Live action saturday night blog

Blogging live from granby street, in semi real time...

Damn I can't believe it...I'm crossing a lil street and walking behind a car turning left. So I come out from behind the car cautiously and cross, when I see this silver avalon or accord making this high speed left turn about to hit me! I wish I could describe in words how cool the jump I did to evade that car was! I mean if I hadn't of jumped like I did...this and future posts would just be notes in my sidekick. So after I land and the driver screams "sorry", I turn to this dude who was walking behind me and I'm like "did you see that shit?!?"
Dude bro: oh wow man I can't believe that shit, you like jumped over that car!
Me: that shit was crazy right!
Anyways
I need a GF..and not just as a home base to be able to have a air about myself that's says to girls I talk to on the side "I don't need to fuck you, I've got a chick at home....so I could take it or leave it toots!"
I'm talkin certified GF material , she could be kinda slutty, cause I'm no angel my damn self, I don't think she could be under 21, so that rules out Puerto Rico and the "girl not worth blogging about" who's 18 and talkin to me about spending the weekend and not being scared of dick and stuff to me on the phone, and I don't even know her name! I never saved it in my phone. I think it rhymes with a female body part or household item?

I'm at this dead ass night club about to go to anther one in search of this..and kickin myself on the way there alone with my thoughts about all the girls I kinda turned my nose up at who really wanted to build something... I mean I'm a non traditional - traditionally semi attractive dude and I'm cool and I've got a wit sharper than a rapier! So I can be kinda picky with who I want to be with to a certain extent...
A swat team of bad hoes just walked in 23:36, paused to pose like they just hopped off of the next bus. The one in the AA liquid leggings has got these other hoes in here hatin! I'm secretly hoping that one of the girls is "jazzy girl" and I can tell her how I've grown since cinco de mayo!
No such luck!

The birthday girl is in the boxing ring of the club and her team is working the floor, all eyes on them type shit.

Anyways... while I was laughing at some girl in a scrunch skirt who looked like a sucked on sweet tart or like a damn speed bag. One of the bad chicks team members fell on the dance floor.

So yeah I mean I'm gonna have to find a GF or die y'all. I just got a members only leather jacket (which I manifested) and I wanna drape it around a girls shoulders so she can inhale the vintage smell of rich mahogany leather. I want a girl to eat kiwi and seedless grapes with after we quench our lurst. I ruled out tundra this g freak that Lloyd and numerous others have ran up in...but just kinda ruled her out though cause her baby angel face hides "that christina ricci, chain me to the radiator itch".
If I get drunk enough tonight I'm gonna dig through the trash can with the late night apologies and promises. Prolly not though, I'm still me and I've got my dignity. Seeing this birthday squad of broads, makes me think, I've gotta do it ginormagantuan for my birthday (Nov.7). I'm talking house party 6 big!
I'm outta here.
This next spot is full of philipinos and trendy AZN's..I did pull a tall "clear girl" with my hot dance moves by the bathroom though. She turned 27 today and we made out a lil bit. Do people even still call it makin out anymore?

I hate this fucking Get Crazy song 0:08 and they play that knocked up song that I never knew was a song..."Shwiiiiinng oh shit there she go she shake it like egyptian" 0:18 I remember seeing that seen in knocked up and thinking, I wonder what wack ass nigga made this song for the movie!

0:59
Jaguar paw txtd me and she is in this club I was in earlier tonight. Even though I'm tired of dancing with AZN's here, I don't wanna go back over there.
I hate dancing with girls who can't stay on beat and wanna do their own thing. I call it doin too much! Should I get off beat and try and enjoy the dance to their strange between the groove rhythm, or just keep jigging on beat while missing out on her offbeat asian ass? Or just turn her face to face and hold her still put that meat on her and give her a whine up? Dancing should look fluid and mellifluous to onlookers I believe, that's why I use my thorax whn I dance. The few times I danced with JP she was good for doing too much sometimes and that sucks. If I was with my squad here tonight, I would just dance with this AZN for a second then just walk away from her.
The clubs letting out and no after club fuckery.
I'm just gonna go back to my car, I've got some calls to make and I need to focus on nothing but driving home.
1:55
Home. Safe and un-DUI-ed...even though I promised myself I wouldn't ever DWI after that sep 11,2005 wake up call! Shit happens.

Many things make this a great song.. The heaviness and the lo-fi-ness of the guitar or how the piano stabs and sleighbells really complete the song much like the cowbell on "Don't fear the reaper". But what really draws me to the song is the lyrics... now I'm not gonna front like I've been fuckin with the stooges forever, but I heard this song on GTA:IV and had to download it..On first listen I thought dude wants to just dog some hoes out... then after I downloaded it I realized I was wrong as fuck... I think she wants him to want her so much, he'd do anything to just be around her and he's alright with that... I say all that to say this... I call the jazzy girl last night and some dude answers..."wrong number dog" and hangs up. Now for 1. I know damn well it's chicks number because of her Keyshia Cole ringback tone. And 2. she's wack as hell to let some duck ass dude answer her phone? So like 30 minutes later she calls me and is like "hey" and I mean her voice is so throaty and sexy. I kinda wanted to charge her up about dude but, for what? So she's like that was my sons father when you called before and we got into an argument about him not wanting me to bring dudes around his son...(I invited her to a cookout with my "god daughter") and your timing was just real bad.. he says he wants to be a part of me and my sons life. So I wanna ask what's on the tip of my toungue but I don't wanna hear the answer.. But I ask it anyway, I refuse to just not know... "you mean he wants to get back with you or whatever huh?" *pause* "it's complicated and not really that simple" The only thing I really can say to that is "oh yeah?" and she says how she likes me and doesn't really know, because she'll always love him... and all I really hear from that point is Charlie Brown teacher... I tell her "I mean you gotta do what you gotta do you know and I hope things go your way and I'll just catch you laters" I mean she looks good, damn good and she's cool, but I'm not a fuckin bologna sandwich and I'm damn sure not gonna be her dog.

Lackluster Friday

Have you ever been chillin with someone and there is like a point were you're like I'm not fuckin with this person at all.. And you keep it cool with the person and shit, laugh and joke with 'em, but in your head your like fuck this person or whatever. That's what's going on right now... I'm with this chick and tryna forget about the Jazzy girl but I'm like it's 1:25 and I'm here with her and her two pothead loser friends and I'm like what am I really doing here? I mean I'm better than this.. If a chick is a reflection of me, then I don't wanna look in the mirror at all. Tonight we went and saw "What happens in Vegas" which is two thumbs down all the way. and ended up chillin with her girls in her room.
I came to this conclusion when she came at me sideways about pickin' some dude up. So she could smoke a L and we could just chill together. So normally I wouldn't have a problem with that but how she went about it really kinda had me hot. I remember sayin' something about a scary answer she told me, and never was that answer more apparant than tonight.
I'm gonna say fuck it man I wanna get with the Jazzy girl, fuck this chick here. But the ball is in her court now I refuse to make a fool out of myself as much as I'd like to talk to her. The best thing about the night was that her girl had some De La Soul dunks and they look even sicker in person. I mean she knew what they were and all about dunks and shit. I was suprised, very suprised.

Cinco de Mayo wrap up

Grand Theft Auto really is monopolizing my free time like a son of a bitch... but the more I play it the more awesomer it gets... but this happened on Cinco de Mayo and I could've post dated it or whatever but it took a minute to get it down. I glossed over the "keepin' it real goes wrong moment" because I really don't feel I made the right choice, I "kept it real" and people I talked to about it said I made the best choice but it just doesn't feel that way.
I'm just getting back from chilling with the Jazzy girl, and I don't know what to think about it at all. I mean it didn't go at all as planned as far as what I had in mind... I just wanted to eat a quesadilla and drink a margarita you know cause it's Cinco de Mayo.. But when I invited her to come out with me, I had like a sit down restaurant in mind you know a real chill affair for the second date, but the place was jumpin' cause of the holiday.
So we go in there and get our drinks and sit at the bar... and we're talkin and the convo is goin real good and all of a sudden a "when keepin' it real goes wrong" moment happens...

But from that moment on things go real smooth the convo flows real good. So I walked her to her car and hugged or whatnot and said our goodbyes. Until I believe I fumbled after that but I'm not even gonna speak on that too much. So yeah....I'm gonna hopefully catch up with her later in the week and see what unfolds...

Darling Pinky

I tink the Jazzy girl is feeling me and I'm damn sure diggin' her like a shovel... we met up tonight at my favorite club, and I was like " Can you dance?" she gave me a crazy face and was like " I guess you'll have to find out...." I did and she can most definatly move... I mean she is just too damn sexy... her friends were nothin to play with either, I wish my dog Lloyd, Bap or Smitty would've been off in there, it would've been o-v-e-r... What was crazy to me though was that all the while I was with her I was like this is the chick I've been seeing in class and I never would've thought I'd be here with her... but all in all I had a damn good time and can't wait to call her jazzy ass tommorow.

I just got off the phone with the Jazzy girl from my public speaking class and damn... she's cooler than a box fan in the winter time! I talked to her for a hot hot minute and she was like she's gotta do something and if I don't call you back tonight, I'll hit you tommorow, so I was like cool. So here I was playing GTA when I see her call! We talked for about a good hour and the convo was flowing real good, she was talking about going out tommorow to the same club I'm going to, so that should be very intresting on a few levels... but we've made plans to go out tommorow so we'll see what happens...

and so it ends....

The more I play GTA it just gets better and better I mean damn, it's just a cool ass game.. I can easily see people out there doing some serious geeking out with this game... But last night was my last class of public speaking and I had to accept "Best Speaker" and speak for two minutes, and two minutes is a long time tryna just go off the dome killing time and tryin' to thank people and be entertaining! But I believe it came out well with a time of 2:02. After we all spoke our teacher gave a great speech about how a pretty good student tried to get a pretty good job and he found out pretty good wasn't enough.. And how on a gravestone the dates belong to God but the - in between belongs to you... I really took it to heart and asked the Jazziest girl in my class to go out with me sometime... So in the future, hopefully this weekend we'll hang out...sweet right? But one problem is theres not to much to do that's cool datewise here in Virginia Beach.. Like there's this Greek restaurant Nazeef's, with bellydancers and hookahs, but that's the most interesting place I've found.. But tonight I'll be going out with Smitty to see what the club is looking like, so I'll let y'all know how that goes...

Ants in my pants and I need to...

It's like 9:50 at night,I don't know what to do with myself and I just got in from the class I thought would be my last one, but we've got one more so yeah... anyway for the last class we were gonna be giving acceptance speeches, and I was going to be accepting best speaker, because I'm a beast! Anyways there was gonna be a celebration and everybody was supposed to bring in something. So yeah, I stroll in class with sodas and a empty stomach and there lookin' at me like I'm a damn fool... but fast forward to a real jazzy girl in my class,I found out her uncle is like the Bishop Eddie Long of Virginia and as we were leaving we had a little convo and I'm like damn... I've got a schoolgirl crush on this schoolgirl... and you know what I don't care! But anyways I'm gonna take a lil nap 'till I go pick up Grand Theft Auto, play it alllll night and go to work like a zombie and tell y'all about it...

Class action

Damn this girl in my Public Speaking class is sofa king jazzy! Her name is Ms.Robinson and she's a fashion major... Anyways I didn't do a Acceptance speech for "Best Speaker" like I thought, but that's next monday... Last night I did a commemorative speech on my best friend "Jennifer"... It was completely off the dome, but I spoke on the first time we met " I had on this Independent hoodie and it was pretty cool or whatever, so I'm wearing it in Algebra 2 and Jennifer says " You're hoodies really cool" and I said "Yeah, it is isn't it..." and this girl Trameka was like "That was mean as hell, Andre." I talked about how cool, sarcastic and mean she is.

Interestation up ahead!

This next week should be very interesting, Through my roomate I met a girl that's cooler than a box fan in the summer time so yeah... and with another attempt to right some wrongs on tuesday and thursday, I really can't wait!