6/30/2005
nerds
I knew a lot of nerds in High School.
Guess what? They're still nerds in College.
The curious thing I just realized was this:
These guys have always been nerds. They will always be nerds. They will get the best jobs, still be nerds, hang out together, make lots of money, and ultimately get a chick. This is unfair.
I remember some nerdy-ass kids in elementary school walking around all nerdy and everything...acting like they were cool. But they weren't. Those were the kids who just walked past you and you were like "wow...what a dork" Yea, them.
Those same kids were the picked on ones that you felt bad for in middle school. But you never said anything because they were such nerds and..."they deserved it somehow"
Those SAME kids came to high school (sometimes with guns) and excelled in all their classes, got above average GPAs and somehow found eachother. They formed "nerd groups" These nerds dated eachother and hung out together. They didn't associate with non-nerds. All these nerds were accepted into great colleges and that's where they figured something out.
The nerds in college are the same nerds that went to elementary school with me, middle school with me, and high school with me. But now they are working hard, not just for nerdism, but for a "good job" when they get done. Curiously, I am working for the same thing. Does this make me a nerd? NO. What it does make me is competition. More than likely though, the nerd will get a better GPA, considering all the practice he had in high school. I didn't know what a GPA was in high school. So if we compete for the same job, he will be hired and I...will not.
I've realized that this is how the world after college works by observing my workplace. Here are the things I've observed:
Guess what? They're still nerds in College.
The curious thing I just realized was this:
These guys have always been nerds. They will always be nerds. They will get the best jobs, still be nerds, hang out together, make lots of money, and ultimately get a chick. This is unfair.
I remember some nerdy-ass kids in elementary school walking around all nerdy and everything...acting like they were cool. But they weren't. Those were the kids who just walked past you and you were like "wow...what a dork" Yea, them.
Those same kids were the picked on ones that you felt bad for in middle school. But you never said anything because they were such nerds and..."they deserved it somehow"
Those SAME kids came to high school (sometimes with guns) and excelled in all their classes, got above average GPAs and somehow found eachother. They formed "nerd groups" These nerds dated eachother and hung out together. They didn't associate with non-nerds. All these nerds were accepted into great colleges and that's where they figured something out.
The nerds in college are the same nerds that went to elementary school with me, middle school with me, and high school with me. But now they are working hard, not just for nerdism, but for a "good job" when they get done. Curiously, I am working for the same thing. Does this make me a nerd? NO. What it does make me is competition. More than likely though, the nerd will get a better GPA, considering all the practice he had in high school. I didn't know what a GPA was in high school. So if we compete for the same job, he will be hired and I...will not.
I've realized that this is how the world after college works by observing my workplace. Here are the things I've observed:
- They're all nerds (more than 85%).
- They took over and don't even realize it.
- They make lots of money.
- They drive nice cars.
I am determined not to fail. I will succeed so that I can infiltrate this "nerd society." I will make lots of money. I will drive a nice car. I will not be a nerd.
6/14/2005
And if the Law don't get her, then I will...
There's a point when you just don't try to understand.
That's the point when you just throw up your hands.
You just give in to what's given
Stop trying to avoid the raindrops of sin
It's gonna happen no matter what
I'll bet you're wet even with luck
There's not escape
From under his cape
In the end we find out who's the man
So enjoy the soliutde while you can...
That's the point when you just throw up your hands.
You just give in to what's given
Stop trying to avoid the raindrops of sin
It's gonna happen no matter what
I'll bet you're wet even with luck
There's not escape
From under his cape
In the end we find out who's the man
So enjoy the soliutde while you can...
6/06/2005
Damien III
I love this DMX song. I think it's my favorite DMX song, in fact. I thought it was a pretty good show of his lyricism. He plays two different characters in a "dialogue" sort of...he talks to, what I interpret to be, the devil...and at the end, asks Jesus to help dispell temptation. Check it out:
The red lines are spoken by the devil, the black lines are DMX. (Actually both are DMX, but as I said before, he is "playing" the part of the devil as well as himself.)
Hey yo D, it's your nigga D
Uh-huh
What the fuck, you forgot about me?
You've been eatin real good lately
Didn't get a shout out on your last album, what you hate me?
Arrrf
Thought I was your dog
Thought I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog
Arrrf
Said I was your mans and them
And any problem that you had I would handle them
Aiyyo dog it's like this, I fuck with you lightly
Cause I knew if I fucked with you too deep you'd bite me
Get mad at me, send niggaz wantin to fight me
Whole time you fucked with me you didn't like me
Oh where you hear that?
Pssh, niggaz talk
Plus you know how shit flow in New York
Walls have ears, buildings heard
Supposed to be shhhhhh but still the word
[Chorus]
Everywhere that I go, everything that I see
Every place that I touch I feel him fuckin with me
I'm gonna fly
Why you lie? Told me it was Ryde or Die
I'm gonna fly
Eye for an eye - what happened to my piece of the pie?
[Verse Two]
Now dog, you know me better than that
I could put you ahead of the pack, instead of the back
I could have niggaz sellin tapes, instead of the crack
Could have niggaz fallin down, with lead in they back
Ain't much that I can't do when I want to
I don't really need you, nigga fuck you
WHAT?!
Nah I'm just playin, got a wife and kids
Little Dame ain't come across dem triflin kid
Yo what you mean by that?
Mean by what?
Youse a grimy nigga f'real, I see whassup
I don't even know why I fucked with you from the door
Cause you know I could give you what you wanted and more
I coulda got it from him
But you woulda had to wait
But I wouldn't have to wait
C'mon, don't hate
What happened to the right hand, Light Man?
Nah that's Dark Man
Well let's get it right then
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Now I see for who you are, it's like I know you
So I can't trust you as far as I can throw you
Oh you, don't know you are the reason
that I go through what I go through, let me show you
Didn't I promise you a Benz, Lots of friends
Countless pairs of Timbs? endless ends?
But what did it cost me?
My life to be taken softly, man BACK THE FUCK UP OFF ME
Don't fuck with me like that when I fuck witchu like this
Don't come at me like that when you know that you might miss
Go on about your business
Any cat you send my way, ain't gon' be no witness
LORD JESUS
C'mon dog, look who you're fuckin
PLEASE HELP ME
Whassup dog? Man you buggin
KEEP THE DEVIL
Thug life, thought we were tight
OUT OF MY LIFE
I'll be back aight? Psych
The red lines are spoken by the devil, the black lines are DMX. (Actually both are DMX, but as I said before, he is "playing" the part of the devil as well as himself.)
Hey yo D, it's your nigga D
Uh-huh
What the fuck, you forgot about me?
You've been eatin real good lately
Didn't get a shout out on your last album, what you hate me?
Arrrf
Thought I was your dog
Thought I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog
Arrrf
Said I was your mans and them
And any problem that you had I would handle them
Aiyyo dog it's like this, I fuck with you lightly
Cause I knew if I fucked with you too deep you'd bite me
Get mad at me, send niggaz wantin to fight me
Whole time you fucked with me you didn't like me
Oh where you hear that?
Pssh, niggaz talk
Plus you know how shit flow in New York
Walls have ears, buildings heard
Supposed to be shhhhhh but still the word
[Chorus]
Everywhere that I go, everything that I see
Every place that I touch I feel him fuckin with me
I'm gonna fly
Why you lie? Told me it was Ryde or Die
I'm gonna fly
Eye for an eye - what happened to my piece of the pie?
[Verse Two]
Now dog, you know me better than that
I could put you ahead of the pack, instead of the back
I could have niggaz sellin tapes, instead of the crack
Could have niggaz fallin down, with lead in they back
Ain't much that I can't do when I want to
I don't really need you, nigga fuck you
WHAT?!
Nah I'm just playin, got a wife and kids
Little Dame ain't come across dem triflin kid
Yo what you mean by that?
Mean by what?
Youse a grimy nigga f'real, I see whassup
I don't even know why I fucked with you from the door
Cause you know I could give you what you wanted and more
I coulda got it from him
But you woulda had to wait
But I wouldn't have to wait
C'mon, don't hate
What happened to the right hand, Light Man?
Nah that's Dark Man
Well let's get it right then
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Now I see for who you are, it's like I know you
So I can't trust you as far as I can throw you
Oh you, don't know you are the reason
that I go through what I go through, let me show you
Didn't I promise you a Benz, Lots of friends
Countless pairs of Timbs? endless ends?
But what did it cost me?
My life to be taken softly, man BACK THE FUCK UP OFF ME
Don't fuck with me like that when I fuck witchu like this
Don't come at me like that when you know that you might miss
Go on about your business
Any cat you send my way, ain't gon' be no witness
LORD JESUS
C'mon dog, look who you're fuckin
PLEASE HELP ME
Whassup dog? Man you buggin
KEEP THE DEVIL
Thug life, thought we were tight
OUT OF MY LIFE
I'll be back aight? Psych
