is supposed to be the first person to show me fairness, justice, and jurisprudence. And if not all of that, at least some variation of it. I don't understand how she can just be leading us off of her own will. Human will is not inately GOOD. No matter how much we want to think that, we are not inately good. A prime example of this is our adolescent years. We want to be more independent. Our parents want us to be more dependent. I just doesn't always work out. Now, my mom swears she has been a golden child. But I dont believe that. Nor do I believe that she always has the right answer. It does not mean that i wil disobey. I will have to find out some way of letting her know that she's wrong, but not through my words. Nigerian culture is such that the kids are looked at as insolent and abhorrent, and if they even say something like there parents are wrong, they are not good children. I don't agree with this philosophy, because it employs pride in a blind fashion. Thats wrong. but hey, who am i to say anything. untill next time kids...peace