Beyonce wins.

Super Bowl has yet again ruined my weekend.

I turned 18 yesterday.

It's February. A month of 2010 is over. Only 11 months left, crazy. I make 18 on the 3rd, crazy.

Past weekend.

Reunion with my girls. Well two of the them.

Trey Songz did it last night.

And he did it today.

Ps. We just had a two year anniversary on Wednesday.

2 years today.

Pretty fond of her, too.

Her album dropped today, I need it.

I'm in love with her life, minus him.

Gotta Find Peace Of Mind.

All I wanted was some cute shit, like buy me a ring and promise you'll be here forever. But this isn't a sappy love movie where forever means even after death. So the rings in my life cost $67,000 and turn fingers green. Green in envy with the price tag neither of us were down to sacrifice for. But you know, broke niggas need love too. So he loves me and I love him. Addicted to this love. Torn and confused & here we are now, lucky we survived it all.

Winter Formal 2010

My life obviously used to be much more interesting 'cause I used to write all about it. I probably just had a lot more on my mind, 'cause I actually wrote about it. Almost two years of using this and I'm obviously much different now.

THEN

NOW.

'Least I look the same ? A lot less tan ha.

Doubtful.

Submit ?

Drama thrives in that of the dweller. Dweller stuck in the past & one who only lingers in the present. The dreamer of the future is emancipated yet hopeful in the dwellings of his choices. Given the chance to choose the future, this resident would thrive on his own fortuity. The drama thrives in that of the dweller who doesn't acquit that of his dwellings. To occupy the sense of this common dwelling, we are shown the options. With a haphazard sense of occupancy our options are limited. By chance we are given a future that we have the choice to dwell in. With our choices we are liberated, but in some cases we are dwelling. Dwelling in all that we choose to be given. Our futures are only chosen by change. That change given to us by our own liberation. Such a change determined or marked by whim or caprice rather than reason. The tenure of our intellect is being possessed with thoughts of permutation. Minds being confiscated by the prose left from the dwellings made in the past. Although the dreamer has not yet reached his emancipation, the liberation comes in the dream of no longer dwelling.

Should I submit this for the literary compilation ?

AOL wants to tell my email is invalid. I've had this email since the ninth grade. ITS VALID AOL, I SWEAR TO YOU, IT IS!

THE VENDING MACHINE gave me a Rice Krispy Treat when I wanted a bag of pretzels. 44 constitutes a Rice Krispy, I PRESSED 42 !

I miss liking people, I now hate the sight of everyone.

Never knew anything more true.

Oh black people.

Audrey Hepburn

Isn't it strange that day by day nothing changes, but when you look back nothing is the same & NOW ITS JANUARY 2010.

Adios 2009, it's been real.

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

Exactly what I want.

Mystery of Iniquity

Ya'll can't handle the truth in a courtroom of lies

Perjures the jurors

Witness despised

Crooked lawyers

False Indictments publicized

Its entertainment...the arraignments

The subpoenas

High profile gladiators in bloodthirsty arenas

Enter the Dragon

Black-robe crooked-balance

Souls bought and sold and paroled for thirty talents

Court reporter catch the surface on the paper

File it in the system not acknowledged by the Maker

Swearing by the bible blatantly blasphemous

Publicly perpetrating that "In God We Trust"

Cross-examined by a master manipulator

The faster intimidator

Receiving the judge's favor

Deceiving sabers doing injury to they neighbors

For status, gratis, apparatus and legal waivers

See the bailiff

Representing security

Holding the word of God soliciting perjury

The prosecution

Political prostitution

The more money you pay.. the further away solution

Legal actors

Babylon's benefactors

Masquerading as the agency for the clients

Hypocritical giants

Morally non-compliant

Orally armed to do bodily harm

Polluted, recruited and suited judicial charm

And the defense isn't making any sense

Faking the confidence of escaping the consequence

That a defendant is depending on the system

Totally void of judgment purposely made to twist em'

Emotional victim blackmailed by the henchmen

Framed by intentions

Inventions whereby they lynch men

Enter the false witness slandering the accused

Planting the seed openly showing he's being used

To discredit, edit, headed for the alleged

Smearing the individual fearing the unsuspected

Expert witness (the paid authority)

Made a priority to deceive the majority

Of disinterested peers

Dodging duty for years

Hating the process

waiting to be returning to their careers

Do we expect the system made for the elect

To possibly judge correct?

Properly serve and protect?

Materially corrupt

Spiritually amuck

Oblivious to the cause

Prosperously bankrupt

Blind leading the blind

Guilty never defined

Filthy as swine

A generation purin it's own mind

Legal extortion

Blown out of proportion

In vein deceit

The truth is obsolete

Only two positions:

Victimizer or Victim

Both end up in destruction trusting this crooked system

Mafia with diplomas keeping us in a coma trying to own a piece

of the "American Corona"

The Revolving Door

Insanity every floor

Skyscraping, paper chasing

What are we working for?

Empty traditions

Reaching social positions

Teaching ambition to support the family superstition?

When the Son of Podition is Commander in Chief

The standard is Thief

Brethren can we candidly speak?

Woe to the men

Trusted in the chariots dem'

Leaning on horses

They run their intellectual sources

Counterfeit wisdom creating the illusion of freedom

Confusion consumes them

Every word they speak it turns them out really white

Internally they absent of light

trapped in the night and bonded to the Cain of the night

Under the curse

Evil men waxing more worse

Faxing the first

Angelic being cast to the earth

It's time for rebirth

Burnin up the branch and the root

The empty pursuits of every tree bearing the wrong fruit

Turning me ill

Let him who stole, no longer steal

Oh it's real

Surrender for Jehovah is real

How long will you sleep

Troubled by the thoughts that YOU keep

The idols YOU heap

Causing the destruction you reap

Judgment has come

Find it and return to the One

Abandon the flesh

Self-interest: Broadway to death

Pride and the Greed

Hide and subdividing the seed

The knowledge of Good and Evil is what caused us to lie

Caused us to die

Let your emotions be crucified

Renounce all your thoughts

Repent and let your mind be re-taught

You'll find what you sought...was based on the deception you bought

A perception of naught

Where the majority remains caught

LAURYN HILL