The Other Side Of Me

This Blog is a documentation, a day-to-day account of my coming out process. This is here so people can read, and see where i've made mistakes and where i've made progress, so that during their coming out they can attempt to avoid or emulate those things. It is also here, to show the struggle me and many others have faced, when coming to terms with our sexuality.

2/27/2005

Logan needs to run his ass out of here.

I just watched Logan's Run, and it was just as bad as before. Now i have to start to write my report about it. I have to show how that the movie was about the evils of hippies... Not too hard, since the hippies killed everyone when they turned 30...

Also i'm batting 100% on that Pepsi Game. Two Pepsis = Two Songs! Weeeee... I looked for the 'Gay Boyfriend' Song, no luck. :( So i got Mos Def's 'Ghetto Rock'. I also DLed all there free songs. Which have all been really good. My Fav of the free ones is Bright Eyes' "When The President Talks To God".

It was hard though, picking a song. I wanted 'Ghetto Rock' but i kept thinking that when i 'purchased' it, i would think of something better to get with my free DL.

But other then my wrestling with my song selection, today i was doing nothing but waiting on my little sister to come home; because she was pissed, and i couldn't wait 'till i could hear her bitch.

I think in one of my first posts that i said that i didn't like Drama; Well, i've grown to appreciate it. It makes me laugh. Especially coming from my little sister. Like today when my mom got a rocking chair, and my little sister was bitching that it was for our older sister (the one she disowns). Whew, she even bitched when they bought a new dinning room table, saying that the old one is going to our older sister (then she tacked on that she needed it so that 'fat ass' could hold all her “Extreme Tots” [the sonic thing that my little sister claims is our older sister's favorite thing in the world {and what makes it funny, is i'm always seeing our older sister with a sonic cup }])


Hello Children

Black Jack Johnson N.Y.C., R-O-C-K-I-N-G
Sun and the moon, earths, stars, and planets
Before song done y'all goin' all understand it

Like - Hot
The haters can't fuck with it
'Cause they mom and they sister and girl in love with
it (and they niggaz)
Sound man holla black COME WITH IT
Sping the record 'till the record done spinning
Up top is you getting up with it?
Dirty dirty is you getting cronk with it?
Smokey smoke from coast to coast
Be carefull our first draw be that overdose
Who stay holding it from Brooklyn? YOU KNOW IS MOS!
Ha, Jackpot I (Sing yo) got to go for broke
Is this the only way the Smith Family now to go
Right here to my youngest one is older folks
Im'ma put down like a dirty so and so
Freak daddy came here to work the mojo - oh
Because the - high is high and the low is low
And that goes for the sinner man to holy folks
Put your shit in the sky like I know you - oh
(Brooklyn stand up!)
Ha, my ghetto nation get toe to toe
Stay rocking steady steady 'cause I told you so
And after y'all get it go I let it go some more
That Black Jack about something for sure) for sure
(SAY WHAT!)
For sure for sure (HA!)
Let me see you in the world making your shoulder role
And if it get good tell your nigga throw your 'bows

'Cause we are so ghetto
Yes we are rock and roll
Yes we are so ghetto
Yes we are rock and roll
Yes we are so ghetto
Yes we are rock and roll
Yes we are so ghetto
Yes we are - rock and motherfucking roll (WOOOO!)

Ha, I am a fighter and a lover
I'm the freaky baby daddy, I'm a bad motherfucker
I'm the earth, wind, fire, and the thunder
I said I am, go ask my mother
You don't believe that shit believe what you want to
Alright, OK, So, Shut-up!
Speak language come straight from the gutter
Observe the terms that we trade with one and other
Like - what's good, what's popping, what's cracking
What it is, how you living, what's happening
Work songs that the slaves sang back then
The playground chants, with little girls claping

Black John Johnson N.Y.C., R-O-C-K-I-N-G
Son and the moon, earths, stars, and planets
Before the song done y'all going all understand it
Black John Johnson N.Y.C., R-O-C-K-I-N-G
Son and the moon, earths stars and planets
Before the song done y'all going all understand it

SPACE!
GIMME THE SPACE!
BACK UP, GIMME THE SPACE!!!
LET A NIGGA ROCK!
GIMME THE SPACE!
LET A NIGGA ROCK!
LET A NIGGA ROCK, HA!
This is the sound
Ghettos rock
This is the sound
Ghettos rock
This is the sound
Ghettos rock
This is the sound
Ghettos rock
This is the sound
Ghettos rock
This is the sound
Ghettos rock and - MOTHERFUCKING ROLLLLLLLLL!
~ Mos Def

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