Let’s be randumb; shall we?

+ It boggles my mind that so many people swear by my words. Wtfeezy for? Majority of my time is spent arguing with myself. The rest of it is spent thinking about food, art and music. I constantly contradict myself and I am probably the most conflicted soul you’ll ever come accross. Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I’ve ever known. [[Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.]]

+ The kids on that new MTV show ‘Taking the Stage’ are incredibly talented and this is one reality show that actually deserves to be on a channel for Music Television. I sit there in ‘awwwee’ at the music and choreography these teenagers compose. There hasn’t been a song Mia has written that I haven’t absolutely loved yet. That chick is a musical prodigy. Damn, I wish I had the privelege to attend a highschool that polished my crafts instead of telling me the things I was most passionate about were unrealistic.

+ The only difference between ‘love’ and ‘in love’ is ‘love’ is a verb/noun…it’s something you do or feel. ‘In love’ is an adjective to desribe the state of being when you love someone. I hate when someone says ‘I love you, but I’m not in love with you.’ STFU! That makes no sense! Why are you trying to make love more confusing than it already is?

+ Why the fuck is ‘Marley and Me’ such a sad fuckin movie? It’s just like ‘Click’, you expect it to a funny movie and then it turns out to be a tear jerker. No beuno.

+ Cassie’s breasts should’ve made me a lot happier yesterday morning than they actually did. Mines are better. Her face is drop dead gorgeous but I stopped obsessing over skinny girls years ago. I am, however, really inspired to get my nipples pierced now.

+ Rihannas nudes for the motherfuckin win ! Cassie who? I have totally been turned heteroflexible for RiRi.

+ Eminem’s album leaked so me and Shady are gonna sit back with some marijuana and do some bonding…just like the good old days. This is gonna be a bittersweet moment since the only albums I was looking forward to this year was Joe Buddens, Asher Roth, Keri Hilsons, The Dream, Jadakiss, Drakes mixtape and Eminems album. Now I have nothing to look forward to.

+ My birthday is May 13th. I can not fuckin believe I’m going to be 22. I feel like crying everytime I think about it.

+ And lastly but not least, what are the girls in Panama eating? I need to be put on their diet.

I have the strongest urge to rip somebody in rockband right now.

Who wanna see me?

In other news: Life’s been mundane, every day feels the same.

Dear Drizzy,

This relationship is moving too damn fast. I mean, I just got into your music a year ago and as soon as I hold you dear to my heart as my new favorite underground artist, you wanna drop a mixtape that shoots you straight to the top. It was too overwhelming to go from being one of the few to actually know of you to hearing 3 of your songs in a row every friday night on hot97. You started popping up everywhere. All my friends away messages, statuses, ‘every girl’ was rockin in the clubs, I couldn’t escape you. Then you have the fucking nerve to start booking interviews and shit? You’re fuckin smothering me Drake, let me breathe! And how dare you walk in the studio while I’m in there all willy nilly knowing I’ve been obsessing over your music for the past year? I can’t believe you. Then you looked at me with them sad puppy eyes like you expected me to say something knowing damn well I wasn’t prepared to take this big step in our relationship. Of course I was stuck on stupid! You completely caught me off gaurd and I froze. I blew it. But it’s ok, you’ll be back. And next time, there will be no choking.

xoxo,
alexis b.

All blogs are posting the same exact bullshit these days. They’re all either posting “exclusive new underground hip hop” that they found not so exclusively on hypetrak or herfection, fashion that can already be found on every other blog, “dope” shit they stole from kanyes blog, or the latest celebrity gossip that they copied and pasted from The YBF, ontd or concreteloop. And even those sites are full of shit. I once saw The YBF post pictures of Fabolous’ new baby that they had stolen from his personal myspace talking about “we spotted Fab and his new baby…” as if they took the pictures themselves ! SMFH. And lord knows I just couldn’t escape that damn TMZ picture of Rihanna, it was everywhere! I’ve watched a little Joe Budden album leak turn into a full out flood because every blogger was trying to be the first to have it. And newsflash, that ‘So Far Gone’ was available for download on Drakes public blog before any of these hip hop sites got hold of it so please stop acting like you’re doing us some big favor by putting it up. We have just as much access to your ‘sources’ as you do.

With that said, one 24 hour Sex & The City marathon later and here I am blogging ! I feel like such a little Carrie Bradshaw ;] I’ve come  to writing in hopes of shedding some reality to the blogosphere by talking about [gasp] MY ACTUAL LIFE [/gasp]. Crazy, I know. My personal thoughts, experiences, art, videos, pictures, ups, downs, random shit that goes on in my head, stuff I love, stuff I hate and whatever other nonsense I think of. Love, passion, truth, experience. Not saying I won’t post music and celebrity gossip, I will, but not because it will attract more hits, because it interests me and I want to share my own personal opinions about it. So sit back, relax and take a ride on this journey of self discovery with me.

I’m not irish but St. Patty’s Day seemed the perfect excuse to get drunk on a Tuesday afternoon so that’s exactly what we did! I honestly didn’t expect Houlihann’s to get that crazy but it was definitely wall to wall and who knew irish folk gets busy like that?! How cool is it to be part of an ethnicity everybody celebrates 1 day a year? I was having a decent time but since some of our girls couldn’t get in, we had to go to another bar and then ended up at Mojitos and it was all downhill from there. At least for me. And since it was one person in particular bringing down my entire night; I shifted from being a really happy lovable drunk to being an angry drunk and wanting to fight everyone. So I left early, got some bud and called it a night. Fuck the dumb.

Idk if you can tell but the empire state building behind us was lit up green. Purtyyy. Not as pretty as when it was pink & red for vday or pink & purple for Mariah Carey’s album release but pretty nonetheless.