i will never be able to pick...

my friends' brains.

i can pick friends, but as of lately, they're pretty much not stimulating my mind.

i used to have that in LA.

another reason i miss the south.

i dont know what to do with myself.

but once i get money.

i'll just be drinking i guess.

Abstimious

Need to learn how to take things in small quantities
My indulgences, will be the death of me.

Sleep, lazing around, perousing the internets, watching movies. I need to get off my ass.
i'm glad i hate myself enough to do something about it now.

Now all that's left is to find something i stand for.

become less depressed

like expanded rar file,
be less confusing, more smart,
collegiate argyle,
for miles and miles of pages read,
like a million lives in fiction spent,
dark as the night on a moonless night,
aimless as a dandelion seed's flight,
i'm gone so gone,

mindless is not free,
trapped and broken,
as a harnessed horse is,
im lame, retarded

no idiot savant here,

pretending with pretense,
brain farts filled with fear.

the queers the queers,
some oozing with confidence,
what does it take to get to that level?

i envy those with it so much,
condemn them to hell,

if there is one,

i should live there,
tis would be swell.

a slave to no art,

no personal feeling,

no fucks have given on grammer and speeling,

harhar.

fuck you world,

no suicide note,

no balls for that,
at least thats what i hope.

complain

complain complain complain!

what can i bitch about today?


nothing, (really there isnt a thing besides money i can bitch about)


i am just so Excite that coachella lineup for this year has been released.

i am definitely going,

i believe FlyLo is there again, tokimonsta, OFWGKTA is going to be there.

DFA1979!!!!

Mr. West has a repeat performance, and uhm idk. just so much to see, not so much stoke on teh warpaints since the album dropped, much to somber and melancholy for my liking.


but yeah.

APRIL, you will see me in Palm Springs, getting burnt as fuck, high as fuck, whatever it takes.

a REAL post

i am so excite.

Real skateboards' video, Since Day One is about to hit the copier and the video is going to be out soon.


Skateboarding for almost 5 years, it makes me wonder,


do i skate because i love the feeling?

why does smoking weed and drinking and skate go together so well?

(another excuse to be trendy? always a dilemma with me)

are legitimate skateboarding brands ripping you off with the amount of money they are charging for their product?

are you a poser if you just like to roll around/ can't do a kickflip?

what about if you only like to rock big corpo skate brands?

(their quality is quite impeccable)

will dressing like a skate ever go out of style?
along with skinnies?



aren't you a sell out if you become sponsored?



all these questions rarely pass my mind and were just thought of right now.


another thing that bothers me as of late.


living back in the bay area, wouldn't i run into my old elementary classmates and have them recognize me?


its not like a kept contact with any of them or really cared about those friendships i made at such an early time in my life.

i still wonder what they would like now and how they turned out after going to public school in the bay area.

shit is supposed to be rough out here.

my cousin even claims last year at a public middle school new his house, 9 kids were detained/suspended/whatever you do to minors, for possessing drugs.

now i don't know what kind of drugs they were, but oddly enough it doesn't bug me at all, i know public schools are supposed to be like that. but only in high school in less funded areas like Alameda County and South Central.

He goes to a private school, so i don't know what source he gets his knowledge from,

he's kinda sheltered and spoiled.

i'm just kinda glad i got to skate with homies and not get pressured into sparking a blunt, i didnt really feel like smoking at all.

and lucky strikes are yucky and expensive.

(still like the packaging though)

MMX1

shit to do for 2011 and years to come.

Visit LA

go to Coachella (April, purchase tix in february)

Get a Valentine's Date.

MOVE BACK TO LA. (pending)

GET A JOB (by the end of January)

Go To Comedy Club (anytime)

Get rid of this pot belly (prior to visiting LA)

do stand up in a comedy club(within a month of going to visited club)

Learn more tricks (a new trick every month?)

get tricks
-360 kickflips
-backside 360s
-Rock to Fakie @ DC halfpipe
-Switch or Nollie Kickflips
-Kickflip over 2stacked cones.


get bitches (stunt on new bitch every season)

put out that album/ep/mixtape aldrich has been waiting so long for.
(one for winter/spring and another mid-way through summer)

Get a Tattoo(already have one in mind)

Go to Vegas (February March)
-if not vegas, Pechanga casino in LA
or Cash creek in Stockton

Zeal for Life

ain't nobody got a zeal for life like these go-getters i know,
i'm fucking fine being complacent with this place im in,
low budget, life off of snacks stuck on these muni and bart tracks,
not too far from where i am headed, the bus i ride on never becomes dead ended,
stupid shit so soft, like a prosthetic titty,
i am done with being smart, being human, being witty,
just wanna curl up in a ball & die,
not because, as i would say, no-one loves me,

its because people do, and i hate that shit,

they love a person who doesnt do anything,
and when i mean anything i mean make him self into something,
and when i mean something i mean be an average person with a degree,
pays taxes, and is stable on his own two feet.

buys everything with own dough,
from clothes & shoes
to movies and shit he eats,

everyone does that,

i am living like this to be anti-trendy?
but being anti-trendy is catch 22,

i read that off of the slap magazine forums,

filled a bunch for skateboarding 30 somethings,
stuck at their computer screens, post-mortem,

an exquisite way of saying that's how they deal with boredom,

but i'm boring, i was born like that, so my speech repetitive,
and reflexes sloth-like

the amount of self hate i have monolithic,

it's like mount Olympus of loathing,

the only time i like myself
is when i'm with women in good clothing,

but shit like only happens with relatives,

so with strange girl,
it's mostly just hoping,

miss an old lady,
a distant relative,
lola joving,

no i'm not joking,

it's like pronouncing HO-ving,

HOV of her family,

frail fragile anatomy,

i'm so redundant,

professors always mad at me,

the way i wreck ledges,
i should charged for multiple batteries,

enough energy to light up a whole house,

A Spectre

A long time, a faded memory,

Of course fixated on a physical frame,
Of a fine wide eyed, wild dame,
But knew her?
Not I, cause out of my bounds would I have never tried,

The closest I got was a childish minuet I thought was epic by homer's standards,
But still, I knew her not

Always by the glow, of a flat screen I thought had depth,

Near borderline insane researching her to death,

What was it that simply got me into, her look, her personal brand, that she wore so valiantly.

Like lioness ready to pounce, but playful at that.

Succubus lips, would have wanted to kiss, knew not what they've done but heard the venomous spit,

Fair skinned, but never a fair maiden,
Dark hair, never dark moods she exudes,

But a black rose she may be,
Able to take a man's challenge,
In one fell swoop you'll be down on one knee.

She's wise travel and relations with many, i dont think she was a way around girl. More than friends with plenty.

Of course one at a time!

But never in more than 9 seasons.
Like an on and off sitcom, with nothing more to give.

And my latest astonishment,
That since I hardly knew thee,
Your ancestry of nips and flips
To me, that's truly wholly, errotic, to mine own imagination

can someone give me a catchy name for a music blog?

Like "cows go moo, chickens go cluck"?

I want to start one in 2011
And if ya'll ever heard of hister runoff, I'll be asking stupid questions like,

What is a good example of a blog name?
Does having an obscure saying make it more indie/underground?
Are common sayings like don't cry ovr spilled milk still relevanxt?
Are blogs themselves still relevant with all these live feed sites running rampant?
Will we one day be connected to the internet via epidermal implants?


P.S. imso The Crystal Castles song "Not In Love" with Robert Smith vocals is soooo goood.

Always with the questions, first do I really friends? And what actions/ events constitute you as afriend?

Do I even care for my friends? I've never once texted someone once, out of actual longing for their companionship, for those I have I can count them out one on hand.

It's not a question of does anyone care for me, but am I willing to be vulnerable enough to put my name out on a line to see who will tug.

Yes, I relate win those godawful "forever alone" memes, because they are haunting visions of what my life COULD e if I was like Chandler Bing. Class clowns who are in the weird clubs, I was only an entertainer during my high school years, they go nowhere if hey do not pursue that feeling of being laughed WITH. And I know all "artists" have some issues, that's why they pour it out for all to see.
I have no to entertain, Two: what good is telling a joke that no one understands? Those reblog humor whores on tumblr are all lonely people with no substance, they people who post about drugs, are really poor people who wish they could be that carefree, given a few exceptions, and lastly those lustful pictures of errotica & DO NOT GIVE A FUCKs are sad lonely saps with no game. Shit and all the fuck yeahs flaming allegiance to a certain thing, get over yourself. Not even 5 five years from now will you be liking those very same things. only pets, Trekkies, and star wars nerds are that loyal.

Good god, I need to get laid, some good weed, and to get to get tucked in & fucked up. And a cigarette doesn't sound too bad right now.

P.s. Aldrich I miss you, I miss your voice, your scent, your dog, and your uncanny ability to pull punny jokes of of your ass.
Theresa I miss your sassyness, your "whoyoucallinbitch?!" attitude, and of course your adorable little feet.
Ryan, where's my fat lazy nigga ass lookin counterpart? Your suck at halo
reach, I just know it.
Jaime hood nigga entrepeneur! Where a real Mexican when you need one? Btw my sink's on the fritz bro, can your dad fix it?
Reuben, can't hate a nigga for being everywhere and nowhere atthe same time. Where else would I be on the cool guy spectrometer, with out you as my epitome for a stark comparison of steez
errick, WTF nigga you need to stop updating the channel 9 blog as soon as you post something of yours. I hate seeing double, unless they is titties!!! And when is Psylent bassment Finna be uploaded? Idghtfiagsts,(I don't get how the fuck I ain't gonna see this shit) especially since you want the troll and I to be at part deux. Btw I Miss you carving hills and shit. It's always cool when someone gets hurt.
Danny beezy, need I say anything more? You best be futurebabe watching while, I'm out chillin at playgrounds ;)
Sophia, like whattup? You seriously gonna be the only person i know finished with school before the world ends?
Kiko, damn, coachella still gonna happen?
RE: Brandon
life finna be trill once the cake finish baking.

Rhys stop skating, you are too good now.

AHHHHHH

back after a two month hiatus, my bro and i left our old home, now everyone hate us, flossin since we left the greatest, city now like rivalry, u must see, like ucla and usc, soon to be never internally rhyming, thinking all ways, rhymes never be exquisite, like my hops, jump shots and pivots, always quick to hate things like white bigot, but spit so much, call me a water spigot, figure out whats on the test, cant quiz it, feeling like lost my way, but its only cause i got sprayed in Modern Warfare, no fair, like homeless with less change and lots of hair. place me in the unemployment line, that's a sense of despair, i always spell shit incorrectly, that's why louies never respect me,

so i deleted my tumblr

that feels good.

it felt like a ball and chain was gonna drag me down.

but this simpleness reminds me of the simpleton that i am.

good shit.































i lied, i made a new one.

Pause Now

tryna catch a breath,

less wealth, not necessarily a waste of life, YET
quest, no tribe,
no gang,
no language,
protocol improper,
you sir are the prince and i the pauper,

tips i need,
not rules of life to suceed,
succinctly i need the feed,
osiris, ra, sun god,
festival, outside lands messed up ya'll
further notation,
my playlist needs lots of rotation,

question,

how does one still stay true,
with a room full of false persons?
to wear a mask, become assimilated,
wear it too long, individuality disintegrated,
godless fools, nothing the fear,
belief in everything,
hope nothing brings ,
without actions, passion isnt worth listening,
the soul for the game, mind changes quick like switching lanes,
nathan lane, straight up homo,
what about bono?
supposedly, he be a lifesaver, be he aint sweet,
more like now&later,
so do me a favor,
open the gate,
the floods come in, enrichment,
like silt from the delta, in the nile,
leaving LA, got me in denile,
SF where i left,
MTB where i write,
gone from a home,
so comfortable,
never gain much more than blue balls,
fam got weak, friends became fam,
stay true through the week,
7 days, samara will get you,
she'll fuck you up like kama sutra,
black and blue, battered and bruised,
put on 85 durometer wheels,
cruisin with 60s, fishtail wood,
this my escape from life, the worse and the better,
dont go well with water,
you my ariel and i your flounder,

dear miss, i'll be the thumper, guy friend,
just came, pretend to be prince, my penis never clean,

Who and when was your first kiss?

this girl in kindergarden named bianca,

we fucked underneath the slide/jungle gym.

Don't Ask

If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?

the fact, that i tried to keep in contact with people of my graduating year,

they didn't deserve my shit, so i'm glad im leaving LA now. FUCK EM.

Don't Ask

how do you feel about this new lay out?

its FKCN LOVELY, its not all suspect and some wanna be myspace shit, now its some wanna be facebook shit.

except not as equally lame.

Don't Ask

what are your pet peeves

pets, jeeves, uninteresting people or at least people not willing to continue carrying a conversation, and uhm uhhhh joy-kills, i would say HxC kids, but some of them know how to have fun.

and uhmmmm 5+ HOURS ON TUMBLR.

Don't Ask

what do you look for in a woman?

nothing in particular, but looks wise, heyyy wtf.

i think i answered this question already.

but okay...this is not a list of requirements,
it'd just be nice if the girl had these things,

bangs, a bottom, if she didnt mind me objectifying her casually,
uhmmm like some fierce looking eyes,

ohhhh and curly hair. that shit is hot.

but other than that, she better not be a hood rat, but needs to know not everyday is not a catwalk with me.

she don't have to doll up for the oscars, like im gonna give her an award.

this is really redundant, i dont want a girl who looks like shit all the time though.

she can be dirty around me, but like not dirty in front the guys.. cause i dont want them thinking she's one of the guys.. unless she wants to be.


FUCK ANON QUESTIONS.

fucking twats.

Don't Ask

. The yay area, coming to holmes near you. And i swear erin is a fckn cutie. :B

kol(jericho), and phillip, and last but not my least my bay niggas holdin it down. Daryl, Tim, Remy S. And Bryan Shawney. Fuhhhh, my 415, 650, 510 homies