I don't have anything to write about.

How did VH1 become an authority on Hip-hop?

"Home"

I don’t have anything to write about.
Perhaps I’m becoming complacent. I haven’t written in my journal in months. I know I’m busier now than when i was on college (no surprise there) but I still don’t really have motivation to write. Things are pretty standard here. Well, here’s something I’ve learned over the past couple months. I lack patience. I just want to be out of debt now. The thought of having to wait until I’m 35 or 55 to pay off student loans bothers me greatly and the fact I have to contribute 25 or 30 percent of our gross income to student loans is a joke. It sucks. It’s like, who cares if you throw an extra 25 or 50 bucks at the loan every mo

How did VH1 become an authority on Hip-hop?
If I had to guess, it’s because they didn’t realize the magnitude of the culture’s impact on pop culture until the pioneering generation was within their target demographic, which, is like 25-41 I think. And over the years, their stuff has mostly been on point. The 100 Greatest Hip-hop Songs is an example of them showing that they know a little bit. I disagree with a bunch of the shit on the list (Really, Tupac’s “I Get Around” over “Brenda’s Got a Baby,” “Changes,” “I Ain’t Mad At Cha,” or “Dear Mama” ?) I mean, at least half of the back half of the list is garbage. It&#

“Home”
Home is where you want to be when it first snows each fall/winter. And right now, Casper isn’t feeling like home. It was to be expected. Springfield barely felt like home. But I don’t know that our current place of residence will ever feel like home. I look back now and wish I appreciated what I had. With a decent income, we could’ve stayed there for a very, very, very long time. In retrospect, of course, I miss Springfield. Now, it feels like I could call that place home. I have (almost) nothing but good memories about that place. Walking distance from everyone who I hung out with AND walking distance from the bars. That in itself is pretty

One day, I will have some money
Until then, I’m going to start jacking fools on their way from the ATM. Just joking. If nothing else, not having enough money has taught us a lot. I feel like I’m ahead of the game anyway because I’ve never really had a ton of money and have been paying for some of the “necessities” since like 5th or 6th grade. I feel more responsible, more self sufficient, and more in a position to build a future based on my experiences and I’m grateful for all of that. BUT DAMN I’D BE GRATEFUL FOR SOME MORE MONEY TOO! Here’s the thing. I was half stupid and half broke in college, so a chunk of my credit card debt is 40’s

Another poor black kid was killed
I don’t know where to start … this is like three blog posts condensed into one. It’s hard to empathize with people, people don’t care about poor people, and media coverage lacks when it comes to poor people. First … I confess, I have a hard time empathizing with people. Or feeling bad for people when bad shit happens. I’ll cry like a baby when some bad shit happens to innocent people. This is probably one of the most profane videos I’ve ever seen. And I had a disgusting feeling in my gut watching a kid in his