Security Guard Chronicles

SCOOTER MAFIA STRIKES AGAIN

ughh never fails ever friday this pack of goons i call Scooter Mafia come to my job and eff shit up! every single friday there is a scooter mafia related incident report. picture 6 white kids w/ money ages between 10 & 12, not a care in the world, and u can picture scooter mafia.

First they came scooter thru,scuffin up the floors, and damn near runnin down this couple of old fools. i apologized on their behalf, and they tell me to "do my job & get those kids under control".. i proceed to suck my teeth and give them a nuclear eye roll then mozey right along..fck they talkin to?! went to the parking lot and caught these money ass cracka playin n the trees!
..another incident report then i caught the mafia playin frisbee indoors like this is a damn beach or some shit and found my grownass in a game of monkey in the gotdamn middle.. ahh they r goons to the letter!

yes i did get played by lil crackas tonight so what!

i got tired of being harassed by the mafia i tried to find me a nice lil cutty spot and hide out, but my co workers was truly on they blues clues shit and kept finding me! gawd!

i hid in this family bathroom that actually looks like a living room with the couches,candles, lil pinecones and such,, i did about 2 hours before i thought it was clear nd came out to this




and a tipped over sign. these kids need a a good HADDUKEN to the chesticle!

Tell'em why u mad C'

I can't leave work until my relief shows up, unfortunately my relief & I share a bloodline so this skally think she can waltz her ass into work when the freakaleak ever. WRONG! 5 or 10 minutes is fine, 15 and I got an attitude, 30 I'm blowin yo phone all the way up. But I do not need to get a call from my lesbian ass coworker informing me that my cousin aint comin n a hour after u scheduled to start. But that that aint even the cold part, these hoes tryna rope me into a lie, tambout some "tell victor Alyssa came n til 1 but got sick and left" I laughed like a damn hyena. Picture me throwin my head back & hollering! Then picture me lit.tra.lee screaming iM SNiTCHiN, & yo ass is grass hoe!

Watever, fast forward to an hour later (2m'fn AM) my supervisor comin n askin me every question n the book except how's the damn weather, and me getting n the car. I stopped @ the gas station, bought a black&mild(I'm stressed shit) and got gas. Back on the road some1 please tell me y it was soooo foggy I couldnt see a damn thang,drivin slow enough for someone to walk up & jump n ma car or for the damn demon fugly ass wing man from jeeper creepers to jump on my roof and get busy. I aint mollywhopped her ass in years so she must have forgot ma pimp hand is skrong..but imma learn that ass just wait! Ughh I'm irritated as frick!

As I Cc it: dime?

When less then average looking, and even average to moderatly cute, broads constantly talk about how pretty they are, this is a life fail and a face slap in the making. i honestly think its a front, because with the amount of shallow ass negroits walkin this earth u would know if you are actually that pretty. females with a so called bangin ass body r the worse because they feel with the attention they get that they are actually pretty but there is a difference between being
"thick&fckable" and actually being cute,pretty or beautiful. i get confused as to what a dime is anymore b/c last time i checked that was a perfect 10. lets do some math shall we? jacked grill -2 pizza face -2 fire breath -3 stankin ass attitude to match that breath -5 already ur a -2.. ass +3 t-go-bittys +3 pulled together outfit +2 total that up and u got urself a NICKLE. so it would take 2 of u to make a dime.. did they change the value of us currensy and forget to tell me? thats dimes, As I Cc it

Riddle Me This

idk where it came from, just popped into my head but i was wonderin if most of these rappers claim to be doin it to get out their respective hoods then y yo monkey ass madd at the next nigga who rapped and got out the hood? all this yip yap about "u aint n the hood" wtf? if i was a rapper yall would hate ma black ass cus soon as i blew i was on the next thang smokin off the block. whats the point of callin that a goal if when u have the opportunity to u stay and blassst anybody who chooses not to?
just a thought..

As if my life wasn't hard enough..

Twitter.com may be McPoppingston on the east coast, but the west coast..not so much. and actally i should just say the bay. so day after day im tryna explain wtf twitter is to these tired ass mofo's still checkin they myspaces and they lookin at me like me and Rockstar Wayne been sharin Styrofoam cups. fail! now not only am i constantly refreshing for updates,i have the damn nerve to sing a song about a site my people aren't familiar with. the audacity of me!

listen now:
http://www.boutdatblog.com

With all that said, my new addiction has a theme song and that is "Met Her On Twitter" Ice the Villain& LCD mr.BOUTDATMONEY two of my favorite tweeples along with Lil Dee created thee Twitter.com anthem. gawd i cant go no where without screwin ma voice tryna imitate the chorus. just shameful. give it a listen, dumb catchy.production is top dollar. just an all around winner..and im not even being biased, i honest to Bob like the catchy som'bitch!

(twitter.com/icethevillain)
(twitter.com/BOUTDATMONEY)
(twitter.com/yblildee)


..& since u gettin your net geek on download Ice the Villain's L.@.Me Mixtape. *LOOK AT ME* www.Icethevillain.com

Nite Cap Recap

ok so last night during the late night past get the twitter draws hour but before the wake up wats crackalackin hours, i was up. i keep street walker hours so 4am means nothing to me. i started tweeting left childhood things that happened to me, so u can know that i wasnt born crazy, i waas raised to be crazy. there is a difference.

maybe i'll write another book, after i finish the driving book. anywho read,enjoy & silently judge...

My Tmail address is "herroyalfreshness" my old aim name was "so fresh Cc so flyy" ... if i could kick my own ass i would
I wore black for 2weeks when B2K broke up *true story my mom told me if i didnt perk up she was gettin me prescription drugs
I named my car, calling her oout of her name is the quickest way to get punched in the back of the head
I tried and failed at the Nelly Band-aid and the LL Cool J rolled up pant leg
In 5th grade I got a whoopin for lyin, i was so distraught i popped off all my beauty supply store finger nails and aint told a lie since
I tried to shape my brows with a razor in 6th grade and shaved 1 off by mistake. moms made me report ma ass to school bright & early the following day...for this her ass is goin in a home
I wore a braided wig to school in elementary school. it fell off during an intense double dutch tourney, i was traumatized, and til this day and beyond i aint wore a weave.. they r sister
I faked injury and illness on a day to day in order to avoid running the mile in gym class.. after that stopped working i started just skippin gym all together. in my defense it was before lunch and i refused to work myself into a tizzy before i have lunch
i got my hair braided into 2 piggy ass tails..10th grade year. slap me if u see me i will kno y
i cut this crackaa's (JANELLE BENTLEY) hair in the 3rd grade cus she marked me w/ a mothalovin marker and called me "blackey" i grabbed her shit and safety scissor chopped her shit. the consequences that followed was 101% worth it!!!

maybe i"ll drop some more later, but now u can see a little bit of y Cc Rydah is a ..well rydah! i been ridin right on thru this bullshit for 20 years and im pretty damn sure im keep on truckin!

ok ok im done but i promise for those who read regularly (hello to all 10 of u mofo's) i will keep givin u wat i got. and more often then i been doin

im back at it

hey there its me again
what u dont remember? its Cc..
naw not that trick the other Cc..
i know i been gone for a minute but damn im back so quit pressin me!

...that is the conversation me and my triflin ass blog had as i tried to sign on. just a minor misunderstanding but we settled that, anywho,
i been droppin all my randoms on twitter recently so i've been neglecting my blog. i've been meaning to do more security guard chronicles cus i have storys for that ass. i also been meaning to load pics and also start a new segment i call(in my head) " As I Cc it" but um ah err ahh um.. shit happens.

*quickly tho, As I Cc it is just where i review a thing or two, give my "bloggy not really important to anybody but ME" opinion. I've been working on my review of the Drake mixtape but honestly i dont damn well feel like it. chalk that one up to the game..

r you fckin kiddin!?

STOP iT..



..naw seriously. stop

so i been reluctant about postin on the chrissy rhianna sitch but now im sick. yo stop! u dont know shit about nothin. u dont know not a damn thing about the goings on of the night except for what u've seen in the media.then u follow the crowd like a bunch of sheep. pathetic. quit following tmz,mto and the other tabloid garbage like its the word of god.

everybody lookin at this picture like its a smoking gun but be real and objective for a moment. how did chris do that to her face while driving & not get into an accident nor drive erratically? what, because tmz,us weekly,mto etc said chris whooped her ass its set in stone? well am i the only 1 who heard they got into a car accident? not sayin i believe that for one second but im sayin it as an example, some1 gives u one story [no drama] then another [drama] and hmm which do u run with...

pathetic. i cant rant all i want but it goes nowhere the world if full of the most gullible of gullibles. rick ross or "GOONS" beat the brakes off djVlad but did u care? Maino hit yung berg wit the hand of God..did u bat an eye? Big Pun was a badd wife beater, even got caught on camera pistol whippin his wife..did it affect his spins? juelz santana,busta rhymes,dame dash: all accused of domestic abuse. so y the fck is this so important!!? nobody walkin on this earth is perfect. we all live by our own moral code,& in the end we will held accountable for all the wrong we've done in this life time. have u even been in a fight? have u ever done anything questionable in a relationship? or is your life perfect? yea didnt think so. to whom this may concern: ur fckin stoopid and i hate u and u make my stomach turn. quit bein sheep..cunts/bahhh baaah

its just one of those days..

car window:broken.. & its rainin..
if 1 person,even 1 sings jazmine sullivan to me im goin off!

then i had to go to work. thru my troubles & deal with the damn kids. i had a water bottle and i was sitting outside, took a call from cold stone askin if i could come clear the kids out NOT EVEN 5 minutes pass, i come back and ma water bottle dissappered. not to mention i broke my ear piece and stubbed my toe. grrr
I need a bottle of some wino shit
[20/20 or cisco will do]

I need to have the funnest/"woow cc u od'd tonight"est/randomest/niggerish night ever.

I need to get drunk and roll down a grass hill[again],suggest and follow thru with swimming at 4am even tho ma nigga hair does not do swimming pools,fall on ma ass an insane number of times[as usual], proceed to call text an aim every single person I actually fcks wit and say the illest shit,cry from laffin too hard at the joke I planned on tellin but couldn't cus I fell out from laughter first,get n2 a drunken argument and proceed to act ignorant as hell cus dickhead takes me there [thats what sha said]. I need my bestest to tell me she loves me wit her drunk ass the have me come with her to screen so no1 see her skank ass pissin n a bush.

its been a hell of a day and i need 1 of thoooose nites

blah blah..pass it on

If there is 1 thing that advances just as fast as technology, its ways to piss me off

I hate hate ha[frickiin]te when I get those texts or email chain letters. Omg. Those "send this to 20 people by midnight & ur true love will call you" OR "if you don't send this in 5 minutes to every# in your phone u will be single & miserable for 7 years" ...wtf?

Its always he-frickiin-larious to see how many people actually start sendin those out & its always a-frickiin-nnoying wen they start to come to my phone or inbox. But the only that really kills me r the God 1's..yes I'm sure u have received those "if u love god u will send this out" message

*dead

I feel like a damn devil apprentice cus I for damn sho aint sendin shit out. Provin ur love for god aint got shit to do with text & emails. I should be pressured to prove shit& best believe I don't.I'm all for people prayin for me and that hooplah but do it quietly and quit wastin ma space! It is a bitch goin thru keepin wat u want & deletin the bullshit that fills up ma jack daily

After all this time ma peoples should know to skip ma name but nope I know some ignant fools. Wats annoys u? That would be interesting to know..

driving for dummies

i decided i was gonna write a book on driving. yess this is because for some reason they r teachin people how to drive like fairies now a days. blind def and dumb tinkerbells.

its a work in progress;

1.a speed limit is a suggestion. i suggest u speed the hell up 'specially if u find ur self in front of me

2.yellow lights should b disregarded.they r meaningless..scratch that they mean get yo ass on b4 u stuck at the red light.

3.if wen the light turns green some1 starts drivin b4 u, this is a challenge so smoke that ass.

4.if someone cuts u off it is ur duty to get back n front & granny drive that ass, flip them the hell off or be a player cut ya lights off and tailgate that ass for up to 3miles.

5.pedestrians should not be yealded to, that law was made up by a hippie.
u drive the car so they should yeald to u

6.don't let the coppers catch u ridin dirty.

the more i drive, the more things that will be added. and i gots to drive tonight so lets see wat else happens

Things i learned on my drive home

work neccessities

so i get off work [20 minutes after i was supposed to]
& walk to my car. bernadine was frosted completly. so i get a water bottle and pour half of it on the back window then wipe it down.. go to the front window and kick maself for usin half the damn bottle on the back window when i need the front to see. so i got the top half of my window [d]iced and deciced to try my luck ..

i drove over the island in the middle of the road..wtf

went to the gas station & went to work on the windows by the time i was finished my fingers were red&swollen. it was that cold. got gas got in the car got on the road.

so on my drive home i learned:

1.always do the front first dummy
2.eatin hot cheetoes will not warm u up but will make ur nose run & piss u off
3.tryin to stay updated on twitter while driving is the easiest way to find urself drivin on the wrong side of the road
4.the slow mofos in the cars in front of u cant hear u cussin them out no matter how loud & ignant u get


now im home. its only 306a kinda late but i usually watch the sun rise so its still early to me. had some of the best tweet convos today and got some new friends. yawn. i would do a cb/rhianna blog but the story is so played out i just cant bring myself to it.

fckn brats.. glad i was never a kid

first off let me start by saying that security gets no respect..i am a top flight security officer [get 7 laughs now]

i was at working minding my own business wen i see these 3 scruffy ass kids kickin around a wet floor sign

Me: yo can u please not kick the signs around [walks to pick up the sign]

Pizza Face: sorry officer
Musty McSnaggale Tooth: we wont do it again
Bi-Focals:we was just leavin

[walks to the front door kicks another sign and run]

Me: [yells] you little mothafuckaas!

..security gets no respect. please believe i went searchin for those little so&so's ready to get it poppingston but they disappeared. damn them and their fast little teenage legs

that eff'd up my mood. some1 wrote dick fart on a leather chair..wtf? no, they really wrote dick fart... i repeat wtf?

no that didnt end my night. then i talked to dickhead for like 3 hours and somehow had the same argument we had game night, only this time i didnt plan his death and my escape to cuba. if we werent so similar our friendship would be perfect. he would just be comfortable with the natural order, im right ur wrong so fall back. nope not dickhead, he told me we are similar because i think im he shit and he is the shit. he says that we are both #1's but in this friendship i am #2 he also said i will never be right wen we argue, i say why and he says..BECAUSE.

*Crickets

yes that is where his statement ended. with a because..

i looked at my phone several times during this conversation because i was convinced that there was some kinda problem it. i shook it & i asked if he fell asleep and woke up drunk cus the things that came out of his mouth were crazy. no worries, i was actually quite amused and yes entertained

obsessive behaviors

..the first time i heard a Mos Def record my life got that much more complicated

yet another ridic myspace tantrum

idk why i continue to go to myspace..all i do is look at pages then try to figure out ways to snatch people out of the screen and slap them silly.

simple and plan, just because u said u like sour skittles dont mean anybody else who eats them is followin ur movement. come on now u cant be that gassed..and if u are u should then kindly "cover ur lips in hunny and kiss a beehive" or maybe even kiss a few headlights on a freeway. yea thas soundin about right.

all the time with the trendsetter headlines and the "bitches wanna be me" and the fly shit.shame on it all

"..you know who u are, dont get caught up in who u are supposedly are"

its just too funny to me wen these dweebs [old school] swear they are these big trend setters wen honest to god they aint. too many chicks usually ugly and tacky [just b/c u are wear a bajillion different pieces dont make fly it makes u look like u should be locked up with tha other loony tunes poppin pills and playin checkers], too many dudes dress like the cool kids, too many rappers,and too many lame ducks for one person to take.

B.O.B. who the fck is bob the mixtape. Generations Lost is the song. put it in and LiSTEN to it. not just tap ur foot to the beat.

do me this one favor find me an original in this world of copies and i will bow down til then get yo head outta ya own ass and quit lyin on ur own name. its sad..

our history

if im lyin im flyiin, wikipedia is the devil.
COON: unreliable, lazy,subhuman creatures good for nothing more than eating watermelon, stealing chickens,shooting craps, or butchering the english language.

... that was a coon ass definition



jiggaboo: a really dark skinned black person with strong negroid features (ie. big lips, wide nose, nappy hair)



i still think tha shit is he-larious white people were on some other other shit..

i also looked up, spade, porch monkey,jungle bunny and moon cricket. again all hilarious

if its my business its urs

so i was talking to bestest friend 2nite
[not dickhead & yes we have made peace even tho today he ran some ol bullshit by me that he swore he could get away wit and i had to cut that ass up.. no dice! wait this isnt even about him faze back to the real]

ok me,bestest friend,talking.. so she informs me that she is sittin in front of her babyfather/boyfriend who will be from this day forth referred to as bf-in law.

just so ya kno
*dickhead: best[penis havin]friend and constant pain n ma ass
*bestestfriend: best[cunt carryin]friend & mother of my godson who i call cupcake..pause
*bf-inlaw: bestest friends boyfriend & celeb in my eyes cus he got more game than fckn parker brother,hasbro,mattel, & the creaters or rock paper scissors.

so bestest informs me that she is sittin outside of bf-in laws house waiting for what was goin on an hour for him to come home and talk about why they are not talkin..yess ur eyes did not decieve u. i wont tell the whole ridic story but 1. he had their son my cupcake at a party in a room with bf-in laws god mom while he cranked that souljah boy and got down wit his bad self 2. he was late pickin up bestest from work,had some no good negro in the car and had an attitude then dropped her off and told her to take cupcake in the house along with herself and he is taking [her] car and cuttin. again ur eyes are not playin tricks on u this nigga truly did leave his little peppermint paddy brain at home that night. blah blah happens and he ends up still being able to take her car. this was around 230 am. she waited and waited and yess waited for him to bring her car back. 7ish is wen he brought it back but he just dropped the keys off and left then she goes and checks her car only to see there is a fresh dint in it. so far he had like 6 "incident" in her ride. why she keeps givin his ass the keys, see just so ya now.

now this story goes on but this is where i stop and pose the question is there such thing as magic dick? cus if there is i swear my hand on a xxl magazine he got it. she denys this but he can talk her into anything.this is my bestest friend so it is ma job to wake her shit up wen she is actin crazy but apparently nothin outside of a open hand slap in the face will git this B word to get it together. is it better to be in a relationship like this or be dolo..

im goin wit dolo cus well i can do bad all by myself.pardon the corny yet appropriate movie shout. y am i puttin her on Mac blast? 1. because she doesnt blog 2. cus i aint shit so if its my business it yours..haha brought that title in yo im niccce

the superbowl & the shortest most relevant month of the year

i spent a majority of my day drivin, & tha rest gamblin and gettin tha bluessss!

i bet on the football game and that was some special K shit cus 1 i didnt even know it was the superbowl and 2 didnt even know either team existed. so in true cavi form i placed my bet on the team with the first cute player i seen..

damn u larry fitzgerald!


noo that was the best 15 dollars i ever spent..tastyy

k so i proceeded to play the weekly dice game wit my aunties and i didnt win one single mf'n game. out of like 21 no bullshit. but i got to wash clothes at moms house and mooch some gas money so im good.

its mad late cali time. 433am technically. im sleep blogging. not really but im fillin lines til i remember what this was abou.. oh yea so its black history month and yess this seems like the only month u fruit loops pretend to give a damn about ur history

[whispers* ooh did she call us fruit loops durin black history month]..uhh yea i did

do urself this favor, learn about someone historical and black this month. by now u been learnin about martin luther king jr,rosa parks,underground railroad& dirty harry since like 5th grade and could tell their stories with ease but come on learn about someone else.learn the roots of some words.

blah blah all this to say we learn enough about the history of others at school. since we hve a month lets take advantage. come out of this month more cultured than the last..niggas.lol

jus a thought or 2..

watchin what women want wit mel gibson.
this is actually a dope movie. i wish i could get electricuted and then have the ability to read minds of the opposite sex..minus the whole get electricuted part.
*haha
but if i could read the male mind i wonder what types of things i would find out. what type of things they keep to themselves and dont just say out loud. would i tell people about this? probably not. if u know someone can read ur thoughts u would probably have less thoughts. or be around them less
the therapist in the movie said if u know what woman want, you could rule the world. shit prolly not.. what do woman want? idk. i just want my sanity. i want to find someone to complete me[maddd corny] i want somebody to chase me a little, i wanna have some greeeat conversations. like some of the dopest conversations ever. i gets deeep.*pause /i love to talk.obviously. i want to be asked about my day, remember if i said i was doing somethin note worthy and ask about it, somebody who wants to do stuff like get starbucks or just kick it and not have to move his hands from ma thighs, or tongue from my neck every 5 minutes..is it possible to just kick it no strings attached? i want someone to understand that i clean my ears daily some time bi,tri,& quad daily[if there is such a thing] not so u can stick ur tongue in it or blow ur hot breath in it, so i can have the damn shivers afterwards. i want some one who doesnt mind holdin hands every now & then, some1 chill, someone who will bring me around his friends, someone creative, someone who listens & actually remember..damn.. that would be nice. but i cant help but think, wen will i find mr.what women want?

sadly its looking grim for this lifetime

A friendship more complicated than a relationship but less rewarding cus its sexless.

hi welcome to my world blah blah heres the drama.i had a blowup with my dick head of a best friend about the goings on of yesterday. hott couldnt describe my emotion thouroughly enough. im jolly now.power of music i suppose, but i wrote this rite n tha middle of my funk..

Y is it easier for me to express myself thru writting then over the phone r face to face? I used to ask myself that all the time but I figured it out. I'm hella emotional. Its not really a personality flaw but it is a pain n the ass. I cry when I'm frustrated cus that's what I have control over. I can't write a 7 page text message tear friend but if I have to say the words I'm tearing up. Dickhead makes me wonder y I even bother. He knows how to push my buttons. But if u know how to make me mad is it really an accomplishment wen I get there? Is this friendship toxic and I don't see it? Y do I always have to be at my boiling point, talkin bout fck him this is too much work and give his ass the coldest shoulder before he realizes that he went to far? Idk these r not questions I can answer myself. And this is just a friendship so now ask y would I rather be single? I put so much of myself n my friendships that I'm too exhausted to be n a relation ship. For somebody who swears she's to chill for drama I find myself in a lot when it comes to dickhead. Is it worth it? That's what I continue to ask myself.

i think i will post our text converstion later so u can see why the hell i steamin beaman dude is truly a piece of effin work

Current Events

found my seeing sounds cd.legit

drove to the edge of the earth to get dickhead and took him to work. we road in silence. im still salty about last nights fiasco. now i am all about holdin grudges but i woulda dropped the attitude for a simple apology. did i get that? noope apparently it was too much to ask.

currently duckin his calls and ignoring his texts.

the cold part about it is im not even madd any more. but until i get that damn apology [ and some damn flowers would be nice] he gets no comunicay!

anywho. maino has a new song with t-pain. its growin on me but so far so badd. watev im a maino supporter so i endorse it. http://www.zshare.net/audio/547808017adca0b3/

rhymefest has a diss record out on charles hamilton. im not bein modest when i say this but that black ass shaft lookin mofo got tha game messed up. it was whack and all he did was call ch gay in a hundred different ways. hated it.

he betta sit down wit his pleather so soft who tha eff am i wit ma 1 hit wonder ass down.

niggery finished.. still debating on doin my notorius blog. they made pac look like a dweeb & bat shit crazy. there was some pissed off niggas at the movies that night and i was one of them..maybe tomorrow

MothaF*&^%$#@@

3:55am Cali time babyy

just got home from a game night with my actual bestfriend and my friend who i call best friend. i knew this was gonna be a shitty ass nite cus rite before i got to park the police stopped me and said he got 3 calls about me so called driving recklessly on the freeway.

wtf. cavi did wat?

bullshit. if he woulda tried to give me a ticket i woulda fell out of the car and started sizzlin like bacon..anything to get out of a ticket rite.

ok so we went inside and immediatly cracked a bottle and broke out the uno cards. my besfriend who will now be known as dickhead started workin ma nerves. now here is somethin u should know about me 1. im never wrong 2.i hate loosing 3.i hate wen people talk over me 4.im emotional. watever blame it on my ovaries im just an emotional creature.. here is somethin u should no about dickhead 1. he's never wrong 2.he hates loosing 3.he ALWAYS talks over me 4. he is amused by my angry rants[ or as he calls it, tantrums] toxic combination. oh and if u need to kno anything about the dude i call bestfriend know he loves wen me and dickhead argue and he is usually on whater side im not on!

so i win a game,dickhead wins a game, i win a game, dick head wins a game, by now he is actin like a real porkface, braggin about how he is winning because he won the most recent game. i explain its a tie and this game will determine the winner, he aint havin it.. ok so im at about a 5 rite now. im slightly irrated but watever .

he wins the next game after no lie 50somethin minutes of me silently prayin he looses and him runnin his mouth. we started monopoly, he swears up and down i cheat when im the banker & i make up my own rules i kindly tell him to shut what i like to call the fck up about 9 times before i even deal the money. im at about a 7.

nonsense insues.
harrassment and character assasinations from dickhead
cuss words,middle fingers and a murder attempt from me
bestfriend amused by the scene we're making
me debating pros and cons of a life in jail for double homicide

im at a 20 by the middle of the beggining of the game. fckin dickhead.

all this and i ask, if u know exactly what button to push to piss somebody off would u press that button? i respect him too much to call him a bitch but i swear to god[who's ever god] that he makes me mad enuf to tar and feather him.old school.

i left before i had to get ig'nant. flippin couches and bangin on ma chest like king effin kong. now im home ventin my frustrations. tomorrow he should beware cus im always my most evil when i had sometime to think shit thru. warnings*

the cool kids

my favorite cool kid is chuck frickiin inglish. yeaa that was months n the making i honestly couldnt decide. random but watever cunts i can say what i want.

so this [well the video above] is tha pennies video. my only problem wit it is mikey kept doin tha retard lip move. he moved one side of his lip really high and the other part really low. i felt retarted while watchin. thats soo niggerish and if he thinks its cool lookin i beg to differ. it looks..well retarted. watev i still rock out wit my [female] cock out so tha cool kids r winners to me.

myspace rant.idk where it came from

im on myspace and tha douch to tha bags on here are just triflin.

whos profile title is: comment my pics? or :leave me a voice comment? ur soundin super duper thirstaay.i also hattttte to the 9th degree when people take pictures wit the camera in the picture.like ya know wen u see the camera n the bathroom mirror!!?!. or wen they do everything in their power take squash their full body into a flick so u can see their so called dope looks like hobo wear outfits.

noo how bout tha softcore porn bucket-naked pictures. all lame! the people who have like 4 thousand friends, who use glitter graphics that say shit like thanks for tha add and little poems about about you are. and dont get me started on music pages. ahhhhh how the hell do u not kno u cant rap? ur beats r whack? or the production of ur shit is booboo garbage.. man they should never gave u niggas music pages! or myspaces for that matter. ok im done

SOB's clash of the titans..or ya kno..somethin like that

man so tha charles hamilton v. serius jones cypher is probably thee most twittered thing today. dead ass every body is talkin about it. i am a charles hamilton fan so i was talkin shit n my head about serius before i watched the video[like a true fan.lol]

started off nice first like 3 seconds and serius was droppin bars. then charles attacked. good shit as well. but tha next verse proved to be my fav in the whole cypher. serius was chill droppin gem after gem..there was no coming back from that. check it and let me know wat u think. i'll be on twitter so ccatch me there

"if bein real wasnt a decision y am i even fckin wit religion"

so this convo started out innocent enough.i had said that i thought it was shady that gay people couldnt get married. im from cali and we are know for bein a pretty liberal state [says every1 who thinks cali is just LA and San Francisco] but anywho. i jus said that 1 little thing to my church goin/sex havin partyin bf and he hit me wit the sin against god argument.

WOW.''

i love how thats always the first argument to be made when it comes to tha gays. it also says in the bible that ur not to have sex outside of marriage and that sex was made for reproducing. soo my bf has sex like a rabbit on viagra and a E pill. thats a sin against god/bible too. i got hella mad cus his arrogant attitude made me wanna stab him with a number 2 pencil,unsharpened. what makes someone who is not god the authority on the sins man commits. who told him that their sin is worse then the sins he commit. its more then irratating. god knows ur heart and s/he makes us the way we are. the same way he says commiting suicide is a sin, killing others is a sin, and putting another god before him is a sin, he created man with the free minds and free will to make the choices they make

but this isnt even about religon this is about the rights we have as people. until everyone has equal rights like it says we should then America is not as free as we would like to think. it says marriage is about a man and woman but it use to say blacks and white couldnt marry each other and that changed so why cant this? i say let people marry who they want. marriage is already a shady fucked up and soo not worth it union if they feel they wanna get it in then by all means be miserable like most of the married people of today

randomly

jus cus i needed to blog today..

twitter is soo addicting!! its crazy i refresh for updates minute[ly]and i love how the "celebs" are so accesible. and anyone who twitters follow me i shall follow u. sounds kinda biblical huh. i think my favorite updates come from wale. usually hilarious and thought provoking. i bet if u didnt have twitter that alone makes u want one.haha but wat i hate is the fake like "official so&so's twitter" and especially the people whos updates are always " at blankey blanks studio" or any of the other political rap bullshit. oh yea and i hate the people who have their damn assitants twitter for them. LAMe. promote on myspace leave twittering to tha pros [pats self on back then hits the harlem shake]

anywhooooo listening to my 88 keys cd/ silently judging all tha so & so's on rock of love bus.


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my life contadictions

i said to myself in o9 i do things differently.
i said i would stop tryna be everything to everybody. stop over extendin myself man. im a people pleaser and thats a negative because tryin to make everybody happy usually leaves me tired and bitchy.

i also said i was going to think more closely about the decisions i make. i am really jus go wit the flow but being go wit the flow can be a negative too. i quit h&m cus i didnt feel like goin to work one day. no call no show. next day same shit. so eventually i just called to quit. same with my restuarant job, my security job, and my first college. it not that things were hard i just wanted somethin different. somethin new.something fulfilling. time doesnt roll backwards and im getting older. i really am not tryna be a 30 year old massage therapist/surfer/folk dancer.

the last thing i said was i was gonna think less in my relationships. i get in situations where i just cant seem to let my guard down. this means im dolo all the time. this doesnt require explaination cus it is what it is. hopefully i can switch direction or at least get my life together.

maybe tomorrow i can better express myself im dumb tired rite now. read it a couple times tho i kno it makes some kind of sense

idk sometimes i just black..

ok so a past time of mines is finding and listening to interviews. my favos r the ones i find on Sirius radio. radio with no censorship no commercial and music wit all tha cuss words.hahah but anywho i listened to the jamie foxx show when he had superhead on and i just starting thinking about superhead. she is funny. but not funny haha she is funny like is she serious funny? now before i black jus know that my intentions were not to hate but it is wat it is and its prolly gonna come off wrong. now she says she is a role model and she is goin to all these schools to talk to tha students and her message is to uplift women but how are u suppose to be uplifted by a woman who sucked a mean dick for a living and exploited all then men she wrote about. honestly she is full of shit and its about money and being the center of attention.you can yell hi hater till ur tongue dries up but thats why there are two books about all of her fuckery and best believe she was name dropping cus the more big names the better. now she had tha new book dont kno tha name all i know is its about keeping a when this so and so goes threw men like a sicky goes thru Kleenex. which part of any of this is uplifting?

now she is smart. this is where i will big her up. look at superhead and look at the new breed of video hoe. thick wit big titties and bigger asses [pause no homo all that otha bs yall love]she aint got nothin on them otha hoes plus she is gettin old and played out. she had 2 options 1 was fall back and reflect on the wonder years or stay "poppin". obviously she took door number 2. so she writes a book and it was really the first of its kind. not the first scandal story but the first hiphop groupie bitch book with tha names of people you cnt keep out of your mouth or off your tv or off your computer screen. book dropped and smashed so she rode the wave and did it again. woow so none of this is uplifting or positive rite. well apparently the whole time her goal was to teach the what not to do's of the industry blah blah. soo if thats her whole thing then where does the book on how to find and keep a man come in at? yess! and i listened to an interview where she said that was the book she was pushin in the first place.

so with all this being said why r you doing interviews and touring schools saying your goal is to be a role model for woman and in the same breath telling people dont do anything for nothing and your pussy has a price. be real about your intentions and stop switchin shit up when its convenient. the only thing i learned from superhead is being a groupie can pay all you need is a strong neck, a mac book and a publicist.

bart shootings and the madness in ma town

when will this change. Oscar Grant was the man shot in killed while handcuffed and not resisting in any way. this tears me up. i didnt want to blog about it but i just needed to say one thing. i am so sorry for your loss sophia. she is oscars girlfriend and the mother of his 4 year old daughter. a daughter who will now live the remainder of her life left with out her daddy to teach her how to ride her bike with no training wheels, to drop her off at school, teach her numbers, or do anything else with her.

i get soo mad when i hear people actually trying to make excuses for the cop. he was reaching for his taser? for what oscar was on the ground, handcuffed with a knee on his head. what kind of threat did he pose? the cops actions were unexcusable. for one how have u been a cop for 2 years and still dont know where your taser is? and again why would u tase a man who is handcuffed and laying down. whatever our justice system is so fucked up those questions may never be answered.

now the protest. i dont understand it? what is being protested? the family is sueing and will win, the cop quit and will be brought up on charges. the protest is now a riot. stores being looted, cars being broken into, set on fire, all that is ridiculous. think about this, the cop shot a helpless handcuffed person but the protestors are not helpless and are actually actin a fool. in that situation cops have the right [they are allowed by law] to do whats neccessary to maintain order. meaning u can get tasered, peppersprayed and under the extreme circumstances shot. the cops will be justified because of the sheer fuckery of the situation. if you want to protest then do just that, PROTEST. a protest is not a riot which is why there are two different words for them. the owners of the cars and stores had nothing to do with the situation so i say quit lookin for reasons to act niggerish[ the ignorant aspect not the blackness of it]and stop making it easier for cops to get away with the bullshit they continue to slide with

Fortune Cookies

"the best prophet for the future is your past"

that was the fortune pulled from my..well fortune cookie. haha
i read and dissect my fortunes so wen i got this one i was amped because its self explainatory and real shit. learn from the mistakes and missteps in your past. learn from the bad so you can make it better. some people say when it comes to the past dont look back. i say the opposite look at what shaped you into the person you are today. past experiences are learning experiences.

it was a pretty simple fortune so no need to keep rambling about it just thought i would share. what was the realest fortune u ever pulled from a cookie? they are no longer just snacks, they are also thought provoking blog starters.lol

wats beef?

listening to mos def and talib kweli [whats beef]

it got me thinking about the so called beefs in hip hop. do beef exist with out violence? and what does tha violence resolve if it does exist? 50 had beef with ja rule but it was all pretty innocent and i aint gone lie get rich or die tryin was a hell of an album. plus 50 proved that he can shut careers all tha way down cus who we kidding ja rule never recovered. but then you have the newest beef between jump off joe budden and some dude who im hearing is a rapper. it was all shits and giggles for me and tha other nosey ass people checkin world star for daily updates until ransom went to joes homies house and his friend smacked up dude who lived there. he was a friend of a friend im sure u watched the video. any way this was all to say when does all the none sense come to an end. this situation could turn ugly nd im talkin gun play ugly. but joe and ransom have kids and families so as adults when is it time to stop thinkin about yourself and ur ego and start thinkin the consequences of your actions. i kno its sounds corny and madd preachy but im jus sayin. if anything should happen to either of them a child would go fatherless a mother without a son and their fans would shit outta luck too.

honestly beef is not about who is from where, who raps better then who, whos dick is bigger or any of these other lame ass reasons. gas is back on the rise, cops are still abusing power and global warming didnt go away just because its cold.

men should behave like men and stop actin like 3rd graders fightin in the water fountain line

apartment fires and mixed emotions

damn so a month and then some has past. where tha hell have i been? like wtf cav?

yea yea well lemme walk u down memory lane cav blog edition. first my brooklyn sanctum catches on fire. bye bye #3L. idk wat happened and no renters insurance. didnt even know such a thing existed..but would i have gotten it if i did? probably not so lets move on.

i wake up at 1 somethin in the am to tha smoke alarm and a room filled with smoke. i run to tha living room[ with my purse, geneva tha laptop and my stuffed from for sentimental reasons] and see my couch is on fire. wtf rite?? i run to get ma roomie who is sleepin thru tha whole ordeal. yea drunk sleep is powerful. we run out and she gets the neighbors on our floor and tha 1 above. i get the bottom 2 floors. idk who called the fire depo but they were there by the time we made it outside. 4 floors all outside jokin, chillin in the rain singin the roof is on fire. honestly we didnt think it was gonna be major. hour and a half later we're cleared to go back n.

tunnel vision to my floor. black walls and it stunk crazy. i look in our apartment and just broke down.. no kitchen sink, cabinets, couch, ANYTHiNG. tha only thing still standing was the stainless steel fridge. it was crazy yo and i couldnt stop the tears. i didnt even realize i was still crying but my wet face and bangiin ass headache confirmed.

i seriously ran thru ciggs like its nobodies business

im better now i have a real positive outlook cus it could have been worse. all of my neighbors took apart their smoke alarms so ours was tha last standing. if the fire started in any other apartment i woulda lost more then my clothes collection and ma babies[shoes] along with tha rest of my shit. no im not one of those near death lets live life like im now invincible types so im just chillin. i crashed with my neighbors on tha 1st floor for about 2 weeks before i decided it was time to tuck my tail and come back to sunny california.

i hate it and i miss NY more then i miss my first love. that means i loved NY wayy too much or i didnt love my first love at all. if that makes sense to anyone but me. i cryed quietly in tha car to tha airport and a little on the way thru the doors. a tear for all my big city memories, my new friends, and because i felt like i was givin up. im not a quiter but i was smoove outta options.

well now u kno y this is my first entry in ages but im ready to write again. i can talk about my [situation] without my stomach knottin up and ma eyes waterin again so i guess its time to move on. i will be back to ny. my work is not done yet

♥Cavi