Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Song of the Night




On repeat...

J. Cole
"In The Morning"
(feat. Drake)

[J. Cole]
Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline
I'm trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime
You fine as hell, I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell
But well, I'm wondering what type of shit you wantin'
Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman
Would you drink with a nigga, do you smoke weed
Don't be ashamed, it aint no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted, I quit but shit, I might get high with you
Its only fitting cause I'm looking super fly with you
A flower, you are powerful, you do something to me
cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me
So i threw em back, now all my niggas hollerin, who was that
Oh boy, she bad nigga, what you bout do with that
I'm finna take you home, just sip a little patron
Now we zonin', baby you so fine

[Chorus]
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin'

And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin'

[Drake]
Uh, baby you winter time cold
The night is still young, drink that dinner wine slow
I'm trying to make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show
I'll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
Yeah, and if you gotta leave for work,
I'll be right here in the same bed that you left me in
I love thick women cause my aunt, she rode equestrian
I used to go to the stables and get those kids to bet me
And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me

I'm joking, I mean that thing is poking
I mean you kinda like that girl that's in the US Open
I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provoking
I got bath water that you can soak in
Things I could do with lotion
Dont need a towel, we could dry off in the covers
And when you think you like it, I promise you gon' love it
Yeah, when lights coming through the drapes and we both yawning
I roll over and ask if..

[Chorus - Drake]

[J. Cole]
Hey, hey, God Bless the child that can hold his own
God Bless the woman that can hold patron
God Bless the homegirl that drove us home
No strings attached, like a cordless phone
You see my intentions with you is clear
I'm learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears
Therefore, you shouldnt judge a nigga off of the shit that you hear
Get all defensive, apprehensive, all because my career
To be fair, I know we barely know each other and yeah
Somehow I wound up in your bed so where we headin from here
Just say you're scared if you're scared but if you through frontin' we can do somethin
And you know just what I'm talking about, tomorrow you'll be calling out
Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn'
Cooking nigga breakfast after sex is like a reward
Then I go my way and you think about me all day, thats just a warning

[Chorus] 

He's so "Friendly"...

I really wish I had the picture of my initialed toenails from way back when! I'd post it here on my dedication blog to the ever Friendly Sj! hahahahaha I wonder if I still have the Svengali blog I posted years ago. I plan on doing a search for it because I don't think I'm quite as clever as I was back then...I know you really want to see some of my raps up here but you'll have to check back because I've got no inspiration at the moment, maybe I'll write a few verses on the plane ride to Berlin, unless of course you're on my flight..which I hope you are because I have lots of stories for you that I couldn't really talk about just now but I really appreciate the phone call. I literally was so irritated right before you called but what you said makes total sense. I won't worry about the bullshit and if those two want to come after me I don't blame them because



Hahahahaha I'm cracking myself up again! That was almost as funny as my ZTV deal memo today! Half of me wants to post all kinds of inside jokes that I know you'd laugh at but it's not necessary because you know, and I know (and well maybe Sullivan knows too) and that's all that matters. So when your phone and email is BLOWING up all day with these nutsuckers from the past trying to jump on your tip since now you are almighty, in charge of all things, and in a crazy position of power I suggest you tell them (or create an auto-responder to your email) encouraging them to submit a flick with a capital "S" on the right toe and lower case "j" on the left toe and then MAYBE you'll get back to them!!!!! Oh really?


Yes, REALLY!


Found some pictures that accurately depict the "stuffiness" of the MIP show that I was describing...


At the Casino...
Setting up the booth...
Outside the Palais...



Workin' hard...

AREN'T YOU EXCITED???


 A-N-Yways...here's to being thrown on the parking lot floor of the baseball game, setting a table fire at Flemings and to oooooooiiiiiinnnnnnggg chhhiiiiiiinng biiiiiiiiinggg - OH, and MAKING A TON OF MONEY TOGETHER. Let's do this!

P.S. Hiiii Courtney!




So tired...

Ahhh, I'm tired this morning! Stupid blog got me occupied too late at night, deja vu, reminiscing things I already been through, don't wanna go back, should focus on my future but this internet postin' reminds me of all the things I use to do in 05, 06, 07, reading old rhymes, re-living emotions, amazed by my dedicated devotion, obsessive compulsion, ride or die notion, sick from a triple dose love potion. Always been boy crazy, still a hopeless romantic but fuck love, I'm over tryin' to plan it. Gonna roll solo and teach myself how to smile, even if that means lonely nights in the meanwhile writing a lotta drunk blogs to read back in 2020! Blackberry buzzing, got money to make, kisses! Have a good day!


The last 24...

So it's been about 24 hours since I started this blog and not much has been accomplished since then. My day could've been more productive...starting with my workout. I stayed up until after 2am trying to choose the link colors and border sizes of this dumb page which caused me to be exhausted during bootcamp. Put in a few hours of work at my house before taking a little side trip across town. Hoping to get some quality time in at the office when I got back, I found myself completely distracted by this random (kind of) mental image which had just been painted for me moments prior. Image was making me smile but I knew I shouldn't have been thinking about that at all. Priorities - Reality - Contracts - FOCUS! In between David pestering me with questions and Lindsay and I talking about how much we love Drake I somehow managed to finish a few things. Just as I was getting in the zone a new contact from one of our studios hit me on AIM. I needed to talk to him about a deal anyways so I was glad he said hello, although I can't lie, one of his first questions (after telling a few jokes and then asking me to hang on like 3 times,) was about "what we could do together to push monthly sales over X amount of dollars"and it deserved my standard reaction. "The less time I spent entertaining him the more time I'd have to actually sell his content." For some reason I felt comfortable enough to actually tell him that where usually I'd keep my sarcasm to myself. He didn't take offense though. He must have been too busy throwing bait my way. LOL Quote of the day: "You are skilled, like one of those fishes that swims around the boat all day and doesn't take the bait!" I literally laughed out loud - I've been told this before but never heard such a clever analogy so I asked if I could quote that on my blog. Haha I completely gave up trying to work somewhere in between his list of bait that I had ignored and his recollection of my right shoe strap constantly sliding off of my "Asian feet" the other day at lunch. He was witty enough to get my attention (or maybe it was that Mandingo DVD that was playing in the corner of my screen idk) so when he asked to see my blog I shot him the link. I was a bit apprehensive since my older blogs get pretty deep but I figured if he wanted to know what I was all about that was as good of place as any to start. Thinking he'd be bored after the first few Amy-ism's, I didn't expect him to read the entire page so when he came back and started scoring himself according to my checklist I was slightly embarrassed! He said he was shooting for an 80% which had me cracking up. I admired his honesty in checking off his qualifications and unexpectedly the conversation turned serious for a few. My blog had invoked a conversation that I likely wouldn't have entertained otherwise but at the end of the two hours I was happy I did. I ended up giving him like an 83% since he helped me with a math problem. It would have been an 85% but I had to deduct 2% because he accused me of being a "gamer" by testing him to see if he was actually just an idiot. Apparently the answer was so easy he thought I was messing with him so you can imagine how stupid I felt when I actually wanted him to tell me the answer! -2%! hahahhahahahaha I'm laughing again re-living this conversation but the reality is 82%, 85% or even 99%, I don't date people in the industry. I don't allow myself to cross that line because I need to mind my P's and Q's in order to uphold a certain level of respect as a woman working in this male-dominated industry. Even though he's not a "porn guy" and his motto is the same as the hook in "Guillotine", he's still off limits romantically. Maybe he really is the ultimate "closer" like he said because his vibe made me want to make him a lot of money!

Speaking of making money, I was just told a very disturbing, yet brilliant scheme of how to raise money fast. Shoot this hustle could actually be a full time job! In the process of looking for a new place to live David tells me that some landlord asked him to pay $30 for a credit check today and he didn't want to do it. At first it struck me as odd since a paid credit check is standard but then he says, "How do I know that this guy isn't just advertising his need for a roommate on craigslist 24-7 and having potential tenants coming by all day long just to collect cash from them? Maybe he never lets anyone move in." He goes on and on theorizing about how you could make hundreds of dollars a day and no one would ever know and that if you make the price really low, everyone will want it! He even suggests that landlords could be purposely leaving multiple rooms/units open just to constantly show collect the application fees. Someone could show a room 10 times in one day and make $300 - literally not doing shit. How someone even comes up with a scheme like this cracks me up but I'll tell you what, I'm never filling out another application unless I'm sure I even want the place! Too funny!

btw I have another criteria to add to my checklist...MUST be able to properly fill my tires with air...omg For as many ex's as I let floss my whip around town like they own it, never had a man who took care of it for me. Tire light was on for over a month and it took my moms dragging me to the gas station. lol












Bed time! Bootcamp in less than 3 hours...FML.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Who I'd Like to Meet...


Who would I like to meet? Not any one in particular really... just someone that has their priorities in order yet never sacrifices their love for life. I try my best to associate only with those who are equally driven so we are constantly pushing each other day by day to maximize our potential. I don't need a man to complete me. I think of my man just like I think of an accessory to an already cute outfit - without it, the outfit is still cute but with it, I have that much more appeal! I am my own woman, my own best friend and my own worst enemy. Time will tell all - and "karma's a REAL bitch!"

I admire punctuality, honesty, intelligence and sincerity. Fuck your ulterior motives and your pokerface. I'm callin' your bluff... I'm easy to please. A real simple girl at heart. My ideal man would a) teach me something new every day b) draw me a picture c) tell me a story every night before bed d) make me laugh e) do my dishes f) support my dreams and g) welcome my independence (Oh, and sleeping late on the weekends is a MUST!)

Men who put family first and respect women are sexy to me. I want to be with someone who rides like my best friend, acts the same as he would if it were just him and isn't afraid to take control of a situation. 

I should just stay single huh? hahahahaha 

Myspace Blogs from the Past

Thought these were worth sharing from my old blog on myspace. Some old school Amy-isms...man I used to get deep with it. LOL After reading these over for the first time in years, I contemplated for a while before deciding to bring some of my old blog to the new blog. I believe blogs are your timeline of life showing how you've grown and how your perspectives have changed. I hope my past writings inspire me to express myself as honestly as I used to. The person I am today wouldn't write so candidly about half the things I mention below. I'm jaded, cautious and afraid of letting people know me that well. Now it takes a lot of vodka before I get THIS REAL! Re-reading these blogs at times made me laugh, took me back, made me want to hide and made me want to CHANGE. Although I wanted to revise certain parts to reflect my current point of view, I left the blogs unedited for authenticity. Peep the dates, don't judge me.




April 7, 2009
The Bucket List




What started out as a typical, lazy Sunday in bed, has surprisingly left me motivated and inspired in so many ways. Having just finished movie number two, THE BUCKET LIST, starring Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson, I sit here blogging while my mind races. (BTW movie number one was HAVOC, an indie film starring Anne Hathaway. A great film about rich kids from the Palisades who mimic the "gangster" lifestyle and end up in drama that's way over their heads. The movie's tag line is, "some boundaries weren't mean to be crossed." At the end of the movie the credits read, "In loving memory of Jessica Kaplan." HAVOC intrigued me to the point of Googling Jessica Kaplan and reading her biography. Jessica was a 16 year old girl who originally wrote the original screenplay for the movie and sold it to New Line Cinema. On a side note, I found out that Jessica died at the age of 24 in a plane crash. Crazy thing is that she was one of four passengers that died in the plane that crashed into an apartment building in the Fairfax District in 2003. The crash was literally two streets from my old apartment and I remember that day so vividly. Newscasts would probably have footage of Chucky (my bf at the time), doing his best to get on TV at the scene. lol. Well, anyways, before I get too sidetracked, it tripped me out how things come full circle sometimes.)

For those who haven't seen THE BUCKET LIST I recommend adding it to your Netflix Queue or checking it out On Demand. (Cinemax has it available On Demand right now.) To be honest, I wasn't thrilled about watching a movie about a couple of near-death men checking things off a list of To-Do's before they kicked the bucket but believe it or not, sometimes I do compromise. The movie turned out to be a real eye-opener. In the end, it had less to do with the lives of two old men about to die and more about all the things they missed out on during their lifetime. It's amazing how quickly we all give up or sacrifice our goals, dreams and ambitions once we hit that fork in the road. We too often seem to settle or compromise ourselves for the sake of others and realize only once it's too late. Time passes with no remorse and promises never to forgive a moment. Making a list of things to do before you die sounds so cliche. My guess is most people don't make a list because they don't have anything deep enough that's worth writing down or they are afraid to commit to something they'll never put forth any effort to achieve. Either way, you only live once and life is what you make of it. Underlying messages in THE BUCKET LIST are things that should appear on everyones list such as, stepping outside of your own comfort zone in order to experience life from a different perspective, make REAL friends and help them, marriage should be treated as sacred and hold love and loyalty in the highest regard, make amends with those you love who you've hurt or been hurt by to find the joy in your life and so many others. THE BUCKET LIST painted a good picture of why money can't buy happiness. More often than not, those with everything they ever wanted are lonely. Money provides options, yes, but should never define your character.


Jan. 1, 2008


Tips for a great 2008
Current mood: Enlightened


"Things happen. Things you never see coming, and you think afterward, if I'd known this would I change things? Would I have done more or would I be thinking, "I need more time?"

It is so cliché to say you are "turning over a new leaf" with the start of each year. It's a mental mind-fuck to make phony resolutions, swearing up and down that THIS YEAR is going to be THE year you; stop smoking, start exercising, eat healthier, save money blah, blah BLAH. Lying to yourself with good intentions does not make it ok. It's time to get real here. The dropping of a ball at midnight doesn't perform miracles. It does not motivate and it definitely doesn't provide solutions to your problematic behaviors. People usually set so many goals for themselves it's unrealistic to make progress. They also justify their excess smoking or lack of exercise with the fallacy of "smoking a lot before quitting" or "always gaining weight during the holidays." I'm learning that goals can only be reached when you're ready to make changes. And ONLY once the changes are accepted and embraced into your routine, will you see improvement.

2007 was a rough year. I don't know anyone who had a good 2007. It seems everyone was plagued with death, disorder and financial deficit. Common problems yes, but ever so prevalent. I am personally looking forward to a clean slate in 2008. I'm not depending on a "new year" to change my life. I'm focused on moving forward optimistically, and leaving what's in the past where it belongs, behind us. Experience is gained through an opportunity taken. Inner strength is the courage to take risks. Courage is the ability to have the confidence in yourself that you can be successful as long as you want to be. There is no "try", either you do it or you don't. Such a simple statement is complicated with excuses and circumstantial bullshit that buy people time. I'm not telling you anything that you haven't heard a million times. Moms have been telling their kids that they can do anything they put their minds to for hundreds of years. All I'm doing is chipping away at the widespread belief that a new year means a "new you". Every day is the first day of the rest of your life. It's up to you how you live it.

Happy New Year and warm wishes to all my friends and family. Remain honest with yourself and loyal to those you love and to all a great 2008!



October 30, 2007


Human Interaction

Human interaction is the most ironic thing. The way we build trust and relationships is never foul proof and the things we do to show people we care may not always be forgivable. The most ill will comes from those who love us most, which truly makes it difficult to comprehend scenarios. Those who really don't give a shit about us wouldn't waste a second trying to hurt us. The irony is, they really don't want to hurt us. They just want us to feel their pain. Even if it's just pain, the two will once again share SOMETHING. 



How many chances are you willing to take before you accept that maybe it's just not meant to be? But how can you justify not fighting for the one you love? As the tables turn, and the months pass, we struggle to see who finishes last. There are no winners. Only two wandering souls remain, searching for that affectionate, security that once lit their lives. Continuing on this never-ending merry-go-round, we keep landing in the same spot…what does it mean for those who don't believe in coincidences? What can you offer besides heartbreak?


October 28, 2007


You'll Never Know...
Current mood: Hopeful







You'll never know...

who your REAL friends are until you make a few enemies.

You'll never know...

how much you loved them until after you've LOST them.

You'll never know...

the significance of your mistakes until you face the CONSEQUENCES.

You'll never know...

what could've been unless you EMBRACE opportunity.

You'll never know...

how sweet SUCCESS can be until you've worked hard enough to earn it.

Words are words, talk is CHEAP, I'll be real with you, if you're REAL with me. To be let down HURTS, even the toughest have CRIED but at the end of the day, hold no REGRETS, you tried. A WISE man once said, only the STRONG survive, no sympathy for the LAMES or those I've passed by.  Patience is a virtue for the WEAK, always aggressive, time flies, REAL speak. Loyalty to what's RIGHT not whomever's around, having TWO faces makes you a CLOWN. If you're DOWN like you claim, you're alright in my book, but PLAYING both sides ain't a good LOOK.

I don't need "friends" like this...I'm in my own little world. Don't worry - people know me here.

"And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
[Eminem]
Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered
With all of this nonsense it's constant
And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content -
- the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses"
And all of this controversy circles meAnd it seems like the media immediately
Points a finger at me (finger at me)..
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb,
 it's the one you put up
When you 
DON'T GIVE A FUCK, when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too."


RISE ABOVE....

May 1, 2007

Thoughts for the Evening...
Current mood: Lonely

There comes a point when you're tired of chasing everyone and tryin to fix whatever's wrong with their lives, its not giving up, its realizing that you don't need some people and the drama they involve you in. Trust no one cause around here people change like the seasons. Been through backstabs, scumbags and lies. I got a list of people I despise...so if you got my trust don't lose it, and if you got my Love, don't ABUSE it.

I would LOVE to meet a MAN, with a job and a car and not some little BOY who needs me like they need their mother. I'm not materialistic by any means but I'm not messin' with any guy who lacks motivation and DRIVE. I'll be the breadwinner, that's ok with me, but you gotta want SOMETHING in life (besides me). Havegoals.com I need a man who accepts me for being the dork that I am and loves my quirkiness. As long as we can laugh at each other we will get along. And you must be able to keep up with me. I'm a busy one and I'm forever on the go. I need someone to hand me a water bottle every couple miles while I'm runnin' this marathon, not someone who keeps untying my shoe every time I get ahead of the game. I would also like a guy who can have fun doing anything, and not mind doing it with a drink in their hand! I want a man that turns heads upon entering the room. If I want him, you know there's something special about him. His ass better be loyal too. I have serious trust issues and a long-list of previous relationships that I've stepped out of…I don't want any reason to suspect foul play because I got more game than Staples Center so I smell bullshit a mile away. Don't even try it cuz I will be the best thing you ever lost…

IF YOU HAVE a psycho ex-girlfriend (or girlfriend period), a wife, an addiction (this includes drugs, alcohol, video games or anything that takes up an inordinate amount of your time), a problem being faithful, an STD, trust or control issues, a problem with the fact my back is tatted with my soulmates name, a cat (I might consider but I'm deathly allergic), a history of violence, more than one babies mama, a huge ego (whether it needs stroking or not) a problem with me making more money than you, serious debt/bankruptcy/eviction that requires putting everything in my name, something against cigarette smoke, a distaste for loud (rap/hip hop) music, an uncontrollable temper, or belong to a cult (or extremely dedicated to an organized religion which requires I convert before marriage), chances are I'm not gonna fuck with you.


IF YOU DON'T HAVE tattoos, talent, a high school diploma, a drivers license, a desire to live, an opinion, a sense of direction, a backbone, patience, the ability to sit still, a job, a car, a sense of humor, a positive outlook, an address, social skills, something to talk about or a phone where I can reach you, your ass BETTER have some serious bedroom skills because CHANCES ARE, I'M NOT GONNA FUCK WITH YOU!

AND if you roll with a bunch of homies with the previously listed disqualifications, chances are you won't be very high on my list because you're only as good as the company you keep!

Don't cheat me, don't beat me
Best know how to treat me
I'll love you so good
Promise you won't want to leave me.
If I'm down for you
Count on me to ride
All day and night
I'll stay on your mind.
Chance comes only once in your life
A girl like me you'll find,
Betta step up yo game and make a move
Before you're out of time.
Don't want to be dependant
Or to be depended on
Because Lopsided relationships
never last long.
Want you to tell me bout things I never knew
And when I go on vacation, you get to come too.
I need to be inspired then
Attention I'll invest
If you're charismatic
I'm easy to impress.
The system stole my heart away
But life goes on in other ways.
If you think you can handle
What I'm all about
Hit me up
Cuz I won't seek you out.

Still ORIGINAL….




January, 2007


Forced to Find My Way...


So much has happened since the last time I sat down and really put the real shit on paper. If 2006 was my year to Grow Up, 2007 will be the year I am forced to find my way – a way that is solely my own, selfishly driven, unique and up to par with my expectations. I’ve learned that no matter what you go through, or whom you have by your side while you’re going through it, at the end of the day, you are still alone to face the realities of what has become your situation. You better make sure that when the chips are down and it matters most, you can look in the mirror and tell yourself that you have no regrets – that you wouldn’t change a damn thing if you had the opportunity. Either that, or you live in a state that’s motionless – stuck – handicapped – dependent – insatiable – unforgiving. Last year flew by so fast. I feel like if I would have stopped just long enough to blink, I would have missed it all. The contradiction is (because with me you know there is at least one) that 2006 was a year to top them all. 2006 was the year that never seemed to end, filled with heartache, disappointment, love and hope. Days began to run into one another as I slowly lost sight of the many positive aspects of my life. I found myself dwelling in a depression focused on things I had no control over. Opportunities flourished around me yet I could be bothered minimally. Sometimes for happiness we hesitate. The biggest challenge is finding the light at the end of every tunnel. Let’s face it, blaming circumstances or others for losing yourself is the easy road traveled. What matters is how compelled you are to adapt to life’s curveballs. How you breathe when pressures on, bases are loaded, bottom of the Ninth, when you are blind-sided with a 100 MPH pitch straight in the gut, is what matters. Picture it – everything around you is blurry, people are calling your name, you can’t recognize any of them, you think that’s your name… you can’t remember where you are or what you were supposed to do but you know that success is all riding on your next move. It’s like when Bolo blinds Jean-Claude Van Damn in Bloodsport. Are you able to forget all external factors and rely upon the skills you’ve drilled endlessly in training? In a split-second, are you able to react appropriately and make the decisions you’ve contemplated so thoroughly, your response is automatic?   




February 23, 2006

Growing Up in 2006
Current mood: Determined

"Growing Up in 2006"
Another year has started and another one has gone. Most of 2005 flew by unnoticed as I struggled to regain my identity. The waking daze of discovering who I was, what I wanted and where I was going clouded my head as I began my journey alone for the first time in years. The majority of people don't appreciate life nor do they see its true value. One could never understand how precious their world is until it's shattered unexpectedly, leaving you lost, alone and in need of help you never thought you might need. Things which once mattered so much to me a year or two ago don't even cross my mind nowadays. I remember the days when my biggest concern was what I was going to wear to the show that evening or how I was going to get my friends on the list. Time passed and the Internet really started to take off. It seemed like the whole world was on myspace. Everyone was watching, judging, talking. Random people knew things about you and seemed to follow your every move. Putting my best face forward as often as possible while trying to live up to everyone's expectations was a full-time job in it self. Living under a microscope in a scene where no one really cares about you will wear on even the strongest of souls. Your privacy is compromised when leading a public life and you are given no opportunity to grow, thrive or grieve. I was surrounded by tons of people who "loved" me and claimed to be "friends" of mine only to see them all disappear when I flipped the script.

In a world filled with hatred, deceit and betrayal one better know whom they can depend on when the chips are on the table. Thank God I have a family who has never turned their back on me no matter what and will continue to be there, to see me succeed as well as help me back to my feet should I fall. I've learned to pick and choose my friends wisely and choose them for the right reasons. Those out only for themselves shall end up alone and those who love whole-heartedly and give unselfishly will always be protected. Building trust has always been an issue for me. I've never been able to surrender myself to a state of vulnerability. I was always damn good at being "who you wanted me to be" but really, I did what I wanted, when I wanted. Little girl don't grow up too fast. Don't let life pass you by. Time won't wait for you to grasp the moral of the story. People will spin webs of lies around you with no remorse or consequence, possibly even unaware of the damage they are causing. Hopefully you've been honest with yourself and acknowledged your way of life because if not, you will witness everyone shy away from you when you need them most.

The past 9 months have been filled with turbulence and instability. I've been thrown into a situation that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. I have come face-to-face with my morals and ethics, calling upon me to do what's right. Life has challenged me in ways I never imagined and I've overcome obstacles I never thought possible. A few people have stepped up and helped me when I hit every roadblock along my path. They have shown faith and trusted my judgment, while empowering me to do the right thing. They have instilled hope in what may otherwise be a lost cause. A paid-off loan will not comprise what I owe you. I will forever be indebted to your generosity, selflessness and involvement. You both are amazing people and I hope you realize the impact you have on those around you. Thank you for everything!

I believe morals and ethics are learned solely through experience. Beliefs change while growing up and as one matures they are able to make decisions based more upon what's right and less upon what's expected of them. Dramatic childhood events ultimately shape your views and in some cases, such as my own, provide a purpose. There is no such thing as a perfect family. Struggle, hardship, divorce, abuse, disease, violence and death all plague the family bond, threatening every second to take away the only foundation you've ever known. It is not money nor status but strength and survival, which define a "family." Looking back on situations which were handled in ways I then saw to be weak have turned into the stepping stones of reform. Your upbringing and desire to change for the better are the only lessons necessary to emerge into adulthood and leave your impact on the world. These not-uncommon experiences are what motivate me to make domestic violence a thing of the past.

I have been unwillingly exposed to the pure injustice of the system America places so much of its faith in. I have witnessed, first-hand, the rights of an innocent man be taken, resulting from one girl's absurd allegation. The U.S. desperately attempts to create equality between men and women yet some insist on interfering with the process. When a woman cries wolf she is slapping the face of every single victim too intimidated to come forward. The scrutiny brought upon a victim of rape or domestic violence results directly from those that abuse the very laws set to protect us. The money, emotions, time and energy spent fighting for one's life will never be returned, nor do they guarantee one's freedom. May God help us all.

The price one pays when living life in the public eye, by choosing to follow their dream, is at the constant mercy of the very people they wish to entertain. Those that disrespect the system and lack the proper upbringing to know the difference between right and wrong are prohibiting the growth of our society. I am thankful for the strength that I've been given to fight for what I believe in. My will to change the ethics of our society becomes more determined with each passing day. I've grown wise-beyond my 22 years and vow to live my life with everyone's best interest at heart rather than selfishly pursue a better life for myself. While rumors run rampant and assumptions are made, the characters of both the accuser and those being accused are destroyed.

Why the hell blog?

Why the hell blog? Well, because I have a lot to say I guess. What prompted this whole creative outlet this specific evening was the music I was listening to, connecting with, relating to and playing certain 16's over and over - hearing the words woven together in ways so dope that said exactly what I was thinking... and I wanted somewhere to post lyrics and random Amy-isms for people who were interested in reading them instead of forcing them down everyone's throats on fb newsfeed. So here I am on a blog.


On the Drake tip tonight for some reason...these two verses never get old no matter how many times I hear them.






Drake - Trust Issues
Tell me how the fuck we supposed to stay friends
When you got a bunch of feelings that you don’t show
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell certain people don’t like me no more
New shit don’t excite me no more
Guess they don’t really make ‘em like me no more
Uh, you can look me in my eyes and see I ain't myself
Cause if ya what I created than I hate myself
But still, let them girls in,
And tell em all leave their cell phones on the table where we see ‘em
I’m all day with it man, AM to the PM
Niggas hatin’, I just wish they would say it when I see em all

That's that shit that drives me crazy
And it’s all that I’ve been gettin’ lately
And it’s probably why I’m scared to put the time in
Women wanna fuck like they’re me and I’m them
Looking for some things that I think I can find em in you, in you





Drake - Up All Night
Kush rolled, glass full, I prefer the better things
Niggas with no money act like money isn't everything
I'm having a good time, they just trying to ruin it
Shout out to the fact that I'm the yougest nigga doing it
Cap on, brim bent, Denzel, everytime
She ain't trying to pop that shit for pimp okay well never mind,
I I I tried to told you, Drizzy still ain't nothing nice
Bracelet saying you should quit, cars saying fuck ya life
Okay now we outta here
Toodles to you bitches
And if you dolled up
I got the voodoo for you bitches
I'm busy getting rich, I don't want trouble
I made enough for two niggas boy stunt double
Famous like a drug that I've taken too much of
I never ever trip
Just peace happiness and love
I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug
Plus the game is in my pocket, nigga this is what I does

[Chorus - Drake:]
I'm about whatever man
Fuck what they be talking about,
They opinon doesn't count,
We the only thing that matters (oooh)
So we do it how we do it
All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it
I be up all night
Whole crews in here
Cause I don't really know who Imma lose this year (oooh)
Man I love my team
Man I love my team
I would die for these niggas (oooh)