dirty underwears

filipinas are the best.

i say this because i had 2 encounters with 2 of them this evening.

1. at the mall. a very special one for obvious reasons. whatta surprise to see her here.

2. another one later on that night. and this is special for other obvious reasons.

its getting crazy man. really.

i should go now...

im getting

blue balls

okay..nothing happened today. but lets talk bout yesterday.

yesterday: a blog about the past, typed today
so yesterday was a long day. i went to lecture like any other thursday goes. actually i didnt. i skipped my psych lecture (it was review; no need really). anyhow, i went to skool, wrote my handball test. practical was on tuesday..this test was about the fundamentals of the sport. a sport that you all should really check out. any how, that took an hour or so. and now i can say handball is finished.

shit!

imma have to finish this until further notice. peace out. i gotta leave. short notice. later you damn nosey fucks!

ok, i have a minute to spare from all this work. therefore, imma try and make it worth your time.

i get up this morning to get ready for my lecture..thats around 9:30am but thats aside from the fact. so i get up, as i was saying, and i do my usual routine...take a pee..or poo...shower etc etc..eat...leave.
sounds normal right?
well today was a little bit different. i took my pee..didnt have to dump though. anyways..im taking my pee..the damn thing starts forking on me!
crap.

we have a situation here right? its still flowing like a waterfall...
on and on

...pitter patter like rain drops on the rooftop..im trying frantically to stop this tragedy.
pee was going on the seat...
on the tub adjacent to me

...on my shorts...crap! it was everywhere. pee was even on the floor flowing toward my toes. good thing i have fast reflexes though. it was like i saw a stream of lava coming toward my ass. shoot. anyways..that was my account of a morning with me in the john. cleaning up was a motherfucker.

was that worth your time? i hope so.


thank you.

my long day of the week
the interview was requested. yet they didn't have a good time for me. my schedule is tight. they should know better. they said they'll call back when more interviews are performed. will they though? i hope so. i was pleading my case. why the hell do they have to do all interviews on tuesdays? how efficient is that?

anyways...these are out. someone get them for yourself. if not, get them for me!

all i can do right now is let out a
deep sigh.

ok, so wednesday, i aced my anatomy test. my first perfect on something major in university. the same day, hours prior to that, i wrote a research methods exam. that wasnt marked till this past friday. i checked my marks today and i wasn't too happy with the results. i was doin my homework and studying earlier this evening, but once i saw that mark, i lost all motivation.
this fucking sucks.

now, well a bit earlier before right now, i was watching some richard pryor stand up comedy that was airing on t.v. i also caught a glimpse of some guy swimming under water..ice water i should add, in an attempt to break a guiness world record. he did. and thats good. as you can tell, im not very interesting in documenting this blog. i seriously dont wanna do my work right now. i should. i should focus too. but damn...im frustrated!
on the good side, i went grocery today. my moms bought me some chinese pasteries. sesame balls are still one of the dopest things to put into your stomach. trust me.

it's friday...like that means anything anymore.

the 50cent bus thing didnt work today again
motherfuck the mississauga transit!
im a student gatdammit! the balance of the world's future lies in my hands; yet im still forced to walk home in the stromy weather with snow and wind all up in my personal space. damn 50cent scam was too good to be true.

in other news, i handed in the resume today. haven't done that in awhile. however, the gay guy who works there seemed to have an interest in me so imma believe that my resume does actually reach management this time. lets keep those fingers crossed kids. and what the heck, lets pray too.

also, its looking like the next few weeks till my Christmas break are gonna be a brutal and ugly stretch. with that said imma end here and take a well-deserved nap. see ya! and bundle up, its cold out there.

perfect.
i could go on and on about this woman. oh my God. she is divine. i vow to find a wife like her. or maybe even her, herself! wow. wow. wow. wow. wow. wow.
now...where's that girl that i haven't seen in awhile? she's not young. shuddup. she's a good age.

there are very few things in this world more promising and calming to look at than a girl in her underthings. *few seconds of silence*

oh!...anyways..remember back in the days, im talkin' the eighties and nineties, to an extent, when media thought the year 2000 was supposed to be "the future". my ass! remember in back to the future 2 how marty mc fly went ahead in time and saw all these cars flying? maybe it was part 3 im not sure. anyways..remember that shit? and that was supposed to be the year 2000?!! where the hell are the flying cars? where's that hoverboard skateboard thing? what the hell? how about in the cartoon C.O.P.S??? that's based in the year 2020..thats real soon if you didnt know that already! where are those cool cops with hooks for arms..and all the robots. how bout those freak villians? we've been jipped in our technology. the internet! give me a break. is this how technically advance we can get in a span of about 10 years? is that our limit? how about those phones? with the screens..and you can see eachother while talking. i recall seeing them on the market. i know they were available. but how come that never caught on? whatta bunch of crap. my vision of the future coincides with what the type of environment that the jetsons lived in. and how bout that judy eh?..whoa (whatta perverted loser i am). i want a robot in my house. i wanna live in high rise structures where lanes are connected to form big ass intricate roadways high in the sky. i wanna float around. i want a jet pack! yeah that's it! imagine i had a jetpack? damn. the things i could do with that thing. but then again, someone might think i was a terrorist with that contraption. probably get my ass blown out of the sky if flying too close to buildings or something. remember the big craze with lasers? hahaha..like lasers were cool. lasers were like the ultimate weapon of the future. what ever happend to those? shoot a beam of light at someone and cut off their arm or even make them desintigrate. dope. we will always want to be ahead of our era. waaaaay ahead. oh well. thats all for now. one more thing..how come we haven't been able to make other planets our habitat? we suck. geez. c'mon space people! c'mon engineers. what the hell? whatta rip off.

i have a test on the wednesday of next week. i have two actually. back to back. i should feel worried. i should be anxious. im not. i should be though. oh well. im sure ill do fine. i should start studying soon though. real soon. i also realized, just this past tuesday, that i have a big ass test for my social science this coming 25th. now that i should worry about. my blogging kinda sucks today. im out of it right now. you know i never talk about my skool unless i really have no train of thought. with that said...

"bring some nails, hammers and boards. that way, you can build an extension where you will be staying the whole night.."

and

"hesitation leads to masturbation"

know that.

har har har har har har har

words that mean something

"i bomb atomically
socrates, philosophies and high prophecies!"
-wu tang

im getting so skinny, my underwears are falling off my ass.

sleep?....what's that?

lest we forget


i still believe war is bad.

11 hours of skool is nuttin nice.
anyhow..after my eleven hours, im riding the bus home, my only form of solice after a day like that, and what do i hear?....A FUCKING GUY CUTTING HIS NAILS in front of me. NASSSSSSSSTEEEEEEEE! you shouldnt be allowed to do that sorta thing when proximal to other living beings in society. i mean what if his nail clipping flew back and hit me in my eye? what if? huh? tell me....THEN WHAT? really...fucking gross. not exactly the sorta thing you wanna see after being drained from a long day of work. that clippingnoise continues to echo in my ear as i type this. yuck.

just watched this PBS documentary a few minutes ago about american and iraqi propaganda against eachother. i wanted to sound really educated while describing it, but unfortunately right now, its my bed time. however, i really shoulda went to the pub night over at my skool goin on right now. its a biggie. its both mac and york university kinesiology students gettn together for a big sch-bang!. shit.

someone recently said that, "reading this blog is like watching a t.v. show". all i have to say to that is - this is one crappy show that shoulda been cancelled a long time ago! its nice to hear that some of you find this entertaining, weird, retarded, informing provocative or a all of them combined. good to hear. hey, if it pinches my brain, imma write about it. whatever the hell i write about on here. what the hell do i write about anyways???? oh well, note me kids. leave me some notes! id like to hear from my anonymous viewers. i know you guys visit. i have a counter. i really do. so leave me some threats or compliments. whatever suits you. feedback is nice.

things are picking up again
ive been so bombarded with work lately, but hey, it comes with the territory right? no one ever said university was gonna be easy. i never said that. i never expected that. but its good its good, mind you. i like and relish a good challenge. so im up for it. gotta kick it up a gear now. from here till the end of the year, its gonna be hectic i tell you. and that'll just be the first semester under my belt. we still got the winter semester till april, and probably a session of summerskool...?!!...who knows.

as for skool today, i looked at the digestive system of the cat. kinda nasty. the stench of formaldehyde really sucks ass if you ask me. my eyes were burning my nostrils burning. but hey, its the price you pay for science i guess. by the way, if anyone ever goes on a GO bus....please shut the fuck up!
i swear, some people in the morning drink waaay too much coffee for their own good. i just wanna snooze a bit before skool that's all. i do have difficult days ya know. and on the way home..well, the same applies. shut the fuck up please! excuse my french. sorry. seriously though, shuddup. noone wants to hear ur life story bitches and dickheads. let me sleep. let a smart, wise, good-looking brotha like myself get some rest.

one last word...its cold here. very cold. canada is a very very cold place. i love it though. by the way, if youre american and youre reading this, we dont live in igloos u know. also, we dont speak french all of the time. shit, we never speak french.

brrrrrrrr.

whatta shitty day.

i still love kin though. thats why, i guess.

finally fucking done midterms!

let's recap some questions from yesterday's exam:

question 'x': during adduction (really a diagram of a stickman waving flags), which muscles are involved?

a) acromio-deltoid
b) spinal-deltoid
c) clavicular-deltoid
d) latissimus dorsi
e) pectoralis major
f) all of the above
g) none of the above

question 'y': during fast adduction (really a diagram of a stickman waving flags), which muscles are involved?

a) spinal-deltoid
b) clavicular-deltoid
c) latissimus dorsi
d) pectoralis major
e) all of the above
f) none of the above

jay's commentary: holy shit...we're only given about 1 minute to work with each question?.

question 'z': if the supraspinatus muscle is contracted, and the pectoralis minor muscles were also contracted at the same time, this would result in:

a) abduction (of the humerus)
b) adduction (of the humerus)
c) immobilization
d) lateral rotation (of the humerus)
e) a and d
f) b and d
g) elevation of the scapula
h) none of the above

jay's commentary: don't they have a rule with putting this many choices?!!

overall, i think i did aight. killed the diagrams. felt good bout alot of questions. but i dont wanna speak of this any further. i hate jinxing myself, so we'll just wait and see.

and ya'll thought anatomy was just:
*points to anatomical area accordingly*
"nose...ear...arm...leg...chest......etc."


**dont forget to choose the answer that is most correct!!!**
(failing to do so, will have harsh consequences kids. very harsh. so use that brain for something)

i know its kinda late; but still...

Why Jam Master Jay?

New York - While police investigated whether a feud led to the fatal shooting of Jam Master Jay, a founding member of the pioneering rap trio Run-DMC, friends and family mourned and puzzled over the slaying.

"There's no reason," said the victim's teenage son, Jason Mizell Jnr. "He didn't really do anything wrong."

The 37-year-old rap star, whose real name was Jason Mizell, was shot once in the head at close range with a .40-caliber semi-automatic in the Wednesday night attack on the second floor of his recording studio, police said.

Two witnesses told investigators conflicting stories about the killing, which took place as Mizell played video games in a lounge with 25-year-old Uriel Rincon, who was shot in the leg. Rincon, who was released from a hospital on Thursday, told investigators that a masked man opened fire after a struggle, police said.

Police said they recovered two shell casings from the shooting.

"They're checking out varying theories, including, 'Was it the result of a personal feud? Was it linked to this East Coast-West Coast rappers?' and other possible motives," a law enforcement source said.

By Thursday evening police had not established a motive or identified any suspects.

Many in the rap industry questioned whether Mizell, known as a family man and social activist, would ever be caught in a violent flare-up.

"Before the media rushes to attribute this to East Coast-West Coast violence, they should examine Run-DMC's two decades of contributions and Jam Master Jay's personal character," said hip-hop mogul Russell Simmons, whose brother Joseph founded the group with Mizell and Darryl "DMC" McDaniels.

Bereaved fans outside the crime scene laid flowers, candles, personal notes and an Adidas sneaker - a reference to the group's hit song My Adidas - with "R.I.P JMJ" handwritten in marker.

"Whoever did this, they should know that they really just took a piece of history away," said college student JaCmine Mitchell (20). "When I was a kid, my mother never sang me lullabies. She sang me Run-DMC."

Police investigating the shooting discovered what one source described as a "credible threat" against rapper 50 Cent, whose Thursday night show planned for a midtown nightclub was cancelled on their recommendation.

Chris Lighty, 50 Cent's manager, said he doubted the killing and the reported threat were linked.

"There's a threat against anyone in this business every day," he said.

He said he had no idea who would want to harm Mizell.

"This is the worst thing that could happen to a guy that has nothing but kindness to spread," Lighty said. "He's an icon in our business. It's a disaster in our community." - Sapa-AP


makes me sooo mad. why are they killing hip hop? literally?