Riding the Wave of Change, Mayne...

So this morning I woke up, all bright eyed and bushy tailed and whatnot, and discovered that despite my efforts to break the stereotype that Black kids don't go to class, I slept through my first class of the morning. DANG. BUT do you think that got me down? Of course not... after the expletives quieted in my mind I hopped out of bed EAGER to cast my ballot for the one and only Barack Hussein Obama as the 44th president of the grand(iose) United States of America...

[insert cheers and wild applause here.]

IMAGINE MY DISAPPOINTMENT as I approached the would-be voting facilities with my registration card in hand and learned that Texas wasn't included in Super Tuesday... we have to wait a whole month until March 4th. WHAT. Dag, and I was amped to ride the wave of change, dood... but still sí se puede ya dig? I can only pray that Bushie Baby doesn't decide to push the button in his attempts to "go out with a bang"...

And another thing.



I kinda miss my childhood. You know, before the days of debt, obscene amounts of homework and studying, and reality TV. In May I'm scheduled to receive this splenderifous degree from a fairly reputable university, but I have no clue what I'ma do with it... when I think about being in the workforce next year, I get depressed! Man, I pray everynight that I won't be led into a job that I only do for a paycheck; I wanna enjoy my life! There are days that I just wanna be lazy y'know... just go fly a kite or somethin' w/ pedal-pushers on ya dig. Now if I could get paid for just doin' me, that would be some of the most ballinest ish to ever happen on the face of tha planet, mang...

Until next time... PEACE