Tuesday, December 22, 2009
There it is. Download your first Winter Solstice present.
Albeit, this one's a bit rushed, soooo, I might just re-record the whole thing and send it back to you on Christmas re-realeased, and have The White Rhymebook done to you by New Year's.
But you know, I hate realease dates. They're just like deadlines to me and I panic at the last minute, usually. That's why the cover is mad sloppy, but mad fresh.
So, everything in this blog post is unconfirmed until further notice.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
I have to stop going on my impulses.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
What can I do? Broken headphones suckkk. But luckily, if you send in your broken headphones to Skullcandy, they'll give you a half off coupon to any of the headphones on their online store. SOOOOO, I'm probably either gonna get Skullcrushers, or maybe even just wait 'till Christmas and ask for some Beats by Dre. Pssh, fat chance I'll actually get them.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Seen his updates on Twitter and a few of his songs being featured on "Deal With No Deal". Better yet, his mixtape, "The First Flight" is coming out on Black Friday, next week; The same time I'm trying to come out with my mixtape "The White Rhymebook" (and, maybe it will come out then and maybe it won't) and I noticed that we're both the same age...and I also really like Run's House. Sooo, exactly WHAT am I trying to say?
I dunno. I haven't got to listen to some of his songs that he leaked, but I just want to see who's better...or at least hear how his voice sounds rapping, since he has such a scrappy voice. Meh. I wish him the best of luck, even though I'm the one who needs it.
EDIT: Also, I'm liking his fashion blog. Go Diggy.
EDIT 2: Or maybe I just want to collab with the dude?
EDIT 3: Also, we have the same first name.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
So, here's the story. From 1st to 6th grade I went to private school. Then, my mother passed away. My father thought we shouldn't stay in the house that held so many memories for us about our deceased mother. So, we moved out of Queens, to a more richer part of New York: Long Island. We found a million dollar house; the house that we're in now and moved from the private school to a public one at 7th grade. I always had straight A's in private school, and Inever studied. Idid the same I did in Public school, that Iwould do in Private school. Not study. But, my grades got lowered signifigantly. Dad was furious. I tried to adjust (and still am), but my grades have yet gotten to the position it was before.
In public school, I was weird, different, trying to find out where I belonged, got made fun of, often came home crying, whatever. I tried adjusting. And I still am now.
Fast forward a few years, and my dad gives me and my 19-year-old brother (18 at the time) a 360 last Christmas. Of course I was extatic. But on June, my faggot of a teacher called saying "DANIEL ISN'T IN MATH HONORS KTHXBAI", he's like "GIMME DAT XBOX". I just don't take it seriously, since I thought he'd give it back to me in about a few week's time. I get my scheduale saying that I AM in Math Honors. He's like "THE XBOX IS TOO BLOODY AND VIOLENT ADuRRHURR". It's been 5 months. I'm pissed.
Recently, I asked my dad "Hey dad, if on my report card, the majority of my grades are a 85 and over, can I get back the Xbox?" He's like "YOU HAD 90's ON YOUR REPORT CARD IN PRIVATE SCHOOL, WHY SHOULD I REWARD YOU FOR ANYTHING LESS" I'm like "Why should you penalize me just for not getting into Math honors?"And nothing ever gets through to him. He later yells at me for not taking off my clothes after I came home from school (like, seriously, who gives a fuck?) and I just got so angry from what happened at work (see last post), and probably never getting back my 360 that I just felt like yelling at the top of my lungs. And it felt good.
Now let me tell you why I really like the 360. First off, I sometimes get stressed from work and it taking away valuable time from me just to earn fucking minimum wage for shitty hours and get stressed from school, and at home from a father who knows nothing but to yell in my ears all day. And, aside from the internet, my Xbox was the only way to get out of the world I'm in and just go to a world where no one could bother me and my stress level decreased. In that world, I could relax and enjoy myself. And he took that away from me. How unfair.
Who the fuck am I even talking to? Does anyone even read this? Guess not. Guess I'm just talking to myself. And I'm enjoying the conversation.
I just need to blackout right now. Peace.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
To be honest, I never really liked the thought of women wearing pants, or shorts. Maybe it's because I've always seen my mother wearing skirts and never a day in her life wore pants or shorts in public. Maybe it's because my church frowns upon it. Or maybe it's because I'm a pervert and love seeing girls in mini-skirts? All I gotta say is that those cheerleading outfits at school = win.