RIP AMY

Rest in peace to Amy Winehouse. I sometimes just don't have sympathy for druggies but in this case i feel for this girl. The media can turn your biggest dreams in to a complete nightmare. A young talented singer my age lost the battle between her own demons. As cliche as it is, you are your own worst enemy and without self control and a good support system, you are bound to self destruct. Amy's long streak of unstable behavior should have prompted someone to really step in and do something for this girl. I understand that you cant control a person and that change comes from ones self. However, her family and friends said it came as no surprise. They almost appeared to be just waiting for her to die or overdose. Her relationship seemed to play a LARGE part in her demise and the breakup may have been what broke her completely. She went from a promising from grammy winning songstress to bonafied crack head. We all sat and watched her die, lose weight, teeth and her sanity. My biggest thought is, had she not been who she was, never been under a microscope or spotlight would she still be alive today? How would her life had played out differently?? May she finally rest in peace. She's gone but her voice will certainly not be forgotten.

For the love of money……

Money and happiness seem to be like oil and water. You can’t have one and have the other. They just don’t mix or so people say. The love of money turns some into heartless, greedy, snakes who value nothing more than the value of their funds. Everyone wants to be rich right? Live in million dollar homes, schmooze with socialites and celebs, frolic on the world’s greatest beaches. But at what cost? Happiness??? There is nothing wrong with having attainable goals and a solid plan. To say I want to be a millionaire next year and have no plan isn’t really fathomable. My belief is that people confuse riches with success. Being successful and reaching for something you want is better than any riches. Big money comes with big problems, taxes and leaches. Becoming what you want in life. Finding your niche. Achieving your goals is an indescribable feeling that money can’t quite provide.

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Friday, November 12, 2010

Where is my Prozac????




Lately there just seems to be this wave of depression cast over the world. Everyone and everything i know including yours truly seems to be wading in the water of the dark side. I have noticed that i wear almost ALL black whenever i go anywhere. Am i in a blue funk??? Partly because i feel like I'm the size of a brick house but partly because i guess that's how i feel?? Black and Grey, not Black and Yellow. Someone actually pointed it out me. Then i realized i was one of them. Our music right now seems so drab and obscure. Why are we so grim for practically no reason. My friends are all sad, having some issue or another. Kanye West is apologetic about calling Bush racist, Kid Cudi's new album makes me want to sit in a dark corner in the fetal position and cry, and now I'm hanging out in anti-political, fuck the man hipster spots in my town. Hmmmm....someone pass me an anti, a cold beer, some black nail polish and my tom's. Sigh.....

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