Happy June!
Now you have two months left to live in Houston.
Oh.
Yay…
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Happy June!
Happy June!
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Queued: this is just adorable
What are you doing, tiny snake?
I WILL EAT THIS LEAF
LOOK AT HIM HE’S TRYING SO HARD HE’S SUCH A LITTLE BADASS
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Amen, sistah.
Preach it.(Source: whitepaperquotes)
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Today my mom wasn’t home, so my eight year old sister asked me to set some words for her so she could write her daily sentences. I knew she did them every day, but I’ve never bothered to read them before.
My sister is a lot of things. She’s extremely smart, fairly quiet, and absolutely hilarious. But today I learned two new things about her:
a) my sister does not have a way with the written word
b) my sister is addicted to crack cocaine
I don’t know what the fuck she’s smoking but I want in on it sweet baby jesus I did not know what to do with myself while I was reading some of these
what is wrong with her
I don’t even understand what some of these mean
(things you should know: I am natalie, and her “silkys” are two little silk & velveteen blankets she’s slept with since she was born.)
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So…S-Club came on, and then I went to reblog this, and they’re definitely dancing to it, on beat and everything.
So great.
Also, I miss Ashley a lot.
You’re cool, Ashley. Just in case you forgot. ILOVEYOUANDSTUFF.
=)
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I have a new-found love of awesome bikes. I should get a picture of Mr. Hosea’s bike. It’s the best thing ever, pretty much.
That’s all.
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Hip-Hop Saved My Life — Lupe Fiasco (featuring Nikki Jean)
Check it —> 1:08.
That house is two blocks from my house. One of my students used to live in it up until a few months or so ago, when his family moved two houses over. His grandmother and great-grandma, Miss Dianne and Miss May, still live there.How surreal is that?
Lyrics, yo:
Dedicate dedicate
Uh this one right here goes out
To my homie with the dream
Know what I mean
He said I write what I see
Write to make it right
Don’t like where I be
I’d like to make it like
The sights on TV
Quite the great life
So nice and easy
See now you can still die from that
But it’s better than not being alive from straps
Agreed
A mead notebook and a Bic that click
When it’s pushed and a wack beat
That’s a track that’s weak
That he got last week
‘cause everybody in the store
Was like that’s that heat
A bass heavy medley with a sample from the 70s
With a screwed up hook that went
STACK THAT CHEESE
Something something something
STACK THAT CHEESE
Mother sister cousin
STACK THAT CHEESE
He couldn’t think of nothing
STACK THAT CHEESE
He turns down the beat writers block impedes
Crying from the next room a baby in need
Of some pampers and some food and a place to sleep
That plus a black Cadillac on D’s
Is what keep him on track to be a great MC
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Reps Northside so he rocks them braids
Eleven hundred friends on his myspace page
Stack that cheese got seven hundred plays
Producer made him take it down
Said he had to pay
Open mic champ two weeks in a row
Ex boy with a boy flow
Glow like Leroy you should see boy go
Got a daddy serving life and a brother on The Row
Best homie in the grave
Tattered up while in the cage
Minutemaid got his momma work like a slave
Down baby momma who he really had to honor
‘cause she was his biggest fan
Even let him use the Honda
Drive up to Dallas went to open up for amateurs
Let him keep her debit card
So he could put gas in it
Told her when he get on
He’s gonna take her to the gallery
Buy her everything but the mannequins your dig
(Chorus)
His man called said “your time might be now”
They played your freestlye over “Wipe me down”
They played it two times
Said it might be crowned
As the best thing out the H-TOWN in a while
He picked up his son with a great big smile
Rapped every single word to the newborn child
Then he put ‘em down and went back to the kitchen
Put on another beat and got back to the mission
To get his momma out the hood
Put her somewhere in the woods
Keep his lady looking good
Have her rolling like she should
Show his homies there’s a way
Other than that flipping Yay
Bail his homie outta jail
Put a lawyer on his case
Throw a concert for the school
Show this that’s it cool
Throw some candy on the cadi
Chuck the duece and act a fool
Man it feels good when it happens like that
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How Mission Year Creates Its Own Reality That Only Somewhat Reflects What’s Really Happening In The World:
How Mission Year Creates Its Own Reality That Only Somewhat Reflects What’s Really Happening In The World:
How Mission Year Creates Its Own Reality That Only Somewhat Reflects What’s Really Happening In The World:
1.) You don’t realize that there are going to be Summer Olympics this year until the gym teacher of the school you work at announces that the school will be having its own mini-Olympics on the last day of school.
2.) You still don’t actually put together that the reason your school is having this mini-Olympics is because there are going to be Summer Olympics this year until three quarters of the way through her explanation of the Olympics.
3.) Your neighbors ask you about huge pieces of news, like tornadoes and other big such things not far from where you live, and you blink at them and answer, “What tornadoes?”
4.) You realize that celebrities have died because the St. John’s choir somehow manages to pull off singing “I Will Always Love You,” in the middle of worship on Sunday morning. And the entire congregation loses its mind.
5.) Your cousin gets an internship in Arkansas for the summer, and you suddenly remember that you have a cousin. Who you can actually talk to.
