*raises thumbs up*

NORTH!!

*puts thumbs up*

GREEN EYES LIKE A MU-FUCKA!!!

lol, i'm aight tho!

the co-shower

in my opinion, and for my money, there's nothin more romantic or more intimate than sharing a shower or bath with the one you love.

bein in there together, makin sure the water is hot enough for her, and cool enough for him. jockeyin for postition under the showerhead.

"you lather up in the back while i rinse off in the front."

"you wash my back, i'll wash yours"

that's SHARING, ppl! it's beautiful!! think about it... that's the kind of trust, sharing, and humility that makes relationships great. EVERYBODY'S willing to get naked when its dark and you ready to get to sexin, but what about in the glaring light of the bathroom, with the mirror right there? IMO, that's really what "sharing your body" should mean.

not to mention, you got to REALLY love a mugfucker to scrub your asshole right in front of him/her.

that's whats up.

fa sho...

Just chillin off in the backyard, with a brew, lookin at the pond.

Life is good, bruh.

roberta...

this is piggybacking off the earlier donny post. roberta & donny were quite the team.

Artist: Roberta Flack
Song: Gone Away
Album: Chapter 2
typed by ME once again


I tried, to reason
and I'd tell myself, you'll return

But you are gone,
oh, I know I know you're gone
You were mine,
for only a minute
And if I hurt you
I didn't intend it

But you are gone away
I keep tellin my mind
You're not gone to stay
Yet I believe sometimes
that I've lost you baby
I've lost you baby
and you are gone.

Forgive, and forget it
that's not what I'll ask you, to do
Cuz I want you back
You know, you know, I want you back

And in concluding, my mental discussion
I've found I've lost, my prized posession
You have gone away
I keep telling my mind
You're not gone to stay
Yet I believe, sometimes, that I've lost you baby
I've lost you baby
and you are gone...

http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&ufid=B48924E3761B7A65


(note: this is also the song T.I. sampled for "What You Know". So them same horns that are CRUNKASFUK in T.I's song are SadAsFuk in this one...)

loser.

don't get me wrong, i don't think i have low self-esteem.

matter of fact, i think pretty damn highly of myself. i NEVER need anyone to tell me I'M the man!

but what happens when no one agrees with you? where does that leave you?

i've always prided myself on REALLY 'not caring what others think'. now everybody says it, a lot of people might actually mean it, but few people actually truthfully DO NOT CARE what other people think about them. i'm one of those people. i do me, all the time. damn what you got to say about it, or think about it. my looks, my choices, my plans, my path, are all shaped by ME and the things that are important to ME, with little or no outside influence. like i said before, i'm the man, and i know it.

but maybe i'm wrong.

see i've been gettin to thinkin. what good is it to have high self-image, if no one else agrees?

what's the point of thinking you're a smart or witty guy, if no one else notices?

what's the point of thinking you're a good employee, if you're never gonna move up from the bottom?

what's the point of thinking you're a good man, or "husband material", if no women are really tryin to be with you like that?

what's the point of thinkin you're a good woman, or "wifey material", if niggas keep treatin you like weekend booty?

what's the point?

maybe its up to all of us to hold ourselves up within, even when (especially when) the world without won't do it.

or maybe i'm just a loser.

but you can't tell ME that shit, far as i know, I'M THE MAN.

I'd rather be...

U fuckin with niggaz that's insecure
watered down, my shit is pure
write down ya number
but don't call me till ya sure
i aint beggin, just wanna relocate between ya legs
drippin wet
as we experiment in sweaty sex
when you met me you wouldn't let me
and now you straight beggin to sex me
got you undressin to test me...

Pac

horoscopes

i will admit i read my horoscope almost every day. but i can say that i don't BELIEVE in it.

also, i do think that those "astrological descriptions" can be pretty accurate... i.e. "Tauruses are patient, yet stubborn". but i don't BELIEVE in them.

matter of fact, i'm pretty sure i don't "know" anything about any of the other signs. well except that scorpios are supposed to be freaky! (ur the exception, lena)

BUT, with all that said. my horoscope was dammit DEAD ON yesterday. it said something like "Tonight: be prepared for an unexpected invitation, and be willing to accept"

WHY that same night, someone i haven't spoken to in ages, hits me up to invite me to roll out next month? An Unexpected Invitation, indeed!

Did I accept? Stay tuned.

Rippin & rappin & ready
to start a revolution
fuck these courts, fuck these laws,
& fuck the constitution
bussin a cracka's head
seems like the best solution
the only choices they give us
is sports or distribution
they teachers don't wanna teach us
we need a substitution
so we skip school, play fool
and fill our minds with pollution
this ain't Houston
but my niggas we got a problem
mayne we all the same kin
so why you wanna, just for fun,
bust yo gun and rob him?
y'all two got the same skin!
thats why whenever i see a youngsta
jumpin ship, takin risk
i do my best to stop him
them other niggas got u thinkin
that trappin shit is for fun
so you jumpin on in, riskin your freedom
live & die by the gun
so gat damn dumb
you really think u King Shit
cuz you rollin 24's
and done handled a couple bricks
mayne fuck that, put the dope down
but keep ya strap
take care of ya kids, go back to school,
write down a rap
you know whats the right thing to do
just got to do it
and you'll see that all this bullshit
you goin through
is unnecessary
clockin & stressin, while blockin ya blessings
you can't take the easy way out, to pass this test...




shit. got kinda long.

time to save the world...

where in the world, is all the time?
so many things, i still don't know
so many times, to change my mind
guess i was born, to make mistakes!
but i ain't scared, to take the weight
so when i stumble, off the path
i know my heart, will guide me back...


~ Erykah Badu - "Didn't Cha Know?"

i miss my momma

i had the best conversation with my momma last night.

at first she thought she hadn't recieved my birthday gift to her. then it turns out that she DID recieve it, she just confused it with some shit that she had ordered from QVC, and threw it in another room unopened. so while i had her on the phone she opened it. it was two luther vandross DVD's (luther is her absolute favorite person EVER). it was a great feeling to watch/listen to the transitions in her voice when she went from thinking i didn't get her something to realizing that i did get her something. then from realizing she had a gift, to realizing it was a luther gift, then from thinking it was some luther CDs, to realizing it was some luther DVDs. by that time she was happier than hell. couldn't wait to go take her DVD's to work and show them off.

that was a good feeling right there. to those of you that don't know me, my momma is a woman who has EVERYTHING, so it takes some strooooong effort to do right by her when purchasing gifts. i feel like i got a good one this time.

:)

paz reyes & reinas.

these is some hot ass chips...

Yo... I'm the shit.

(TREO!)

I KNOW THAT Y'ALL FEEL ME NOW

SEE WE DROP THAT VERSATILE
KNOWIN Y'ALL AINT SEEN MY CLICK IN A WHILE
WE IN THE HOOD COMIN UP WITH KILLA STYLE
EVERYBODY TALK CUZ WE HOME NOW
LOOKY HEAH BOY, YOU BETTA GONE NOW
IT USED TO BE BLACK, BUT ITS CHROME NOW
IF IT COCK BACK, THEN ITS GONE FLY
PUT IT ON BOSS, SO I WON'T LIE
I USED TO BE YOUNG, BUT I'M GROWN NOW
HIT A FEW LICKS, SO WE KNOWN NOW
DO WHAT YA GOTTA, WHEN YA BROKE MAYNE
IF YOU GET A BIRD, GET THE WHOLE THANG
HOW WE GET HERE? SHIT WE DROVE MAYNE
ROLLIN IN A 'LAC ON THEM GOLD THANGS,
WHOA MANE
WE LEAVIN 'EM BLOWED, WE LEAVIN 'EM THOWED
WE ROLLIN FA SHO
WE GOT THAT WOOD SMELLIN LIKE CINAMMON
GIGOLO, PIMP, GOT HIM A PRO
I'M HITTIN THEM DOORS
I'M DROPPIN STRAIGHT GAME SINCE I PUT EM IN
COULDA BEEN
THE TRUEST PIMP THAT YOU EVER SEEN BEFO'
I KNOW YOU LOVE IT WHEN I RIDE D'S AND VOGUES
I'M A FREAK SO YOU KNOW I STAY PLEASIN YO'S
I LOVE WOOD SO YOU KNOW I KEEP OPTIMOS
WE HAD THE GUMP LOCKED SINCE WE DROPPED "ROLLIN VOGUES"
AND THE SOUTH WONT STOP TILL MY HEAD EXPLODE
GOTTA KEEP IT COLD TILL MY POCKETS SWOLE
SO IF YA DON'T KNOW U BETTA ASK 'EM THO
BIG PIMP QUICK TO KICK DOWN YA DO'
I'MA SAY IT AGAIN, LIKE I SAID IT BEFO'
WHEN THEM DIRTY BOYS DROP
BETTA HIT DA FLOE!!!



~ Dirty - Hit Da Floe (2001)

(yes, the all caps was necessary)

i'm starting with the man in the mirror...

so yesterday i had a heart-to-heart with my DAMN self, while under the influence of several things (lol).

it was a good experience tho. i had a LOT on my mind, i just happened to pass by & catch my reflection in the mirror, and i had a whoooooole conversation with myself. about everything. where i'm goin. what i'm doin. what i'm doin wrong. what could be done better. what needs to be taken care of. basically a little Thug Motivation, minus the thug. what's crazy is that i was havin a REAL conversation with myself, lol. keepin in TRILL too. i guess thats what you gotta have every once in a while when you don't have real peeps that keep it trill with you. i came to some good-ass conclusions.

now don't get it twisted tho, it wasn't some angry shit. only fake niggas look in the mirror and get mad at what they see. i was just at a point of acknowledging some things i wasnt taking advantage of to the fullest. one of the things i realized. to those of you with life plans or 5-year plans or 10-year plans, you gotta realize that those 5 or 10 years dont even start counting off until you take the first step!! your plan aint workin till you start workin yo plan, kemosabe.

afterwards i was on the line with my nigga, and i was givin him some advice on how i thought he could advance his music shit...the advice having been inspired by my earlier experience. it surprised me that my man said that he had a similar experience with himself that same night, he coulda just been talkin shit tho. either way, tomorrow is a new day, and i'm ready to start workin that plan.

Let it be said, I'm bloggin from the TREO, mugfuckas....get it right.

I'm high as hell right now. Sittin off in the hood in the altima. Listenin to devin the dude. fuckin bloggin. What the fuck yo????

struggle is just a part of my day

many obstacles have been placed in my way
I know the only reason that I make it through
is because I never stopped believin in You
some people wonder why we're here in the first place
and can't believe, cuz they aint never seen Your face
but even when ya pray, the next day u gotta TRY
can't wait for nobody to come down out the sky
you got to realize that the world's a test
you can only do your best and let Him do the rest
you got yo life, you got yo health
so quit procrastinating, and push it yoself

getting an ex to "hook you up" with somebody...

how awkward is that shit? and does it work?

first of all, let me state that this, in no way, means that i'm backin down from my policy of "not study'n these hoes" that i've put into place. BUT, i kinda-jokin, kinda-serious asked my former ol lady to hook me up with someone. maybe not even a full-fledged hook up, but at least vouch for a nigga, ya dig? here's my rationale:

i'm faaaar from being a Social Motherfucker. if i'm gonna meet somebody, either they gonna meet me halfway or someone else is gonna have to intervene. especially with the grouchy ass, bitter ass mood i been in lately concernin these fees. aint NO WAY i'm about to be seen goin out of my way to impress/woo/mack to some broad, no matter HOW dope she happens to think she is.

and to be honest, i expect the same from the ladies. ppl in my age bracket are, for the most part, fucked up in the head from all their previous relationships. they come into the shit jaded and waitin for the worst to happen. nowadays you gotta go out of your way to prove to the lady that you aint just like the last nigga or 7 that did her dirty.

fuck and that. i aint got time to be "sellin myself" to some gal that aint even sold herself to ME yet. as far as i'm concerned, if she wants my attention, and she brand new....she better be prepared to meet me 9/10ths way. and i can only assume that the lady feels the same way about me!

hence the intervention by the ex. she can go ahead and vouch for me. tell the lady about me bein nice, family oriented, hard workin, smart, tell her how i buy trinkets, listen well, and LICK IT LONG TIME (just kiddin, but i'm serious). hell she can even clue the lady in on my shortcomings. i know what you're saying, "what shortcomings?", but they're there. Ex Lady can help us cut through at least some of the "get to know you" bullshit. by the sheer nature of the hookup, it could fairly be assumed that me and this new lady are at minimun "somewhat compatible", right?

i'm sure shit gets complicated after that. like what if me and HookUp Girl fall madly in love and get engaged in 3 months or some shit like that. or what if OldGirl dogs me out or some shit, and i wanna take it out on the ex cuz she hooked me up. or what if EYE dog OldGirl out, and make a liar outta my ex? shits complicated i know. but still interesting.

but you know what the most interesting part would be? the part that almost makes me wish something like that would happen? i REALLY would like to see what kinda chick ol girl would pick out for me. like, i assume, being that i was in love with her and she with me, that she knows me pretty well. so what kinda girl would she look at and be like "YOOO, Andre would LOVE her!!". since it didn't work with me & her, what kinda girl would she think WILL work for me? would she pick a girl that's the exact opposite of her? one that's "everything she was & more". would she pick a StereotypeGirl? (You know, a SororityGirl, a TomboyGirl, a WannaBeModel Girl, a IWearMyHairNaturalAndThinkI'mBetterThanU Girl, that type of shit).

who would she pick for me, and why? i think the answer to that would lend a BIG clue as to what she thinks of me as a person overall.

and maybe THAT'S why i asked?

nah i'm bullshittin, that'd be TOO weird!

3 exes / 1 day

so i spoke with 3 of my exes today... what are the odds. actually turned out to be pretty good convo for the most part. breakdown as follows.

Most Recent Ex: well, we're "buddies" now, so we talk damn near everyday. no changes/surprises there. i DID find out that she got a date this weekend tho, lol. :-/

Ex-Before-That: she called, been outta touch lately and her phone was off. she still likin her new city/new surroundings. just a brief convo, alluded to us gettin together sometime over the summer, but ducked that shit like dodgeball

The Pre-Ex (aka The One I Fucked Over): now I was surprised to hear from her. given the rarity of the situation, i HAD to press her about some things that have been on my mind lately, since who the hell knows when the next time will be. soooooo, she says she forgives me! which is great because i REALLY was worried that my terrible luck with the ladies mentioned above was karma gettin back at me for fuckin this one up. but i'm forgiven, so i'm good, right?

right?

I BET U THANK THIS BLOG IS A-BOUT YOU...

DON'T YOU
DON'T YOU...

(c) janet quotin carly.

Friends Speak On: My Birthday

if you didn't know, i turned 25 last month. a few friends wrote these remarks on that occasion:

Happy birthday cuz.
Many blessings to you at this monumental quarter-of-a-century mark.
D Ward

******************

You've managed to survive another year handling the daunting task of being Andre Gibson. Congratulations, we commend you.
~Randolph

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Dude!
You and I have been through a lot together and I’m definitely happy that we came out friends! You’re a living example of what a real friend is all about. I appreciate your humor, advice, wisdom, “being Benet”, and emails…but most of all, I appreciate YOU! God bless, Dre. Happy 25th Birthday…I wish you many, many, many more. Now, stop reading, get that Scotch…on the rocks, and have fun, damn it!!!!!!
Your friend,
Natalie (note: edited out the mushy bits)

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DRE!
Sorry I missed the big party, but my mom graduated today as well! You know i would have been there if I could. Wow the big 2-5! You're gettin old buddy! Let's see even though I only first met you in '99, I think i've known you since about '97. I never knew back then you would become such a great friend. I appreciate you always lookin out for me, and you know i'm gonna continue to do the same for you. Well have fun and don't get too gone tonight...remember the goose bottles....don't do that again. :-P

LOVE YA and HAPPY 25th!!!!
Monica (note: she made it to the party)

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Happy Birthday…
…to the first friend I made at Tech!
~Leigh

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AW, THEY REALLY LIKE ME!!

tell 'em donny

i used to want to find someone who felt this way about me.

nobody can sang that thang like donny, ppl. if you aint up on him, get up on it.



Artist: Donny Hathaway
Song: I know It's You
Album: Extensions of a Man
(typed by ME, so forgive me if i got some wrong)


"Nothin feels better
than my baby's arms....
they've been around me a long time.

Nothin feels better,
then some good news...
makes you glad, to face, the new times.

I'll tell you nothin's better
When there's no need to look
Because you know, who's there...
I smile the world over,
when I think of the past
How we passed all the tests, through the good and the bad

And that's why, I wanna say right now

(Chorus)
No I ain't got, nobody else in mind....
I know it's you.
No I ain't got, nobody else in mind....
Cuz I know, it's you.

Home is a castle
You've built in my mind
I'm home anywhere, anytime

Peaceful, and patient
And filled with good times
It's so nice, to have a simple mind

I tell you nothing's better
When there's no need to look
Cause you know, who's there
I smile the world over,
when I think of the past
How we passed all the tests, through the good and the bad

And that's why, I wanna say right here

(Chorus out again)

okay i recant

i spoke some bitter words about being friends with my ex the other day....i take them back.

oh its still hard, don't play. but i think it can be done, and it can even be good. the really hard part is that i still fall into the trap sometimes of wondering if we'll ever be together again, but usually she'll say or do something that makes it pretty damn clear that that shit aint happenin. it hits like a sting at first, and then i realize that i was the one who was trippin. sooooo aside from the occasaional self-check, i've got myself a pretty good thing goin.

except for the fact that i'm lonely as a fuck....but thats a whooooole nother entry.

bottom line: i'm glad we're friends.

weird internet social type shit ppl do...

you ever noticed all the weird social-type shit ppl do on the internet? that shit is like a society of its own with its own set of rules that are completely NOT based in the real world. you know what i'm talkin about if:

~ you're one of those people who think of ALL CAPS as somebody yellin at u. you might have a point u really wanna get across, so you be typin all hard like "YES THEY DESERVED TO DIE AND I HOPE THEY BURN IN HELL!!!". lol, cool out. it goes the other way too, though. say you're IMin with your best e-friend and they caps lock gets stuck on "go". then they end up typin to you like "SO WHAT YOU DOIN THIS WEEKEND?!" folks be gettin maaaad as hell! tawnbout, "why are you yelling!?". hilarious.

~ how about the myspace "top 8". you can't TELL me that shit hasn't angered a motherfucker or two! Got ya old lady screamin on you on some, "OH!! So you got her in ya top 8 now, huh? I don't know that BITCH!! So who is she??" Your best friend emailin you talkin bout, "how you gon' have your ex in the 3 spot, and I'm yo best friend and I'm in the 6 spot?? *offended* " My homeboy who's married was tellin me about how he's been constantly hearin about myspace, and that he was thinkin of gettin a page. i had to tell him NOT SO FAST, homey.

~ what about folks who get pissed when you don't return they text message? maybe its just me, but if you hit me up sayin some random dumb shit like "Man I'm bored" or "Ain't nothin to eat over here" or just some dumbass comment that leaves me with no response to it, then guess what? I'm not gonna respond to it. Then you all on the phone later like "But I textded you!!" I read it! Ask a question next time or somethin, shit.

~ this one's funny. you know how you got those AIM, or gmail chat windows, and they'll tell you when the person you're talking with is typin somethin right? it'll say "SoAndSo is typing..." or "SoAndSo has entered text" when they stop.
you ever been in the middle of a real important or just deep discussion and you typin like a thousand words a minute, but then you see "SoAndSo is typing..."
so of course you wanna see what they typin first, so you stop typin.
but then they saw you were typin, and they saw you stopped typin. so they stopped typin.
so you see they stopped typin, so you wait it out a second, and you start typin again.
but then they see you typin, so they start typin. and you see them start and so you stop. and so on and so on and so on.

just funny shit.

i see you Tracy

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.


^^way harder than it sounds.

man shit....

this love shit is for the fuckin birds, chief.

"that shit is played out like an 8-track" (c) nina mosely

pardon me if this shit gets off track. last month this time i was on top of the world, i had a woman who i thought really had my back, who really was down with me from here to forever.
now that's gone. i am on some straight up, heartbroken, bumpin luther and roberta flack in the car, drinkin too much, harold melvin shit right now.

i gotta tell you, as a man, and especially as a young man, its HARD to get all swept up in these feelings of love & romance & marriage and shit. y'all wanna fault a nigga when he gets bitter over a relationship gone bad, but by doing that you discount all the shit it took to get that fella to that point. men aren't built and conditioned to think about marriage. we dont grow up wondering what our wedding will be like, or how many kids we're gonna have, shit like that. so when we get grown, and we get to lovin a lady, and all these new tingly feelings come up, that shit is NEW! you wonder why its so hard to "break a man down" and get him to love...and then when you get him to love, you wonder why he loves so HARD and goes crazy and snaps over the littlest of shit (exaggeration maybe), but thats why. cuz that shit is new to us and sometimes we don't know how to act.

well that was me. and now i'm ALLLL fucked up in the game. (and ashamed to admit it!)
and to beat ALL that shit, now she wants to be "friends". the fuck? that just makes me a three-time loser, eh?

so i've got this woman who i love like i've loved no other in life. and i wanna BE with her, mayne. i need folks it takes a lot for a nigga to even just type that shit out. i reaaaally love this lady. my heart hurts when i think about her. but she don't want me back. ain't that fucked up? but it aint even THAT simple... cuz she can sit there and tell me how good of a man i am, how great of a lover i was ("the best", let her tell it), how good of a friend i am, how handsome i am, how sexy i am, how smart i am, how good a boyfriend i WAS (wtf?!), ALL THAT SHIT. she can tell me EVERYTHING else i wanna hear, except for "I wanna be with you."

but hey, it is what it is...

"i can't make u love me, if u don't..." (c) Prince

so i'm stuck off here in this gump-ass position of bein a "friend" to the lady i really wanted to wife (literally). who apparently still loves me and still thinks the world of me, just not the WHOLE world, ya dig. and apparently she's comfortable talking to me about her future plans to date and shit, and all this other bullshit i'd rather not hear. but i listen because:
1.) i can't even lie, i love her and i'll take any part of her i can get
2.) i'm a Prideful Motherfucker and if she can gloss over our relationship like it wasn't even there, then gatdammit i can do that shit too.

lol, ain't i dysfucntional??

i promise next blog i'ma be writin about bitches, blunts, and big booties.

for now tho, i'm hurtin. :(