Pretty vs Beauty

Ladies and germs, here we are once again. By now, yall should know that these topics for my post are totally random. I don't sit down, and think about what I going to talk about.  This ideas just going to me, and this topic is no different.  As I was on the gram *instagram for those who didn't know* I was looking at some random pictures.  As I looked on, I saw some pictures of different females. When I looked at the photos, I saw that all of the pictures showcased pretty females. I saw a few pictures of female that looked gorgeous. As I continued to few this picture, I noticed that not one picture that I saw was showed a beautiful female. I then began to question what does it mean to be beautiful vs what does it mean to be pretty, and ladies and germs that I what I will try to explain on this post.

What does it mean to be pretty?  Well according to dictionary.com, pretty is defined as "pleasing or attractive to the eye, as by delicacy or gracefulness: a pretty face". To be pretty is something from a physical standpoint.  In general, to be pretty you have to only look good. Just by that standard alone, there's a lot of pretty people in the world.  There are people who will pay top dollar to be considered pretty in the world's view. While being pretty is OK, what else will that get you? You can get all the complements in the world for you outward appearence, but what about the inside? You have to process more than looks. I have seen a lot of pretty females in my life, but their attitudes make take away from their appearance. Kanye West once said in All Falls Down "the prettiest people do the ugliest things on the road to richest and diamond rings." Looks will only get you so far in life, and after they fade away what do you have left? Nothing, plain and simple. Now that we have defined pretty,  let's move on to beauty.

What does it mean to have beauty?  Once again, we go to dictionary.com for the definition for this words. Beauty is defined as" the quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations (as shape, color, sound, etc.), a meaningful design or pattern, or something else (as a personality in which high spiritual qualities are manifest)." To further go on, beautiful is defined as "having beauty; possessing qualities that give great pleasure or satisfaction to see, hear, think about, etc.; delighting the senses or mind: a beautiful dress; a beautiful speech." Beauty is subjective. If you ask what makes a person beautiful, you will get a million different responses.  Since I am writing this, I will tell you what I found beautiful in a female.  What makes a female beautiful to me is a number of things. It can be as simple as the way she smiles,her laugh, her eyes, and the way she carries herself. It can be complex as the way she views the world, the conversation that we have, her mind, her personality, and other things. I find one thing that really makes a girl beautiful is if she can stimulate my mind. These things among others are what makes a female beautiful to me.

So after reading all of this, you may be wondering what makes me the expect of pretty vs beauty. Well yo be honest, I am not an expert. I just speaking on the experience that I have had. Like I said earlier, throughout my 25 years on this earth,  I have seen my fair share of pretty females.  After getting to know some of these females, their basic/bad personality overshadowed there looks. After that happened, then they just became a basic female.  When it comes to beauty, I can honestly say that I have met a few females that had a few beautiful qualities,  but I have truly have met only one beautiful female in my life.  She had all the qualities that I have mentioned that makes a female beautiful plus she also had a X Factor to her. I would go on about her but that's not what this post is about.

Once again folks, we have come to the end of another post. I gave yall my opinion on what the difference between being pretty vs being beautiful.  At the end of the day, it is up to each person to define the difference between these two terms. As the old phrases goes, "Beauty is in the eye if the beholder. " Well that is all for this post. As always,  live life, be great,  and do dope shit.

The 24 Year Journey

Well ladies and germs, it is the third Sunday in June which mean it is father's day. Now this day is meant to honor the father's or a father figure in a person's life.  That what the holiday is meant for, but over the years this day has morphed into different things depending on who you ask.  Some people still honor the true meaning of this day. Some people treat this say as a second mothers day. Some people decide to take this day a bash their dads. Now everyone has their own right and reason to treat this day in however way they choose to. This post is not meant to bash no one. This is just my journey on the 24 years it took me to say happy father's day to the one person I used to detest the most. To get to where I could say happy father's day, we got to start at the beginning.

For much of my early life, I didn't know who my father was. I knew I had one but if I had to pick him out from a group of people,  I would fail at the task. The earliest I think I remember seeing him was like when I was 4 or 5. I think he came by and visit me but again I am not for sure about this. Now every since I could remember, I would get a call from him around my birthday and I would always get the one thing I asked him to get me.  At the time that was cool with me since I never asked to see/know him. To know I had a dad was good enough for me. All of that changed one faithful Saturday afternoon. 

When I was either 10 or 11, I was doing what most kids did on a Saturday morning;  wake up super early just to watch cartoons.  Well just as Power Rangers was just about to come on, my grandma tells me that there's someone here to see me. Rather than go right away to see who the person was, I was trying to keep on watching Power Rangers.  After 3 minutes,  I got up and went to see who this person was. I go to the living room and I see this man sitting there just staring at me. After a few minutes he asked me did I knew who he was. After I said no, he told me he was my dad. Most people would have been shocked, mad, or happy to finally see their dad. Not me. To be honest, I didn't feel one way or another.  I was just glad I had a face to put the voice too. After about a 30 minute talk, he got in his car and left. When he left, I didn't see him for a long time.

The years that followed this meeting,  I started to get mad at him.  It wasn't for him not being apart of my life. I was mad because I thought I would see him more but I didn't. I knew he was in the army and that took up his time, but trying telling that to a growing teenage boy. During our teen years,  nothing logical makes sense to us. He would still call and give me the one gift for my birthday,  but after a while that wasn't enough.  In the purest and simplest way, I just wanted my dad. During this time,  I got the idea that I didn't want to get marries because I didn't want to have kids and leave them like he did to me. I didn't want to become my father.

Fast forward to my senior year of high school,  everything was going good for me. I was making good grades and I was on track to graduating. Then one day,  my mom tells me that my dad was coming in town and wanted to see me. At first,  I didn't want to see him or want nothing to do with him. On the day of the meet, my aunt told me that no matter what he was still my dad. Just hear him out and forget about the past. With that in mind, I went and saw him. Little did I know that he would bring along my little brother that I would meet for the first time.  So we spent the day together. We talked,  laughed,  and had some real father/son time. All of that,  all of the ill feelings I once had for him went away. 

After that day, things changed.  We talked more, email each other, and had our own version of father/son time. It didn't matter that I didn't see him cause I felt for once that he really cared for me. He came to my high school graduation, and I spent a whole with him and my step mom for a whole week. For then on out, I thought nothing would come between us.  Boy was I wrong. Everything changed when I got to college.

Now I am on my own. I was having my first taste of freedom.  I really didn't have a care in the world other than my school work. While I was in school, the talks between us became fewer and fewer. Eventually,  they didn't happen at all. To be honest. I couldn't tell you why this happened. Then one day, I get a call from my mom that my dad had stopped putting money in my account.  This came out of nowhere. He didn't even give me a reason for this.  After that,  I wanted nothing to do with him. Then after eight months of not talking, we soft of made up with each other,  but it would not last long.

It is the week after my 20th birthday and I was home for Christmas break.  On one Saturday,  my mom tells me that my dad is on his way to pick me up. Now I at this point,  I not mad at him. I just didn't want nothing to do with him. He comes by and picks me up. We try and have a conversation, but that was a waste of time.  We get to the mall and he ask me have I ever had pedicure before.  I tell him no, and he says let's go get one. I tell him no, he asked why I didn't want one and I tell him that I don't want no one messing with my feet. At this point,  I can clearly tell that he is pissed off. We get to the food court and we start talking.  He asked me did I know when was he birthday.  When I told him I didn't know,  he flipped.  He would go on to say "You wonder why I didn't call and tell you happy birthday this year?  It is not because I forgot. It is because I didn't want to. If you are not going to tell me happy birthday then I won't tell you happy birthday neither." When he said that, I was crushed.  At that point, no one had ever hurt me like he did. He hurt me so bad that I want to cry. The reason that hurt me so much because it was like he was telling me that I didn't matter to him anymore.  I told my mom what happened,  and she would tell me don't worry about him because everything would be alright.  Even though I said ok, deep down inside I knew it wouldn't be alright.

For the next three years. I didn't talk to him or have shit to do with him. He was basically dead to mr. If anyone would ask when was the last time I talked to him. I would instantly get mad. I didn't want him to be apart of my life and I didn't want to be a part of his. My old ideas of being alone forever came back and were stronger than ever.  I Honestly felt like that was the only way not to turn out like him. I would speak to him until Thanksgiving of 2012.

He called my phone and I ignored it. I didn't want to talk to him. Then he called the house.  Even though I didn't want to talk to him, I was forced to.  After about 3 minutes into the phone, he asked why I haven't called him.  At that moment,  I just unleashed on the pinned up emotions I had about him. I let him know exactly how I felt. Even though my family heard me, I didn't care.  Afterward,  he asked did I want him at my college graduation.  At first I told him he could come if he wanted to, but then I just told him to come. Before i said goodbye, just e would drop a bombshell, telling me i had a little brother and sister.  After I hung up, I was wondering why I said he could come to my graduation. In retrospect,  that was probably the best choice I could have made.

Here is the day of my college graduation.  The day I have been looking forward for the longest. I was not going to let anyone or anything ruin my day. Hearing my named called and walking across the stage to get my degree has been one of the best feelings I have had do far. After graduation was over, I spoke to everyone and took some pictures. Then about an hour and a half later, we go to chedders to have my graduation dinner.  Now while we was waiting to be sittied, my dad was just sitting by himself. My grandma told me to go over there and talked to him. As I was going over there,  he got up and went outside.  At that moment is when I realized I was doing to him what I felt like he was doing to me all these years.  I didn't want him to feel like that.  I went outside and talked to him, and from then on everything has been good between us.

We talk like twice a month about any and everything. It really feel like that I am wanted, and loved by my dad. That is what I wanted all of this time. It even gotten to the point that I did two things that I never thought I would do. Last I told him happy father's day. Then when his birthday came around, told him happy birthday.  He would go on to tell me that meant the most to him since I never told him that before. It made me happy that I could make him happy.  To this day, we keep in contact on the regular.  Nothing could be better between us.

Well ladies and germs, that is my story.  What is the point of this story you may ask? To be honest,  it doesn't have a point.  If you can take one thing away from this stroy is that it's never too late to start a new beginning. Even if are mad at your father, be grateful that you have one. If you know who your dad is, get in contact with him and start/strength your relationship with him. If you don't know him, just be thankful that he help give you life and tell the father figure in your life how much you love/appreciate him.. Just keep in mind with out our dads, none of us would be here. Well folks, that is all for this post. As always live life, be great, and do dope shit.

New Legends

Well ladies and germs, today's post is made on a somber and hopeful out look.  As you make know, we lost a hero, a pioneer, a trailblazer,  and most importantly a legend.  The person in who I speaking about is none other than Dr. Maya Angelo. Through her life, she was a champion of freedom and equality.  She touched the world through stories, poems, and music. With her 86 years of life,  she received many awards, honors, but more importantly, she changed the world.  With her words, she inspired people to love themselves, respect themselves, and thrive for greatness.  As she transcend into a higher plane, we are left with one less light in the world.  With her passing, I start to think about the legends that have left their mark on the world and how they are leaving this plane of existence.  I as being yo think about who will fill in the void they have left behind.  In a sense,  I started to wonder "Who and where are the legends?" 

Now before we begin look for our new legends, we have to figure out what qualities qualify a person to be a legend. These qualities my vary from people to person, but at the end I believe there are a few qualities that all legends share. One quality is a urge to change an aspect of the world.  Whether they be equal rights for all mankind, rights for animals, or just peace. Whenever there is a need for a change in the world, these people take the charge and set out to make that change. Another quality is that people believe in their cause. You can have a great movement/cause but if no one supports it,  then the message will not grow.  A great cause is just like a fire. It takes only a spark to set it off, but without the right environment, the fire will surely die out. Another quality that I believe is needed for a legend is something dramatic has to happen to the person to change the person for the person.  This event can either directly or indirectly happen to person. Most times, this event with set in motion the process of a person becoming a legend. At the end, i believe these are the most important quality in a legend.  One is when the person becomes the face of movement/cause they have either started or became a part of. Even after the person is gone, they will be remembered as the face of that moment. The other quality is the X Factor.  The X factor is something that can't be described.  It is just something that you feel and see. The most important quality in any legend is the power to influence other people.

Now when I think about legends, the people who come to mind are people like Nelson Mandela, Maya Angelou, Malcolm X,  Martin Luther King Jr, John Lennon, Steve Arwin, Bob Marley,  and Ghanda. What makes these people legends are all the things that I have mentioned plus so much more. These people have changed the world in various ways.  In fact, these legends have inspired other legends in the process. Along the way, these people became well known, had a following,  and begin changing the world. As they became famous and powerful,  ne thing that these legends did not do was let it go to their.  No matter how well known these people became, they did not look down on other people/think they were better than anyone. 

Now that we have talked about these past legends and what it takes to be a legend,  the question is are who are the new legends in today's world? To be honest, I have the slightest idea. I have not seen anybody who is legend. Some people may say that our president,  Barrack Obama, is a legend. I do not see it like that. If anything, he is a great speaker, and depending on who you ask he b is a great leader. He has could be a legend one day, but as of right now, he cannot be called a legend. Back to the question at hand, while right now we don't have any new legends that we know of, I honestly believe that we have people who are in the beginning process of becoming a legend.  The crazy thing is that these future legends don't even know what they will become. The interesting part is legends come out of all walks and of life and can be anyone. Hell, chef keef could be a legend that change the world one day. Just keep in mind that before he became Malcolm X, he was once Malcolm Little.

Where are the new legends?  There are out there in the world. They  may not be known to the world right now, but one day their influence will be felt through out the world and they will eventually change the world. They will cause people to wake up,  and challenge people to think and question what they believe.  Who knows who will become a legend.  Every one has the potential to become one. Who knows, the person who read this may become a legend.  Hell even I may be a  legend some where down the line. Now that would definitely be one for the record books. Well folks,  that's all for now. As always, life, be great, and do dope shit.

The Struggle Is Real But God Is Greater

As I look at my phone to see what time it is, the first thing that comes to mind is that I should be sleep because I got work in a few hours. Even though I should be sleep, I can't go to sleep. Why you may ask? Well I have been thinking about the things that have happened within the past 48 hours. To be honest this have not been the best few days, but today was really when i felt like I hit rock bottom, As the day continued on, I got to start thinking about everything and realized that everything is not as bad as it seems. As I was about to sleep, this whole thing kept on being on my mind. I believe I supposed to write about this to not make to just tell my story, but to also help someone who may be going through something similar. So with that being said, here we go.

Wednesday, there was a job fair so I decided to go to it in hopes of finding a better job. When I got there, there was companies there, but they were for jobs outside of my city. On top of that, it was mostly for jobs outside of Georgia. I go to the different booths to see want jobs they had, but nothing really caught my attention. After a while, I got to one booth and talk to the man representing the company. Now we was  talking for a good minute so in the back of my mind, I felt like I was going to hear some good news. Sadly this was not the case. Basically in a nutshell, he said he couldn't think of any positions that would fit me. After that, I felt the job fair. Later on that day, I checked my email. I receive an email from a job that i had applied for. When I read the email, it said that they have found another candidate that was better for the job. I have gotten so used to this emails that it doesn't bother me now.

Fast forward to Thursday, things really turn south. Now I was at work when this happened. I was on my break and once again decided to check my email. Turns out that the first email was from the company that I work for. It was regrading a job opening that had at another store. It was basically the same job that I have now. The only difference is that I could get holiday/vacation pay, and there could be chances to move up in the company. Before I opened the email, I that I was going to get this job. Unfortunately, this was not the case. The email stated that they have found other candidates that was more qualified for the job. The first thought that came to mind was "What The Fuck? How am I not qualified to do the EXACT SAME JOB?" To say that I was in a funk would be an understatement. When I got back from break, I did not want to be there at all. I really just wanted to quit a few times that day.

 As the day went on, I calmed down and thought about it.I just didn't think about these past two days, but just life in general. I was thinking why do I keep getting turned down for jobs. When i say i have applied for just about every job that I can think of, that would be an understatement. If you look in my email, you would see the many "thanks for applying for the position but we have found a better fit candidate." Like what do In have to do to work for you? I also thought about own it seems like I do almost do everything at work, but I still make shit. Like my cousin makes more money than I do, and I am the one with the college degree. As these thought flooded my mind, I was reminded of a quote that I saw on the internet. "Rejection is God's Redirection." That one quote made everything clear.

Why am I not landing the jobs that I apply for? Well to be honest, I maybe either not the right person for the job or these people think I will just quit when another job comes along.....which is true. In the bigger picture of these, I not supposed to be working at those companies. The other people who are more qualified for the jobs probably needed those jobs more than I do. that job could be the blessing that God has placed in that person's life. Another reason could be that I am not in the right place for the right job, and honestly I truly believe that. One more thing that I believe is that those jobs could distract me from doing what I am truly meant to do on this earth. With this blog, I feel like this will open doors for greater opportunities. Along with the blog, I also want to start a t-shirt line. I feel like my my t-shirt line can really be great. In the end, I know I am meant for greatness, and those job could have stopped me from achieving greatness.

"Rejection is God's Redirection." What is God is redirecting me to?  I have no idea. Only he knows what is in store for me, and what it will take for me to get to where i am meant to be. Maybe God is testing me. Maybe he is seeing if I will still praise him doing this hard spot.  Maybe all of this is to humble me. Maybe this is all setting me up for something else. Who knows but only god. Until the time comes, i will continue to work for the little money I make, work on my passions, look for better jobs, and  continue to have faith. At times like this, two bible sayings always pop in my mind. God always have a ram in the bush, and all you need is faith the size of a mustard seed. To close this out, I will say to anyone who is going through a hard time in life is trust in God, and trust in the process. Everything we are going through is all apart of a bigger plan that we can not even think of. Also, there is no such thing as a bad experience. Everything we go through is meant to teach us something, help us grow, prepare us for something great, or a little of all three. Well folks, that's all i have to say. As always, live life, be great, and do dope shit.

In the Case of Donald Sterling....Was Justice Served

Well it has been a very crazy few days in the world of the NBA.  This pass weekend,  the owner of the LA Clippers was heard on tape making racist comments toward black people.  How was this convo heard one may ask? Well his side chick recorded the convo  and then released it for the world to hear it. In this tape, he was heard telling his side piece that he did not want her to be seen with black people or wanted black people at his game. The professional sports world went in to a craze.  To think that a 80 year old white man, who is a billionaire,  did not want blacks at his team games was must have been a huge shocker to them. *Insert sarcastic voice*

After this convo was heard, an uproar was heard. People took to social media to declare their opinion to this issue.  From snoop dogg/lion to the everyday person, one thing was universally agreed upon; Donald Sterling had to go. People knew that he would get in trouble, but no one knew the extent of his punishment.  Everybody want him to be suspended indefinitely,  but ultimately his fate rested upon the hands of the NBA commissioner. Boy he did not disappoint with his ruling on the matter. Yesterday, a press conference has held to disclose the fate of Mr. Sterling. The result was as followed;  Donald is banned for life from the NBA,  has to pay a 2.5 million dollar fine, and will eventually be forced to sell the Clippers. When I first heard about this, I was happy. By doing this, the NBA has stated that it will not stand for/be associated with any form of discrimination, no matter who or where it comes from. After a while, I began to really think about this whole situation. When I finally got a grasp of what had happened and who was involved, I thought to myself "Did he really get punished or did he get a tap on the hand?"

Donald Sterling is a billionaire, and he is 80 years old. Now let's look at his punishment. He is banned for life from the NBA, has to pay a 2.5 million dollar fine, and will eventually be force go sell the Clippers. This man is 80 years old, not 40 years old. What good is banning a person his age going to do? Now I not wishing death upon no one, but at his age, how much longer until his becomes worm food. STRIKE 1. He is also required to pay a fine of 2.5 million dollars,  the maximum fine under the NBA rules.  Now that make seem like a lot of money to us, but once again, this dude is a freaking billionaire. What is 2.5 million really going to do to him? Nothing at all. That is chump change to him. He probably makes that in his sleep. STRIKE 2. Last but not least, he eventually will be forced to sell this team. The key world in that last sentence is EVENTUALLY. As pointed out by a great friend of mine, until he is forced to sell this team he will be still be making money via both ticket and merchandise sell. Since we don't know when he will sell this team, let's assume that his bank account will continue to increase. Then when he does sell the team, he will still be getting money from the sell. STRIKE 3. If you looking at it from this angle, Donald Sterling is really getting a early retirement with service pay.

At the end of the day, who willing got who? I mean it is a great thing that the NBA did something about this.  It also great that Donald got exposed for the person that he really is.  This isn't the first time that Donald gotten in trouble for his racist ways. With all of that being said,  all of this punishment will not affect Donald in one bit. Yes we lost money and the hate from a lot of people, but you have to remember that he is a old racist billionaire that is set in his ways. He doesn't have to work for the rest of his life if he doesn't want to, and this punishment doesn't solve the issue here which is discrimination. No amount of punishment,  loss of reputation, or lost of money will change what a person wants to believe. Donald is just one of many people with the same position of power/money that share the same viewpoint. The only difference is the other billionaires had it better, and don't have a side piece recording them. So was justice really served? Well ladies and germs, that is for you to decide. That's the end of another post people. As always live, be great, and do dope shit.

Four Day Weekend PT 2; Adventures in the A

Ok ladies and germs, we are once again. Now as promised, I will cDamnntinue the tale of a epic weekend that the young king, aka myself, had in Atlanta. If you haven't read the first part of this story, I suggest that you do that like right now. Part one just was my exprience of the Childish Gambino concert through my eyes. Now part two is the recap of the rest of my epic weekend in Atlanta. Now for this installment, I will be breaking it down by each day. Depending on how how long this post is, I may just have to break this post down into two post. With that being said, grab a snack, a drink, a good sit, and enjoy the epic recap of my weekend.

FRIDAY
After I got a some sleep, I woke up about 9 in the am. I do not understand why I got up that early on my day off, but that is neither here or there. As always, I said my prayers, got some water, and checked what was going on with the world. As i was slipping on some H20, my homie Travon got up. We talked for a quick second before he got raedy for work. About an hour later, he got his skateboard and rode his way onto work. Now at this point, I am the only one who is up in the whole house. I decied to go back tos leep at this point, but that was a fail. So there I was, just playing games on my phone, waiting on someone to wake up. About 11:45 am, folks started to get up. As the house echoed with the sounds of music, espn, and random movies, I decide to get up.After I got dressed, I listened to my favorite morning radio show The Breakfast Club via Youtube. As i am listening to this, one of the roommates and I have a convo about the show.  After that went off, my stomach started growling. At that moment, I knew it was time to eat.

While deciding on what I was going to eat, I asked one of the roommates about places to eat. At first , I was just looking for for a subway so I went have to spend much money. He suggested I go to a burger place called Five Guys. They have one back in my town. but I never been to one. So after I decide what I going to eat, I get dressed and get ready to leave. Before I leave, I ask everybody did that want?need anything while I was out. Everyone said no, so I about to leave the house. As i head to the car, one of the females gives me five bucks, ask me to pick her up a drink, and "females hygene products." Now I have the most confused look on my face, like why she wants to get this stuff but I didn't say anything.  With the the additional quest, I headed out to get my eat on. 

I got to Five guy's and I scanned the menu for something to eat. I need up girl tying the regular cheese burger and a medium fry. All of that cost almost 10 buys. YIKES!!!! After I got my food, I head to target for part 2 of the quest. Now getting the sprite was no problem.  The "female product" was the tricking part since I never been shopping for is like that before. I didn't know there were so many options for that stuff.  Since I didn't know what to look for, I went to look for someone that worked there for help, preferably a dude. Unfortunately I had no such luck,  but I eventually I found what the girl wanted. Now here goes the part I dreaded the most; going to the check out line. Once again I was looking for a guy cashier but, once again I had no such luck. I head to the female cashier for the most awkward ,minute of my life. To make things worse, or girl didn't have enough money so I need up putting in the rest.  Do you think I got reimburse? So after that, I go back to the spot, drop off her stuff and enjoy my five guys. Man I had a mouthganish eating that. Then after I finish eating, I called my homie and then I was off onto my next adventure. 

I got to my homie house after been lost for about five minutes. We take for a quick second then we each took a shot.  After about a hour of chilling,  we got on the road to head to a place called Jack's.  When we got there, I was amazed with the place. It looked like something straight off of the original teenage mutant ninja turtles movie. There was graffiti everywhere, good music playing in the background, and all shorts of people there. The vibe Of The Place Was full of positive energy and awesomeness.  We ordered our food. It was a Friday so you can get a 40oz and a slice of pizza for under 7 bucks. That's my kind of deal. There we were, eating pizza, drinking 40s, and taking pictures for instagram. Then afterwards,we both got a shot of tequila. In this moment we were truly living b life to the fullest. We paid our bills then it was back to her house.  After a quick stop to the bathroom,  we said our goodbye and then I was off to the next destination. 

After about 25 minutes of driving, I get to my friend's place in stone mountain. When I knocked on the and he opened up,  the first think that came out his mouth was "Damn sted, you lost weight. After you on drugs or something?" Keep in my that I haven't seen him in about two years.  When he said that, I started laughing. So while I was there we started catching up and watching tv. He brought out some liquor so we drank that while discussing various topics from comcast to marvel movies. This lasted for about two hours before I got back on the road. Before I left,  I got something to eat, said my goodbye, and headed to the place I was staying at.  

I got back to the spot and I just chilled for a second. After my friend got home from work,  we talked for a quick second, then it was time for me to get ready to head out. After I ironed my clothes and took a shower,  I said my goodbye and headed out for a night on the town. I get to my destination around 11:50, and the first person I see is yet another one of my friends. Before we head in the club, we had to pay for parking. Atlanta,  imma need yall to longer parking prices because 20 bucks is insane.  It's now 11:56 and we get outside of the party. Now because I thought ahead, I got in the party for free before 12am. With 30 seconds to spare and some help from another one of my friends, we got in there free.

We head in club Privve, and it was jumping.  I look around and I saw a few people celebrating their bornday. I also saw a female having what seem to be a bridal party. With in the first 30 minutes of being in there, I have my first of three drinks of the night. Throughout the night, the music was jumping, the ladies was looking nice, and people were getting there dance/two step on. The atmosphere of the place was amazing,  and the energy was in another level. As my time in the club continued, I saw yet another one of my friends. We start catching up, and talking about old times at Fort Valley State. Half way during the club night,  we get in V.I.P. selection where I spend the rest of my time at. I get my other two drinks, and at this point I just start getting my two step on. I meet back up with my friends and hang with them until the end of the night. After the club ends, I said my goodbyes to my homes and head back to my friends house. I get there, take a shower,  and go to sleep. 

All in all, this day was EPIC. It was definitely one for the record books. I saw some friends, get my drink on, and just lived life. Nothing could have made the day better. Well folks,  I didn't expect of this post to be soo long. So I guess I have to make a part 3 to tell yall what happened for the rest of the weekend.  Well folks, that is all for right now. As always live life, be great, and do dope dhit.

Four Day Weekend PT.1 Deep Web Tour

Ladies and germs, once again we are back at it. I am here to let a store, you are here to read it, and *hopefully* be entertained by it. In an earlier post entitled Live Your Life, I mentioned that I had taken a four day weekend and would talk about it later. Well people, the time has come. Now my weekend was so awesome, that it would not do yall, or my experience, any justice by trying to compressed that into one blog. In light of this, I will break this down into two parts. Now I will get into the bulk of my weekend in part 2. For this part, I want to focus on the main reason why I went down to Atlanta for that weekend: To attend the Childish Gambino Deep Web Tour. 

On thursday afternoon, I went to get a rent a car. Usually I get a Nissan but they did not have one so I went with a Mazza 2. I went to the house, packed up my clothes, got some food in my gut, and got on the road, Before I actually got on the interstate, I went to the mall, went to Radioshack, and saw about getting an audio jack. Now for some reason the one I had got thrown away, but I had got insurance on it. Lucky me right? Well unfortunately for me, it did not cover lost/stolen products. Sigh, the struggle is real. I ended up buying a new one. After all of that, I hoped in the car, plugged up my ipod, and got on that interstate.

Now I am on the interstate on my way to Atlanta. It was hot as hell outside so I had the windows rolled down and shit starts flying all out the window. After I got the window issue figured out, my drive went smoothly. On my way down there, I was jamming to Because of the Internet by Childish Gambino. As I am listening to this album, I begin to really get into the songs. I mean I had  the audio system fully blasting, head just bobbing and a little fist pumping in the mix too. I bet the other drivers was looking at me like "What is that ninja in the car doing?" I really did not care because I was just living as usually.

 After about an hour and a half, I got in Atlanta around 3:45 pm and I was greeted by that Atlanta traffic. That was so not the move at all. When i got out off the god awful traffic, I got to the parking lot only to be told it cost to park there. As I began to look for the nearest gas station to get some cash, I got lost. After a good ten minutes of just driving around, I finally find a gas station. I go in, get some cash, drive back and finally got to park. Boy did it feel great to get out of that car and just walk around. Now the concert offered a shuttle bus to the concert, so I hopped on that bus along with the other people. The people on the bus was so diverse. Any and everybody was there. This was only a sneak people of who was going to be at the concert. When we got the the venue where the concert was been held at, it was packed. Everyone from all walks of life was there. There was even some people that was the age of my mom and grandparents. While we were waiting to let in, we could hear Childish Gambino doing his sound check. He was singing a few songs off his album, and he was singing a few Michael Jackson songs. While listening to this, the first thing that pops in my mind is "This concert is going to be EPIC!!!!"

After a hour and a half, they stated letting people into the venue.  As the people were going into the outside concert, the crowd started chanting "WORLDSTAR, WORLDSTAR, WORLDSTAR. WORLDSTAR."
When I into the area that was holding the concert, the first thing I see is the stage .On the stage were the instruments, a couch, a two chairs, and plenty of alcohol. Since the concert didn't start right away, I went and got me some pizza and a beer that the venue was selling. As I go into the crowd, all you can hear are the people taking about how they can not wait for Gambino to hit the stage. The crowd got restless as they were waiting for the concert to start. "WORLDSTAR, WORLDSTAR WORLDSTAR!!"  As the chants grew down, out of no where, a poptart hit the guy next to me in the face. Before you know it, more poptarts was thrown into the crown. Now while this was happening, I was thing "Please do not let one hit me in the face." Then next thing you know, folks start throwing water bottles . The energy was crazy, and people were having a ball while all this was going on.

About 7 pm, a DJ came to the stage. I guess was the warm up to the main show. When he got to the stage, he introduced himself and gave a little background info about himself. He was from Chicago, and he is the personal DJ for Chance The Rapper. When he said that, I was for certain that Chance was going to come to the stage. Sadly, this was no the case. After he got the crowd hyped up, he started doing his thing on the wheels of steel. When I said he was playing any and everything, he really played everything. He played songs from Rock with You by Michael Jackson to Knuck If You Buck by Crime Mobb. Some of the songs he played I had not heard since I was In college. While he was playing these songs, the crowd got really into the set. They were singing the words of the song, and  they were dancing. During his performance, he played a 90s set, a Kanye West set, and a Michael Jackson set. While this was all good, people wanted to see the person they came to see. When the DJ got off the stage, they started to put up the screen for the show. After that, it seem like it took for ever for the tech guys to get the projections lined up. After all of that, after the long wait time, at 8:10 pm EST, Childish Gambino finally graced the stage,

When Gambino got on stage, the crowd went wild. Everybody pushed to the front to get a better view. The once comfortable space I had quick went away. At that point, I knew how it felt to be in a can of sardines. I did not have no room at all, but I did not care. The person I came to see had finally hit the stage, and I knew I was in  for a epic experience. Before he started, he thanked everyone for coming out to the show. Then, the show began. As he was dress in a black sweatshirt and some above knee shorts, he rocked the crowd. He performed all of the songs form Because of the Internet. During his performance, the digital background changed to make the mood and the song he was doing. In between sets, they would be a digital skit as well. The was hype throughout his whole performance, but to me, they were the most live when Gambino performed Sweatpants, 3005, The Worst Guy, and the Worldstar. My favorite song song he performed was Pink Toes. During the performance, his crew had brought some females to the stage, and they began to drink while enjoying the show. While he was performing, Gambino truly looked like he was having as much fun as the crowd was. He was laughing, jumping around, and dancing throughout the show. He was giving the crowd as much energy as we were giving him.

After he preformed the last song off the album, he gave the 4000 people an encore. He would perform hits from his first album as well as song from his mixtape. One of the most memorable part of the encore is some random chick threw her panties on the stage. Gambino asked who threw these on the stage and when the girl reveal herself, he said "They smell good by the way." The crowd went wild, and I was thinking, "Look at this ninja here." After he was done,  the crowd chanted "ENCORE, ENCORE." At this point, you can see that Childish is tired and he is almost on E. Somehow, he did one more encore. It was like the crowd chanting his name gave him all the energy that he needed. He brought another rapper on the stage, and together they had a freestyle session. He was spitting some mad rhymes, and the crowd was hanging on every word of it. After 6 minutes, Gambino thanked the crowd, and exited the stage.

When people realized that there wasn't going to be another encore, they started to leave the area. It took some time to get out of the gate. As I slowly walked towards the gate, I saw some Gambino shirts they were selling. I wanted to buy one of the shirts, but the price of those shirts stopped me from getting one. Near the exit, there was some music playing, As I turned towards the bridge that hovered near the exit, there was a band performing. They had colored smoke coming out, and they were having the times of their lives. When I was a few feet away from the gate, I heard someone call out to me. When I turned around, I saw my pal from college J REED. We caught up for a few minutes, exchanged numbers, and went our different ways.

 I left from concert grounds, and looked for the bus that brought me there. When the bus came and I got on, there were no more seats left on the bus. I though the driver would let me and the rest of the people standing off the bus. That was not the case as the bus took off while we were standing. As I was holding onto the seat is when it hit me why the bus driver always said "sit down while the bus is moving" back when I was in grade school. That was so not the move at all. We finally got to our cars, and I was on my way to my homie Travon crib. When I got there, I caught up with Travon, meet his roommates, and drank some more alcohol. I talked to the to females that were there for a while, and then went to bed.

All in all, this day was definitely one for the record books. I went to my first outside concert on this day. I got to experience an amazing concert, I was around a ton of positive/amazing energy, and I left with memories that will last with me forever. I would not trade this experience for all the money in the world. Well folks, that is all for this part of my weekend. I will tell yall how the rest of my weekend went in part two. As always folks, live life, be great, and do dope shit.