Site hosted by Angelfire.com: Build your free website today!

 

 

October Journal Entries

 

Tuesday October 12, 2004: 

I don’t know about today.  I mean this is the first day that I’ve actually had a chance to sit down and put the thoughts in my mind into words on paper.  I had this idea a long time ago, but me being the ever-so active person that I am, it’s been hard trying to just sit still. Anyway, I guess I should probably stop blabbering and start talking.  Today was kind of interesting, although never out of order.  There is always a system to how my day goes.  I woke up this morning feeling a little hung over from the night before. Yes, I said hung over…but I don’t drink…you’ll figure it out.  Anyway, I knew I had to get up to go to work, so I just sent up a little prayer and got dressed.  I cleaned up my room before I left the house because my Mom has been on my balls about keeping everything “just so.”  I got in my car and took my usual fifteen-minute drive to work.  You see, when I go to work, it’s always a battle because I have two very “special” managers.  They are husband and wife, and as far as I can tell I think they might be East Indian.  For some strange reason, neither of them has any real people skills.  Hold on, I’ll break it down a little better: If they were to live with my family and I for more than a day, they’d be getting slapped up because of the way they speak to people. Anyway, I don’t want to dwell on that situation.  I’m sure you’ll hear more about that later.  I talked to Trirese today.  Every time I call this girl she’s always eating.  I called her this morning and she was getting up and about to eat.  I called her on my lunch break and she was about to go to lunch, then when I got off work and she called me, she wasn’t feeling well but was about to eat dinner with her family.  She’s crazy.  Other than that, I went to campus again tonight and found out that one of my boys from back in high school had gotten into a fight with my boy Nice.  That’s a whole other conversation though.  Well, I’m done for today, I'm real tired and it’s like 3am so I’m going to call it a night.  I’ll get at you tomorrow. ~1~

  Top of Page / Home

Wednesday October 13, 2004:   

Good morning people.  I just woke up and it’s 1pm.  Damn right?  Anyway, I had the strangest dream last night about my shorty.  I dreamt that she and I had a kid and got married and shit. I was like damn please don’t tell me I’m trippin like that in real life.  Anyway, I love her enough to see those things happen, just not right now.  I know that sounds real bad, but I know I’m not stable or ready for that.  Anyway, I’m about to leave the house and go out job hunting.  I know I told you I already have a job, but if I explained the half about that job you’d understand.  I’ll get at you later.

Anyway, as I was saying.  Nah, I'm just playin.  Anyway, I didn't do much of anything today.  It was my day off so I just chilled for a little.  I went up to St. Aug for a little to handle some business with my people, then I just came back home because it started raining.  I wasn't really interested in doing anything tonight.  I'm usually out until 2,3,4, even 5 in the morning.  I don't know what's gotten into me lately, but it's like sometimes I just want to chill and relax and do absolutely nothing.  It's just been one of those days.  Well, I'm about to call it a night early tonight, part of my "chill mode" routine.  Big shouts going out to the S.E. Raleigh Bulldogs (my old high school), it's their homecoming this week. Also, big shouts to my St. Aug crew. ~1~

Top of Page / Home

Thursday October 14, 2004:

To be honest, nothing really happened today other than going to work.  I did work a little on my new Slow Jams mixtape.  It's a promising one.  I have to DJ in Durham tonight at MK's in downtown Durham on E.Main street. 

 I want to shout out my boys Sindbad, Wood Chuck and O-Dog for rollin with me out there.  They were the life of the party...after they got a few trees and drinks in their system.  It's been a long day!!  I have to be up for work in the morning...I'll get at you tomorrow. (4:27am)

 

Top of Page / Home

Friday October 15, 2004:

Ok, so I woke up this morning after a long night at the club to help my friend/ ex-girl with her graduation paper.  That was rough considering the fact that: A) I haven't seen her in forever and she was lookin good as hell.  and B) Because I had been out all night and I could have used the extra couple hours of sleep.  Everything went well with that though. 

I worked all day...same sh*t, different day.  Tonight promises to be a good one though, I'll make sure I fill you in when I get back in the crib. (6:59pm)

Top of Page / Home

Saturday October 16, 2004:

NO JOURNAL ENTRY TODAY!!....sorry!

R.I.P. - Ryan and Jon from my girl Brittany.  She misses you.

Top of Page / Home

Sunday October 17, 2004:

There has just been a lot of sh*t goin on out here lately and sometimes we just need to sit back and remember our fallen soldiers.  Much love goes out to my niggaz in these streets trying to make something of themselves, only to be looked down upon because of the color of their skin...and even though we face adversity because of the color of our skin, we should NEVER use that as an EXCUSE!!

R.I.P. to all who have fallen.   Thug Holiday.

Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry its alright baby
Everything gone be gravy later, that's right
This is the time when we take time to remember
All the loved ones we lost in the struggle you know
I dedicate this to my brother Hollywood, Lil Toby, Bam
My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this to the struggle
Everybody in the county jail, state penn, and fed... check it out

Verse 1:
If weren't for bad luck, hell I guess that nigga wouldn't have none
But when I think about it, where would I be without my gun
How could I, get away from the po-pos if, a nigga could run
And why was I, given a daughter when I always prayed for a son
Life is crazy aint it, sometimes I even think da same thang
I been waitin on freedom to ring, hell, but aint a thang changed
And I lost my brotha in the struggle, Tata Head done lose his mother
And I'm thinking if I lose mine who gone raise my brothas
Not to be a thug, stay in school, don't use drugs
Who'll teach them right from, show dem boys, true love
So I pray for betta days, face da bombs and da run-a-ways
And I, put my guns away and I pray for peace on Sundays
It's crazy aint it

Chorus:
Just like the soldiers, that aint comin home this year
Just like the fellas in prison, we miss you so much fa real
What about the children woh ran away, that aint comin home today
Well here's a message from coast to coast
Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug holiday


Verse 2:
If it wasn't for, all these killings, all these conflicts in religions
Muslims, Jews, and Christians would know that they are all God's children
And there's only, one Him, plus aint none of yall confronted Him
We so blind in our own mind we wouldn't even know God if we confronted Him
And I, read yo books, konw all yo remixes to the Bible
What about a, verse for thugs, cureable drugs, and survival
Let's add some chapters, name 'em Martin, Malcolm and Farrakhan
In all my history books, only one died was the Amerikans
And let's point 'em out, who's responsible for Vietnam (you, you, you)
And hold on, there's more, we had 2 World Wars
And, how come judges make more than the teachers is making
When they the one raising all the taxes and got us fighting for education
Life is crazy aint it

Chorus:
So many tears throughout the years
Somebody tell me what's goin on
And so many lie
But only God knows, bout the pain deep inside
It gets so hard
Ya gotta keep ya head up, I know ya feed up
But stay strong
Here's a message from coast to coast
Cause when them thugs really need it the most
A thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like a thug holiday

This is for my people in the ghetto (ghetto)
I'm callin out
I'm callin out
To all my thugs in the ghetto (callin out)
Cause it gets hard sometimes
Buy ya gotta keep ya head up, and be strong
Here's a message from coast to coast
Cause when them thugs really need it the most
A thug holiday, thug holiday
Cause we need it, gotta have it
Cause it gets hard here in these streets
You know what I mean
In the ghetto
I'm callin out too all my thugs in the ghetto (ghetto)
This song is dedicated to the ghetto (ghetto)
A message from coast to coast, when them thugs really need it the most
A thug hoilday, I said thug holiday, thug hoilday
We need it, we need it

 

Top of Page / Home

Monday October 18, 2004:

It's 5:16am and I'm just going to sleep from a long night of DJin at the Limelight.  I thought I'd start this one, because I'm not even sure how I'm going to be feeling tomorrow after work...if I'm ill when I get back, you'll have to excuse my tone.  I've explained the work situation, so you already know how that goes.

(10:32 pm) Today was a good day.  My Brother is in town until after my birthday.  We had a chance to go out to lunch with my father.  People, I'm telling you this only because this NEVER happens!!  So... we had lunch then ended up back at my fathers office to work on installing the wireless broadband system in his office.  After that I went and dropped of the turn tables to DYNasty at  97.5FM.  I got another crate of records free from the station.  It really is the best hook up in the world when it comes to getting free vinyl.  We left there and went back to the yard (St. Aug) to chill with some of my people for a while. I met up with this shorty named Amber at the school that I had been gettin at for a while.  We talked for a while and just joked around with a few people, then she gave me one of the best hugs I've ever gotten from a woman.  I don't even mean to sound corny, but that sh*t was on point.  She's 5'3"  with a bangin ass body.  Her smile and her face are perfect.  That height though was what got it on that hug, it's like she fit like a glove.  We chilled or whatever then I bounced back to the crib.  I came in early to work on some things including writing something in this journal.  Yo, I really be sharin a lot of real sh*t with ya'll, don't be twistin my words or gettin it f*cked up.  This is some personal sh*t.   ~DJ Swift~

Top of Page / Home

 

Tuesday October 19, 2004:

M.Mommii: haha
M.Mommii: you are a loser

BBPdiz: hahaha...yeah....but i'm your loser best friend!!!
M.Mommii: yep
BBPdiz: everything good with you?
M.Mommii: yeah
M.Mommii: johns funeral is tmorrow
M.Mommii: tomorrow
M.Mommii: that is gonna suck

BBPdiz: that is...dang
BBPdiz: i'm sorry Britt
M.Mommii: it's ok
BBPdiz: i'm trying to figure out what to write in my journal today because things around me are going so wrong including you losing two friends and a relative all in like a month period
M.Mommii: 2 relatives
M.Mommii: in 10 days
M.Mommii: 4 people in 10 days

BBPdiz: that doesn't even begin to cover the stuff that is going on, on my side
BBPdiz: yeah
M.Mommii: i'm sorry
BBPdiz: i'm ok, but i just look at everything from a broad view and there is just this trend in both of our lives and in the lives of so many others, I mean like my brothers' best friend just lost his son to suicide just Monday and he was a high school senior, track athlete, football player, popular.....
BBPdiz: i just tell myself that life goes on
M.Mommii: awww

I didn't even really know what to write in today's journal.  I think my thoughts in this conversation were appropriate and it felt a little better to talk to my best friend about it than type it.

 

R.I.P.

To all our loved ones, relatives, friends, and even our enemies.  Death should never be wished upon anyone.  Rest in piece.

 

 

Top of Page / Home

Wednesday October 20 - Saturday October 23, 2004:

 

Vacation Time!!!

I decided to take a little vacation time to just get away and unwind for a little bit.  I should be back to the Journals by Sunday night.  ~DJ Swift~

 

Top of Page / Home

 

Sunday October 24, 2004:

(No entry submitted.)

 

Saturday October 30, 2004:

See, now you can tell that things have been real busy for me lately.  I haven't even had a chance to write in my own journal for over a week.  Things have been real rough with working, going to school, taking care of other peoples' mess...  Anyway, I'm in the process of getting my web page designed.  I don't really know when it will be up an running, but the address is www.crewcutpro.com. There isn't anything up on the site yet but give it a few weeks and it should be aight.  I'm about to close out this month with this last journal entry.  We'll get up in November aight fam?  ~1~

 

Top of Page / Home